The name "arena" doesn't seem to fit this place accurately. It's more like just a desolate flatland with solid yellow earth, where white bone structures with curved ribs protrude abruptly from the ground, resembling the ribs of some prehistoric giant beast arranged in a disordered manner with their pointed ends facing upwards to form a wall-like structure.

A divine realm on the same level as the World Tree, different from the small world where Kongming and the magic dragon were sealed in the Dark Swamp, manifested completely above the clouds, as if a world that had perpetually existed in the sky had fallen into the eyes of every person present.

Standing below the Tooth Battle Arena, Tiran truly felt the pressure — not just the visual impact, but the invisible "divine might" made her almost instinctively release frost Chi to counteract the urge to kneel in her heart.

Meanwhile, Sader kept one knee on the ground as one of the believers of the beast god, her gaze staring fervently at the sky.

Whether it was an illusion or not, Tiran always felt like she could see a faint connection to the sky's manifested divine realm on the dragon girl's body.

Is that the power of faith?

At least, when she left the battlefield directly below, Tiran breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Unlike the intense battles just now, when the divine realm manifested, it was a clash on the conceptual and rule level. If the previous battle was only a difference in energy levels, now it was an absolute conceptual suppression and dimensional impact.

While Holy Rank and Holy Rank fought purely based on their understanding of the rules, once one side's divine realm overwhelmed the other, the outcome of the battle was already predetermined.

For several veteran deities from the Western Continent, this kind of confrontation actually didn't bear much significance at all.

After all, in the Legendary Second War thousands of years ago, humans emerged victorious, and with the massive backing of faith, the Goddess of Light could overpower other deities, while the strengths of the other deities' divine powers and realms were not hierarchically different, making it impossible to determine a clear winner.

Perhaps Anastasia, by unleashing her divine realm, had likely seen through the fact that Xiang Ling, as a newly born deity, did not have enough faith to support a divine realm that could compete with hers.

In other words, a divine realm contretemps was a surefire way to win.

However…

"【The Peril of the Heavenly Kingdom】."

Minglin's voice resonated like a lament, naturally conjuring up the mist-covered immortal mountain, with its pavilions, towers, and drizzling rain lingering in her mind.

A crystalline teardrop overflowed uncontrollably from the corner of her eye.

Was this the world where she had once lived?

...

"Gods fighting; mortals, take heed and retreat."

At the moment when the two divine realms collided, another ring of white shockwaves spread out, almost as terrifying as the shockwaves and wind pressure from a meteor impact, nearly knocking Tiran off her feet, while further away, soldiers fleeing the battlefield continued to fall as the shockwaves reverberated.

Terrifying indeed. What had been just a clash of rules had now manifested into the real world in such a frightening manner. They had thought they were already far enough from the battlefield.

Returning to the present...

"Got a question for ya," Tiran reached out and tapped the dragon girl, who was kneeling and praying to her deity.

"A question? What is it?" The dragon girl seemed puzzled.

No, wait, after all, she wasn't obliged to answer, right? Sader furrowed her brow.

"What's your name? Height, weight? Measurements? What style of lingerie do you like, and what positions—"

"Sader…?" The girl obediently stated her name, only realizing something was off after she finished answering.

"Why are you asking such weird questions?!" Aya's voice rang out through the contract.

"Cough, sorry, it's just a professional habit," Tiran coughed twice. "Forget it, let's start over."

"You're one of the followers of the Orc deity, right? Like a priestess or something?" Tiran inquired.

"...Yes," despite some hesitation, it wasn't a secret, and Sader was actually rather proud of it.

"Then can you tell me the reason why you journeyed all the way to the human world?" Tiran asked earnestly.

"I refuse," came Sader's firm response.

"Is it that straightforward?" Tiran felt embarrassed. "Come on, give me a chance, and besides, this matter might be related to your deity."

"Hmm?" Sader suddenly raised her head alertly. "What do you mean?"

"Well… If you don't tell me, I can't confirm my guesses," Tiran mused while discreetly observing the dragon girl's changing expressions.

Seeing that conflicted expression, Princess Tiran couldn't help feeling a slight sense of guilt for misleading the innocent girl (not really), so she supplemented, "Anyway, the fact that you're here in the human world has already happened, so telling me this little thing shouldn't matter, right? It might even be helpful for your deity."

After coaxing for a while, Tiran finally learned from Sader about the Orcs' involvement in the human wars, including the process of meeting Raymond and working for Maston.

