Cremating the Immortal Emperor's Corpse, Mountains and Rivers Shrouded in Mist

All at once, the temperature of heaven and earth surged.

Roaring flames danced wildly like fire dragons. Little Black's expression shifted slightly, and it suddenly turned to look behind it, only to see Lin Cheng produce an enormous, bizarre furnace from nowhere and toss the Immortal Emperor's corpse inside with a bang.

"..."

Little Black's mouth fell open in astonishment, revealing its sharp fangs.

"What is that thing? How can those flames be so hot? And have you gone mad? Using something like this in a place where living beings gather—aren't you afraid of causing... Huh? Where are we? This doesn't seem to be that little mountain..."

Suddenly, Little Black trailed off and looked around in every direction.

It discovered that, at some unknown point, it had entered another space. An inexplicable aura that could not be dispersed filled heaven and earth here, while both the sky and ground were somewhat gray and hazy.

"Where is this, another Small World?"

Little Black's eyes were bewildered. This Small World differed from the Spacetime Small World; it did not possess that wantonly twisted, bizarre despair. Instead, it held only a vastness too profound to fathom. Little Black abruptly looked at Lin Cheng in shock. "Where is this? An Immortal Emperor's Small World?"

The strength of this Small World was clearly far greater than that of those fragile ordinary Small Worlds. Here, Little Black found that it could not even shake space. Forget casually tearing through space to travel—it was exceedingly difficult even to make it ripple.

The space here seemed even more stable than the Heavenly Realm's!

"This is the interior of one of my treasures. You can call it the 'Primeval World.'"

Lin Cheng smiled and answered.

This was the interior of the Primeval Pearl. Within the misty, boundless space stood