Outside the oven, that silhouette seemed to tear through the cosmic sky, descending from above, so vast and towering that the face was indistinct, like an endless, sky-high Giant.
"So big..."
They swallowed hard, watching the eerie red lights flicker on, all four powerful figures showing a hint of apprehension.
"No, it's not that he's big, it's that we've shrunk."
"Space... we've been compressed into a certain space."
"What is the ability of this Divine Object?"
"We've been stuffed into some kind of pocket."
"No, it's an oven... a square, glowing red oven!"
Each of these people rules a vast region of multiple universes and directly controls 100% of a Parallel Cosmos transformed into their cosmic domain.
Within their domain, they command the wind and rain, immensely powerful, deciding the lives of countless people, the fate of dynasties, the so-called Immortal gates, various Holy Lands...
In their eyes, mere ants.
Yet now...
