Lost Sand World.
Though it was a small world with complete rules, and the rules of Green's World Garment had merged into it, squeezing inside and moving freely was still extraordinarily difficult. With a "pop," Green finally forced his way in under the full suppression and sealing of his own power.
It was as if the entire world were suppressing Green's body. One careless move, and he would be squeezed back out. Within this world, Green could not wield even thirty percent of his strength, much less dare use instincts such as elemental teleportation or True Time.
High in the sky, winds and clouds churned.
Crackle! Crackle! Crackle...
Clouds of yellow sand filled the heavens, gathering arcs of lightning as they struck at the tiny figure holding the Extreme Abyss Magic Staff. Yet Green could not resist in any form of energy, or it would trigger an even greater chain reaction. He could only endure the blows head-on, concealing and sealing every trace of power that inadvertently leaked out with even greater care.
These lightning arcs and sandstorms were the origin rules of the Lost Sand World.
Though it was only a small world, it was enough to help Green block the Fountain of Hatred's pursuit. Thus, Green did not choose to force his descent into it.
As Green opened the Truth Book, its pages rustled and flipped. More multicolored runes drifted out, writhing layer upon layer across Green's body. Soon afterward, the sandstorms and thunderous lightning sweeping in from all directions gradually began to disperse.
Green had finally stabilized himself within this world.
"Phew..."
He had barely let out a breath when yellow sand and black smoke spilled from his mouth. These were remnants of the negligible wounds inflicted upon Green by the Lost Sand World's origin power. Yet