After nearly an hour, cracks appeared across the ground, and strands of red light shot out from the floor. The Holy Martyrdom Soul-Sealing Formation had not only sealed the Namoans here but also suppressed the Abyssal Rift on the Red Planet. That was why, after the Namo Race, no monsters from the Abyss had ever invaded the planet. But now that the formation had dispersed, the Abyssal Rift was gradually recovering.

Yu Xian's eyes were tightly shut. He was completely unaware of the changes happening around him.

A thin little arm stretched out from the narrow Abyssal Rift. Pressing its hand against the floor, it pushed hard and slowly crawled out of the crack. It was a pint-sized, crimson creature, barely half a meter tall, with a tiny body and a massive head crowned with sharp horns. This creature was called an imp, belonging to the lowest tier of devils in the Abyss,...