Crimson Snake

"Still far too lacking." As he sensed his own existence beginning to fade, a man stood on a distant building with his back to the building where Lin Fan was.

He watched the lights flicker in the distance. This was a choice—not just for himself, but for others as well. They were all waiting for this choice, including the one in the sky, who was probably watching with great interest to see what choice he would make.

Something on his bald head gradually began to glow red. Scorching life pulsed as fiery power began to spill forth, as though countless limbs had fused together, or blood vessels were twisting and turning. From afar, it looked like a crimson hydra brandishing scarlet tails and wild, arrogant heads.

"?" Lin Tong turned his head and saw flame-like life force surging toward them from afar. That scorching vitality was enough to melt everything. The Ouroboros restraining Lin Fan melted away, while the power of time within Lin Fan poured like a tide into the candle above his head.

Lin Tong's expression changed. Looking at the ordinary people whose skin had begun to melt, he snorted coldly. A massive number of Ouroboros surged out and wrapped around them. All of them entered a unified frequency, and the environment surrounding those people instantly changed. Their bodies began to heal, and the scorching fires of life around them seemed unable to touch them any longer.

A spark flared, and the candle above Lin Fan's head was fully lit. The candle's power rose as a plume of black smoke, but the thing inside it—that oval crimson gemstone—descended and landed atop Lin Fan's head. A red serpent-shaped mark appeared there.

Lin Fan felt his blood begin to riot, overflowing from his body and forming a layer of crimson