Set controlled the two treasures of the race while shouting to the people inside the Space Channel, "Hurry over! Don't dawdle, or the King of Abilities might spot you."
"Coming, quit rushing me. I'm even more worried than you that something will go wrong."
Black Dragon cursed as he led everyone out of the Space Channel. The moment they emerged, Set immediately closed the Space Rift.
No one knew that as Set closed the Space Rift, he secretly transferred a grain of sand from this world to the Reality World.
A tiny grain of sand was naturally useless, but Set had deliberately left a World Imprint on it. As time passed, the imprint would gradually become clearer. By then, the Mechanical Demon King, as the Heavenly Dao, would surely notice something amiss.
"Now, that should basically do it. That's the Mechanical Demon King—even the slightest anomaly is enough for him to detect something, then defeat Chthon and the others."
Set had great confidence in the Mechanical Demon King, even greater confidence than he had in himself. After all, that was the Mechanical Demon King.
Black Dragon had no idea Set had made arrangements. Though he too was an infiltrator, he had no intention of tampering with anything. The reason was simple: Iron Great Tree and Poseidon would definitely make their own moves, so there was no need for him to do anything extra.
"Set, how are things now?"
Black Dragon asked, "Is Chthon shouting that he'll definitely defeat the King of Abilities? If he really says that, I'm returning to the original world immediately."
"Chthon would kill you if he heard that."
Set mocked, then said, "But he really is a Crow's Mouth. Here's some good news, by the way—he's going to use the Doomsday Gene again."
Black Dragon was