"Are you ready? I'm going in."

"Um... um... wait, will it hurt?"

"Don't worry about that--um, it might hurt a little? But only the first time, after that it'll be comfortable."

"To hell with the first time! How many times do you want to take a turn at my body?" Aya roared.

"Can you guys stop wasting time? It looks like Fiona can't hold on for more than thirty seconds," Tiran urged anxiously from the side.

...

Although struggling to fly out, that suction had already entangled every inch of Fiona's "existence." She had a premonition that once she was swallowed up, she would be torn apart immediately by the chaotic currents of space.

What a joke. Dying so easily in a place like this, wouldn't it make her older sister sad? Just a mere black hole, just a mere demon dragon, such things are no challenge for her!

The Holy Seal, staking her final power, lit up on Fiona's chest, outlining a complex emblem with a hexagram as the main symbol. This was the ultimate move that every Angel warrior had as a last resort, capable of breaking through dimensions when the full power of holy radiance was poured into it, comparable to a full-force strike from a fully prepared Holy Rank expert.

She thought she wouldn't need to use this after reaching the Holy Rank, but she didn't expect it to come in handy at a time like this.

With a light scold, Fiona pushed the Holy Seal out, simultaneously using the force to fly backwards for a distance. Seeing the holy radiance sealing off the ugly void in the sky, the little Angel breathed a sigh of relief.

But in the next moment, the Holy Seal disappeared without warning, and the range of the black hole even expanded slightly. Fiona had already exhausted all her power after releasing the Holy Seal, unable to even lift her wings. She was directly pulled into the void at a speed several times faster than before.

"Confused, aren't you, Incandescent Angel? This is The Realm. Your pitiful power attempting to resist me is just too foolish."

An unfamiliar voice fell into Fiona's ears, full of coldness and resentment.

Fiona didn't have time to think about whose voice it was. Darkness grew larger and larger in her eyes, as if she was falling into a boundless abyss. The bone-chilling coldness called death was gradually enveloping her.

But in the next second, a warm hand wrapped around her waist, completely ignoring the terrifying suction of the black hole, and abruptly cut off that sense of coldness.

Her frozen consciousness thawed once again, and when she opened her eyes, she saw flowing white hair and a delicate profile of a young girl in the wind.

"Aya... senpai?"

Realizing that she was being embraced by Princess Aya, Fiona's cheeks immediately felt hot. She almost forgot that she had just narrowly escaped being exiled to the chaotic currents of space.

It was senpai Aya? But why did it feel like something was off about her aura?

"At least I saved you. It was really close," Aya heard Fiona calling her and smiled faintly, lowering her head. "Angel girl, don't be so impulsive next time."

"Wait, what about... the Demon Lord?!" The little Angel's heart skipped a beat, noticing that Aya's pupils were one red and one black, and the way she was addressed...

"What did you do to Senpai Aya?!"

"Don't worry, he'll be fine. Miss Tiran has already been sent away by me. You should leave here first." Aya casually drew a line in the air, and immediately the space twisted and shattered, forming a passage. Outside was the view of the central small island of the lake where they had entered.

"Oh, by the way," she added, "after you go back, please give my regards to Lady Silia."

The little Angel was shocked again, but this time Aya didn't wait for her to respond. She just flicked her hand and threw her into the space portal. Before she could finish her sentence, her voice was cut off by the newly healed space.

"Why do you know Lady Fiona's name, you scoundrel!"

...

After sending Fiona away, Aya turned around and took two steps back, as if walking up invisible steps, and came to a position less than a hundred meters away from the dragon.

He had to send little Angel away quickly just now, otherwise this dragon might not be able to resist attacking any longer.

"Brother Dragon, long time no see."

In the small world divided by Kong Ming and the dragon's The Realm, the two of them had been in their respective halves of the world for a long time. Kong Ming would play the piano when he had nothing to do, while the dragon immersed himself in deep sleep to restore his power. It was indeed a long time since they last met.

"You... you don't mind attaching yourself to a human...? Hmm, a Dragon?" The dragon raised its head, coldly staring at Aya with a hint of curiosity in its eyes. "But, can you really be considered a Dragon when you're so weak? The races in this world seem to be regressing."

"You're mistaken," Kong Ming, who possessed Aya, shook his head. "Isn't our Devildom also going backward? Perhaps this is the will of the world. Sometimes it is good to be a little weak."

"Enough with the nonsense. I'm leaving here today. Do you want to stop me?"

"Brother Dragon, neither of us belong to the outside world. Can't we settle things here?"

"What do you think?" The dragon sneered. "Do you think having a body guarantees your victory? If you want me to stop, it will have to be like those humans ten thousand years ago."