"In the end, was this just a pure coincidence?" Aya couldn't help but comment after listening to the whole story through the contract.

"Looking for someone?" Tiran pursed her lips. "And that someone is so important that you're determined to find them at all costs. I must say, is your deity in love with a human?"

"Are you mocking Lady Anastasia?" Sader's eyes reflected shards of lightning, her tone turning unfavorable.

"Cough, I mean no offense, but not disclosing the reason and targeting a human specifically easily leads to certain implications," Tiran shrugged.

"As a follower of the deity, I don't need to consider such matters; I just need to carry out the will of the deity."

No wonder religious fanaticism can be so toxic… Tiran raised her shoulders. "By the way, what kind of person are you actually looking for? If you wish, I can help you search for them."

If an Orc deity was concerned about a human, that person must be somewhat special.

"I don't know who he is, only that his name is Yuan. According to the human who promised to tell me his whereabouts, he seems to be a guy with strong technical abilities, collaborated with Maston in inventing a war weapon called an airship."

"What the…?" Tiran's eyes widened.

"Hey, the Yuan she mentioned, and the one we encountered..." Aya's voice sounded somewhat strange.

It definitely must be the same person.

The mysterious man from the same world as Tiran, who seemed to have been causing trouble persistently since a long time ago — was he still lingering here?

...

The collision of the divine realms continued.

The pure collision of rules gradually wore away at each other, causing the confinement of the land, sky, mountains, rivers, and everything in the world to slowly disintegrate into stardust.

However, it was clear that the divine realm held by Xiang Ling was crumbling at a much faster pace than the Orc deity's.

The twelve buildings of Baiyu Capital shimmered one by one under the external pressure, bursting with the laws of the Great Dao to support this world but failing to withstand the overwhelming pressure from the Tooth Battle Arena.

【The Peril of the Heavenly Kingdom】was like an exquisitely crafted model being deformed and crushed under a hydraulic press, gradually dissipating under an irresistible force.

"There's no other way."

Minglin's shadow appeared behind Xiang Ling, as the Yin and Yang energies in her palms swiftly spun, transforming into Yin and Yang fish to flow into the divine realm and attempt to repair the collapsing pavilions and towers, slowing down the collapse of the divine realm.

"You must have realized how powerful she is. At least, in your current state, you can't defeat her. If the small world were to be crushed here, your celestial spirit and qi could be affected. Of course, our deal was just for me to see how you would change your world; I don't mind if you go." Minglin said.

Xiang Ling said nothing but looked down at the ordinary people still within the influence of the divine realm.

"What, are you worried about their safety? That's not like you," Minglin floated in front of Xiang Ling, arms crossed, looking at her.

"It has nothing to do with them. I simply don't want to flee aimlessly."

This time, Xiang Ling raised her hand solely by her will, spreading her fingers open and then closing them.

"Hey, are you really thinking of doing that now…" Minglin vaguely guessed what Xiang Ling wanted to do. "Now's not a good time. The moment the small world shifts, it might be crushed directly."

"No matter."

The existence of realms like The Realm, the divine realm, and the small world ultimately stems from the creator's own inner thoughts, materializing thoughts, beliefs, and other mental states, while Minglin's small world was born from her nostalgia for her birthplace and her fear and resentment of the past. From a purely combative standpoint, it wasn't very powerful, especially facing the Tooth Battle Arena, which was created purely for battle.

Even if a shield could withstand ten thousand attacks, it would shatter on the ten thousand and first strike. For Xiang Ling, her goal was to transform that shield that could bear ten thousand attacks into an invincible spear, even if it could only strike once.

She had already remembered how to materialize a divine realm. The rest was…

Suddenly, Xiang Ling's eyes widened.

The splendid Baiyu Capital in the sky suddenly dissipated, just as its name suggested, while the Tooth Battle Arena suffused with the belief power of the Orcs unimpededly enveloped the area below.

Minglin's phantom, gazing upward, couldn't help but exclaim.

"Xiao Ling is indeed a genius."

A gentle breeze blew across the shore, brushing over the myriad lights of the houses. The sky brightened, awakening the bustling world.

For the small world and the divine realm, "life" was always the scarcest of existences. Even though the deities had the power to shatter mountains and rivers, they still had realms they couldn't touch.

Even the Elf clan, who claimed to be closest to nature, their deities could only create a few mythical beasts within the World Tree.

And yet, Xiang Ling... had she truly created a living, breathing world?