Stronger with Crimson Modifier

Chapter 354 - 329: Creating a God [2]

In the outside world, within the blood-colored space.

Hu Qi, who had been standing silently with his eyes closed, suddenly snapped them open.

In that instant, a streak of dark silver light shot out from the Three-Eyed Primordial Serpent tattoo on his chest.

It accurately sank into the ’Divine Statue’ holding a Horse-cutting Saber before him.

In a flash, the ’Divine Statue’ Dream Eye, which had frozen and become completely still, suddenly began to tremble violently. The Horse-cutting Saber in its hand hummed loudly.

The cold gleam of its blade flickered erratically in the dim space.

It was as if it was about to break free from some kind of restraint and descend upon the world once more.

Upon seeing this, Hu Qi’s gaze sharpened.

He made no move, yet the dim red light of the surrounding blood-colored space suddenly intensified.

It surged like a violent tide, drowning the restless ’Divine Statue’.

In an instant, the trembling of the awakening ’Divine Statue’ was immediately quelled.

The space returned to silence.

Hu Qi stared at the ’Divine Statue’.

His eyes narrowed slightly as he recalled all the information about it.

Although this ’Divine Statue’ Dream Eye was not an original Dream Eye, the Nightmare Power it contained was not to be underestimated.

Once its killing rule was violated, death was almost certain.

Once, unaware of this Dream Eye’s killing rule, a veteran script actor approaching the Controller Level had triggered its killing rule while trying to retrieve it.

Even while protected by his own Dream Realm, his head was still lopped off by this ’Divine Statue’ Dream Eye in a single strike.

’Divine Statue... a nice name, but you’re currently unworthy of it.

Oh well. Today, I’ll make you truly live up to that title.’

Hu Qi muttered to himself. As his voice faded, his gaze shot like lightning toward another stone platform.

On the platform lay a long whip.

This whip was not woven from nylon rope or leather, but pieced together from sections of blood-streaked spinal bones. Each vertebra emanated a sinister, cold aura.

Upon seeing this, the killing rule of this Bone Whip surfaced in his mind.

Just a flick and a crack—wherever the sound reached, the listener’s entire skeleton would be mercilessly ripped out, their body instantly collapsing like mud.

The way to avoid it: only by plugging one’s ears to block the lethal sound could one ensure their safety.

Hu Qi raised his hand and grabbed. Though it looked casual, it was as if an Invisible Power was pulling the Bone Whip from the stone platform, which instantly landed in his palm.

Immediately after, Crimson Sun Flame Fire ignited in his palm. The flames leaped and surged, tightly enveloping the Bone Whip.

The Bone Whip rapidly curled and contracted within the flames as if struggling in agony. Before long, it had transformed into a twisted shadow.

However, Hu Qi merely gave it a passing glance and did not devour it as he usually would.

With a flick of his finger, the dark shadow turned into a thin thread and shot straight into the ’Divine Statue’ before him.

Then, the Human Skin Drum, the Headless Shadow, the Mysterious Buddha Painting, the Bronze Longbow, the Broken Longsword, and other Dream Eyes were drawn over by Hu Qi one by one.

He unleashed his Crimson Sun Flame Fire, refining these Dream Eyes one after another.

He reduced them to their most original forms. Under his precise control, these Dream Eyes were absorbed into the Divine Statue one after another.

The ’Divine Statue’ Dream Eye, originally three meters tall, grew continuously in size.

After it had absorbed seventeen Dream Eyes, the ’Divine Statue’ Dream Eye before him seemed to have reached its limit. Cracks even began to appear on its surface.

Seeing this, Hu Qi stopped the process of fusing more Dream Eyes.

Immediately after, Hu Qi controlled the Crimson Sun Flame Fire to envelop the ’Divine Statue’.

The stone statue, now nearly five meters tall, pitch-black, and with a blurred face, quickly began to soften within the embrace of the Crimson Sun Flame Fire, like a melting candle.

Dream Eyes, no matter what kind, all seemed to possess the Trait of being indestructible.

Even Dream Masters who had reached the Controller Level were helpless against them.

Usually, the only way to deal with them was to imprison and restrain them in boxes made of Gold.

However, Hu Qi was different.

The Crimson Sun Demon Elephant Flame Prison Skill he cultivated was a Secret Martial Art, created by imitating the Demon Elephants from the Hell of that powerful world. The Crimson Sun Flame Fire it produced was a natural counter to Dream Eyes.

Before this Crimson Sun Flame Fire, those supposedly indestructible Dream Eyes were no different from ordinary clay. For Hu Qi, destroying or reshaping them was a matter of a single thought.

「An unknown amount of time passed.」

Hu Qi withdrew his hand, and the flames died down.

In its place, the pitch-black ’Divine Statue’ had vanished.

Replacing it was a giant black cocoon.

The surface of the cocoon was covered in pulsing, vein-like, blood-colored patterns that flickered with an eerie, sanguine light.

KRAK... KRAK...

Suddenly, the sound of cracking echoed.

The cocoon began to flake away, piece by piece.

A pitch-black Divine Statue over four meters tall appeared before him.

This Divine Statue was so lifelike it seemed alive. Its features were exceptionally handsome, and between its brows and eyes, it bore a clear resemblance to Hu Qi himself.

It was clad in a suit of armor, upon which exquisite carvings of firebirds seemed ready to take flight.

On its back, it carried a Longbow roughly the height of a man. The bow’s limbs were slightly curved, resembling a crescent moon about to set.

A Longsword hung at its waist, its hilt inlaid with gems, its blade exuding a biting cold gleam.

In its hand, it held a broad saber, its edge so sharp it seemed capable of severing all the world’s illusions.

Just then, the shattered pieces of the cocoon on the ground moved as if they had a life of their own.

They swiftly converged, transforming into a cloak that gently draped itself over the Divine Statue, adding to its majestic aura.

Hu Qi looked at this Divine Statue, a peculiar glint in his eyes.

He spoke.

"How does it feel?"

His voice echoed through the space.

It was as if he were conversing with the Divine Statue.

"Very good. This feeling is quite marvelous."