"Indeed, you guys are all like this..."

In a casual manner, the entire small world changed.

The clear sky over the ocean just now quickly became filled with dark clouds. A silver line, visible to the naked eye, approached and expanded towards the dragon at a tremendous speed, forming a towering wave that could engulf the whole world, even the birds in the sky would be swept up in it.

"A sea overturn? It's quite a grand formation. It seems that you have recovered quite well, stronger than I expected. I made a miscalculation, so I can't guarantee..." Kong Ming looked at the towering wave rushing towards his half of the world, showing a look of astonishment.

It wasn't just an ordinary tsunami. Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for such a level of tsunami to occur in the natural world. Only in this controlled The Realm world could it be done.

- Just as its name describes, sea overturn. I'm sure that after that wave, the seabed must be dry, right?

"Thank those guys from fifteen years ago. If they hadn't left the formation outside, I wouldn't have been able to gather and dissipate this power so quickly." The dragon laughed maniacally.

"It's a pity that I thought there would be more of us old fossils left... But it seems that I may not be able to guarantee your life now." Kong Ming's gaze calmly swept over the approaching cataclysmic flood, and he gently uttered four words:

"Move mountains, fill seas."

The dragon sensed the movement beneath the sea floor. Its kilometer-long dragon body leaped up suddenly, its massive wings spreading across the sky, bringing it up to the same height as Kong Ming. Its large dragon eyes were filled with gloom.

The height of the "sea overturn" was gradually decreasing. It could see countless mountains rising from the seabed like bamboo shoots, growing rapidly, creating layers of obstacles under the sea, constantly reducing the power of the sea overturn.

"Rise."

Finally, what stood in the way of the "sea overturn" was a continuous mountain range rising from the sea floor, even higher than the wave. The ruthless wave crashed against the cliffs like an enraged dragon, causing landslides in many places. However, its core remained strong and held its ground.

"It's futile! Break through for me! Don't forget, this is my realm! The water of the ocean is endless!" The fierce roar of the demon dragon echoed, and the seawater that had been blocked by the underwater mountains once again gathered, forming surging waves that merged with the previous ones, crashing against the mountain range raised by Kong Ming.

Ropes and saws break, water drops penetrate stone, and it's appropriate to put it here. After all, the mountain range was hastily raised and would soon be breached by the waves. Murky mud flowed out from the cracks in the mountains, indicating that this barrier had reached its limit.

"Heaven! Collapse!" Seeing Kong Ming's defensive barrier collapsing, the demon dragon couldn't help but rejoice, seizing the opportunity to unleash a deadly blow with the power of the realm.

With his words, the sky of half the world shattered like glass curtain walls, revealing not the expected void darkness, but deep blue seawater.

"The realm that I swallowed 10,000 years ago without having a chance to witness it. Now, enjoy it!"

"So, even the sky can turn into an ocean. This means that in the 10,000 years that have passed, you haven't made any breakthroughs in your realm? This realm is truly... boring." Kong Ming shook his head and suddenly laughed bitterly. "But I'm not much better."

"Stop boasting! If you can, show me your skills! You, the defeated general from 10,000 years ago!"

"Indeed, even 10,000 years ago, when I could barely display the realm, I wouldn't have been a match for you, the Abyssal Supreme, even without your sneak attack. But in the 10,000 years I've been sealed here, you only focused on restoring your power and never looked forward, whereas I... Do you know why my power still hasn't recovered until now?"

"Good luck, brother Mo Long. After all, we've been imprisoned together for 10,000 years. Don't die too easily."

The voice of Kong Ming flashed through Mo Long's ears and disappeared.

It was at this moment that he realized what he had overlooked.

Until this moment, that guy seemed to have been fighting in his own part of the realm, on the half of the ocean, and his own realm had never been affected.

In other words, the previous act of raising the mountains and transforming the seabed had all been accomplished within Mo Long's realm. What a joke, that guy changing the rules in my realm?!

Could it be that he has already... grasped the rules?

A hint of fear surged in Mo Long's heart.

"I gained insight into this realm while traveling in the human world. I have seen countless beautiful sceneries while wandering mountains and rivers, but unfortunately, they could only stay in my memories. So I thought, wouldn't it be great if I could recreate all of this? My friends would be happy too."

"And so, I did it. Speaking of which, the name of this realm was also determined by my friend. But unfortunately, I hadn't mastered it at the time and couldn't show it to him. I barely managed to satisfy myself just now."

"It's called Nine Provinces and Mountains. Brother Mo Long, strive to stay alive."

After a moment, the sea that occupied half of the small world's surface fell silent, and the sea breeze that had been blowing for thousands of years stopped.