In the midst of a thunderous roar, the entire secret chamber, and even the ruins outside, trembled.
Fortunately, this ancient ruin was situated in the remote Ash White Hills, far from any settlements. If such an event had occurred within a city, it would have likely caused panic among the populace, leading them to believe it was a natural disaster like an earthquake.
Shaya still stood in the center of the secret chamber, dust settling on him from the falling debris.
However, his gaze remained fixed on the bronze platform.
A crimson light blazed from the stone sculpture, illuminating the entire chamber.
After a long while, the crimson radiance slowly receded, and the surrounding roar gradually faded.
Although the appearance of the stone sculpture remained unchanged, Shaya could feel that the foul and dead aura that had originally enveloped it had vanished.
The stone sculpture was no longer the malevolent and mysterious Evil God Pollutant from before, but merely an ordinary stone artifact.
In its place, on the bronze platform, distorted lights converged to form something resembling a door.
The Little Mink on Shaya’s left shoulder opened its exquisite, ruby-like eyes, curiously observing the door that Shaya had summoned.
As a master of high-level illusions, Yin could clearly perceive that this distorted doorway was not a trick of light refraction or visual misplacement.
Instead, a rift had genuinely appeared in space-time law in that area, causing even light to bend as it passed through.
Shaya gazed at the distorted door, an irrepressible surge of excitement rising within him.
“Echoes of History.”
Or rather, “Historical Echo,” “Time Fragments,” “Afterimages of the River of Time.”
So many terms were used to describe this extraordinary phenomenon occurring at this moment.
This extraordinary phenomenon was extremely rare, even directly involving the laws of space and time.
Ordinary civilians, even if they chanced to hear of it, would dismiss it as an urban legend.
Even those legendary powerhouses had no definitive conclusion regarding this phenomenon.
The currently prevailing mainstream understanding was that “Echoes of History” only appeared in ancient ruins with long histories, often carrying a profound segment of history and formed by the obsession of a supreme being.
Its meaning, as the name suggested, was the residual echo of a lost piece of history from the river of time.
Shaya did not comprehend the specific details, even after painstakingly gathering information.
However, to complete the third stage of his beginner’s mission, finding the “Echoes of History” was the only possibility.
Only within the cracks of the river of time, within the fragments of history, could Shaya have a chance to see again the Azure Silver Witch, Sylvia, who had long since vanished from reality.
After all, even a tedious system like recording one’s name on a family tree could determine mission completion.
So, the act of building favor within the cracks and fragments of history should also have a considerable chance of success, right?
And happily,
Shaya had won his gamble.
As the last remnant of a glorious ancient kingdom, this ruin indeed contained “Echoes of History.”
Just as Shaya had surmised, the artifact of the Evil God, perhaps the culprit behind the destruction of this ancient kingdom, was the key to unlocking this Echo of History.
Shaya composed himself and reached out towards the distorted light.
As soon as he extended his hand, he felt a repulsive force pushing him back, accompanied by a cold notification in his mind.
[Entering a historical fragment requires the host to possess sufficient Space-time Affinity. The host’s current Space Affinity is insufficient.]
“I knew it.”
Shaya’s eyes lit up slightly.
“Echoes of History” was so mysterious not only because of its extremely rare occurrence, but also because entering these worlds, formed by the distortion of space-time laws, had extremely high requirements for the entrant’s Space-time Affinity.
Without sufficient space affinity, even if one was incredibly lucky enough to discover an “Echo of History,” they could only watch helplessly from the outside, waiting for the phenomenon to dissipate over time.
Shaya had prepared for this moment for so long and naturally did not overlook this situation.
Shaya’s consciousness stirred.
The next moment, a round, half-person-tall stone silently landed on the floor of the secret chamber.
“Ying ying~ (Long time no see!)”
The Little Mink on Shaya’s shoulder cheerfully greeted the large, round stone.
“Jiji!! (Long time no see!)”
The round stone rolled over and responded with a muffled voice.
Then, the large stone slowly rolled twice and headed straight for Shaya.
“Jiji! (Master, is it finally time for me to get an upgrade.)”
Through the Soul Pact that bound their souls, Shaya felt overwhelming joy, allowing him to understand the meaning of the cries.
[Species Name: Sealed Stone Monkey (Sealed Stone State)]
[Soul Pact Status: Second Soul Pact (Master-Servant Contract: Shaya Egut)]
[Combat Level: 1]
[Racial Level: Low-Rank Extraordinary]
[Familiar Skills (Unique): Gestation (Perfect)]
Although a Transmigrator, Shaya had not inherited the classic “trash protagonist” trope of his predecessors.
Quite the opposite, his soul’s aptitude as a Beast Tamer was quite outstanding.
At only seventeen years old, he had cultivated to the intermediate level of a Second Ring Beast Tamer, reaching level 28 according to the system’s stats. He was not far from becoming a high-ranking Beast Tamer of the Third Ring and had already established his Second Soul Pact.
Such a progression speed was comparable to the scions of High-ranking nobles in the Imperial Capital.
However, even his classmates in the Imperial Capital had never seen the familiar beast he had contracted with his Second Soul Pact.
Many speculated that Shaya followed a path of focusing solely on cultivating one familiar, lacking the energy or resources to nurture multiple beasts.
This speculation was quite reasonable.
After all, Shaya had no prominent background.
Being able to cultivate that Snow Mink to such a powerful extent, capable of defeating younglings of many monarch-tier species, was already an astonishing achievement. It was understandable that he couldn’t divert his attention to other familiars.
However, only a select few knew that Shaya’s Second Soul Pact had already been occupied.
Furthermore, a large portion of the resources he had collected over the years had been invested in his Second Soul Pact. Compared to Yin, whose basic abilities were already set, Shaya had invested even more in his Second Soul Pact.
Shaya crouched down, picked up the slowly rolling stone, and patted it, a smile revealing itself on his lips.
“Since I already have a Mink that can use Tsukuyomi—”
“Then raising a monkey that can use space-type skills should also be reasonable, right?”
