Time rewound to last night.
Yu Zhengmo seemed to have everything under control. Seeing the gear take root inside Zhao Niugao's body and perfectly replace his heart, he left without worry.
And indeed, that was the case.
Once the gear—this so-called power of [Shatter]—entered his body, his will was constantly battered by an eerie force.
The slightest lapse would lead to the same outcome as Yu Zhengmo:
His mind would be corrupted, he would willingly fall into depravity, and become the puppet of some unknown existence.
No matter how resolute his will was, that would still have been his final fate.
But that bastard never could have imagined that, after he left, an unexpected change would occur.
Perhaps Zhao Niugao's unwillingness was too intense, for it actually drew the attention of an indescribable existence.
The reddened moon in the sky turned scarlet as blood, like a cold eyeball silently watching him.
Its name and allegiance were unknown for now, so he temporarily referred to this unknown existence as [Red Moon].
Zhao Niugao had no other choice but to make a deal with [Red Moon].
It would stabilize his soul, fend off the corruption, and temporarily grant him control over the power of [Shatter].
The price was... seven days!
After seven days, he would let the other party dispose of him as it pleased.
"Heh heh, Yu Zhengmo... You traitors, even if I go to hell, I'll drag you down with me!"
Zhao Niugao tugged at the corner of his mouth and let out a mechanical laugh.
Yet there was not a trace of joy in that laughter, only hatred for the traitors.
With [Red Moon]'s help, he could break through to the eighth rank at any time—enough to drag Yu Zhengmo down with him, while leaving behind evidence pointing straight