Contract

"If you want cooperation, then show sufficient sincerity!"

A hoarse, gloomy voice echoed through the secret room.

Withered Wood Old Monster stared coldly at the Ouroboros Bishop before him and spoke.

The latter's expression did not change, as though he had seen the guidance of the Great Spirit behind him.

He did not refuse. Nodding, he began to kneel upon the ground and pray:

"Great Lord of Space-time!"

"You are the Circle of Time, the Beacon of Space!"

"You are the endless cycle, the Foundation of All Things!"

"Your servant faithfully prays for Your descent!"

Space-time...

Watching this scene, Lin Chen's gaze grew deep and shadowy.

The Space-time Great Dao—even he coveted it immensely. If he could seize it...

At that thought, his eyes became even more profound.

At this moment, the people inside the room had already sensed the changes in their surroundings.

The light suddenly dimmed. An indescribable sensation abruptly enveloped the room, while a faint yet palpable feeling of repulsion arose around them, as though they had been transported into another environment in an instant.

The spiritual energy around us...

Withered Wood Old Monster's heart tightened.

They could clearly sense that this place had been enveloped by an even more terrifying Dao Domain. A faint suppression descended upon them, causing their Primordial Spirit Magical Power, which had once flowed smoothly through their bodies, to become sluggish and laborious.

Even separated by the restrictions between worlds, it could still suppress Spirit Transformation beings like them. As expected of this World's former ruler...

At This Moment, the bishop opposite them had already risen to his feet. A phantom flashed through his eyes, resembling a circular Ouroboros, while markings like clock faces covered his body.

One of the Outer Realm Evil Gods, the Year Wardens; the lord worshipped by