As Lily, Isadora, and Masha activated their teleportation charms to flee, the Loose Immortal suddenly raised his hand.

"Wait. Temptress, stop." His voice carried enough pressure to freeze the air around them. "I am Texa. Your captain, Phantom Blackwood, sent me to pick you up."

All three women halted mid-flight, blinking in confusion.

"Huh?" they said at the same time, each tilting her head as if they had misheard him.

Texa simply motioned for them to follow.

A few minutes later, Isadora and Masha hovered beside the drifting shadow of the Shadow Pearl, unsure how the Immortal had located it, while Lily slipped through the shadow membrane and entered the ship’s concealed space.

Inside the shadow realm, Tyler stood waiting. Lily rushed forward instantly and hugged him tightly.

"It might be late," she whispered, "but welcome back."

Tyler patted her back, relieved she was safe. "Thanks. Oi, what happened to Ling Tian?"

"He’s in my pocket dimension. He lost consciousness."

Tyler nodded and raised his voice so everyone could hear. "Remember—pocket dimensions and storage items won’t function once we enter the Tesseract. Make sure you take out everything you need now."

Darla stepped forward. "Should we wait for the rest of the fragments to gather?"

Tyler turned toward her and grinned mischievously.

"What fragments? We already have more than enough."

He reached into his pocket dimension and casually pulled out dozens of Orion Cube fragments. They tumbled to the ground, glowing intensely as they hit the floor. Everyone stared in disbelief.

The moment the fragments touched the surface, the entire sea outside began to shake.

Above them, Washing Gram Marvel sensed the disturbance. "Something enormous is coming," he muttered.

Hurricanes erupted out of nowhere. Waves rose like liquid mountains, smashing against each other in a violent frenzy. The sky rippled with distorted light.

Then Arkansas reacted.

The gigantic mouth at the center of the whirlpool opened, releasing a torrent of seawater. It erupted upward like a geyser, shooting straight into the sky with such force that, from space, it would look like a spear of water piercing the atmosphere.

The geyser shifted color. First red, as if Arkansas was vomiting blood. Then bright blue, glowing like liquid starfire.

As the mouth drained completely, Arkansas itself dried up. The sea around it twisted violently as something metallic and ancient began to rise from deep within its throat.

Isadora watched from above and almost dropped the cube fragment in her hand.

"Don’t tell me... Did all the fragments really gather?"

Lily’s earlier words returned to her mind.

My captain can even bribe anomalies.

Isadora’s face darkened. "No way... don’t tell me he actually bribed Arkansas."

Before she could recover, the ocean exploded.

A massive blast surged through the waves, and an entire island rose from the depths—an island etched with glowing runes and towering palaces.

"It’s the Sea Dragon Palace," Masha whispered.

Moments later, the sky rumbled. A second landmass descended from the clouds.

"The Sky Dragon Palace... both at once?" Isadora gasped. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Loose Immortals descended one after another, forming a ring around the emerging cube-like structure rising from Arkansas’s Maw. Their Qis were overwhelming, a storm of ancient power converging on one point.

Then the sky split. A golden chariot shot downward like a comet and landed near the Loose Immortals.

The moment they saw him, several Immortals stiffened in fear.

"He... he’s a Beginner Immortal...," someone whispered.

Another voice followed immediately. "But no True Immortal should be able to enter the Tesseract. How is he still alive?"

The man stepped off the chariot with a hateful expression.

"Damn Tyler White," he growled. "Because of that brat’s curse, I lost most of my cultivation. This time... this time, I hope I can finally kill him properly."

He clenched his fan tightly, eyes burning with murderous intent.

Feng Feiyan had arrived, "I wonder what is happening here."

┉┈ ◈ ◉ ◈ ┈┉

On the sea, the giant floating Cube appeared. At first glance it looked like a massive metallic block rising from the depths of Arkansas’ Maw, but the longer one stared, the less "cube-like" it became.

The structure refused to obey normal geometry.

Every time it rotated, new faces appeared. Corners bent inward, then outward, then folded into themselves as if space was being cut, stitched, and rearranged in real time. Lines extended and collapsed, rearranging the cube’s shape without ever breaking apart.

It was like looking at a shape that existed somewhere between dream and impossible mathematics.

To the naked eye, it seemed to shift between eight faces, then sixteen, then sixty-four. Yet in truth, none of those faces were real. The cube was not only rotating in the air, it was rotating through an extra axis of space.

A fourth direction.

A fourth dimension.

Even the Loose Immortals floating nearby struggled to comprehend it. Their divine senses scanned the structure, but their senses kept collapsing as if crushed by invisible walls. Every time they tried to measure its height, its width stretched. Every time they measured its depth, a second depth unfolded behind it.

"What... what kind of object has more corners when you turn it?" Old York muttered with trembling eyes.

"It isn’t turning..." Highwa corrected slowly. "It’s slipping through different versions of itself..."

Reflected light bent unnaturally across the surface. The cube cast shadows in wrong directions, some bending upward, some falling sideways, and some forming shapes that didn’t even correspond to the cube itself. For a moment, Isadora thought she saw the shadow of a staircase spiraling upward into nothing.

The sea beneath it fared no better. The water warped into spirals, then straightened into mirror-like planes. Some waves flowed backward. Others froze mid-crest. The cube’s presence alone rewrote every natural rule around it.

One of Immortal said loudly , "This is... a 4D construct. A Tesseract. A shape meant for beings beyond our world."

Inside the cube’s shifting layers, faint blue trails flickered, pathways that led somewhere, yet nowhere. It looked like a labyrinth folding upon itself, rearranging corridors before they could even exist.

Masha stepped closer, mesmerized, "So this is the Orion Tesseract," he muttered. "A doorway that only forms when all twenty-two fragments meet."

The cube pulsed once, and an impossible ripple spread through the sea, sky, and space itself. Everyone felt the pressure, like standing on the edge of a world about to split open.

Isadora swallowed hard, "It feels like... if we walk inside, we might enter a place where we don’t even exist yet."

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"Oops. Looks like I did something excessive again," Tyler said with a perfectly straight face.

Darla stared at him with trembling eyes. "Why? Why can’t you ever do something normal?"

Tyler ignored her misery and clapped his hands. "Anyway, listen up. There’s a very high chance all of you might die inside the Tesseract, or you might come out as Beginner Immortals. So make sure you grasp the opportunity."

Darla wanted to scream, but she held it in.

Tyler began handing out the duplicated Orion fragments. When he gave one to Lily, he added, "Bring Washing Gram Marvel with you. That Loose Immortal outside should come along."

"Huh? Everyone gets to go?" Darla asked in shock.

"As expected, this is extremely risky..." Tyler muttered to himself. He took out his pocket dimension pearl and examined it with a frown. "I can’t store the entire ship inside the pocket dimension. Why did I even connect the pocket dimension to the ship’s internal systems..."

Serena materialized beside him. "It is theoretically possible to shut down the entrance and store the pearl in another pocket dimension. However, the ship’s primary energy circuits and several arrays are linked to the first pocket dimension. If we disconnect it, the entire ship may collapse."

Tyler froze, then slowly turned toward his copper pot and copper ladle.

His eyes began to shine.

Mana appeared , "Tyler... no... I can hear your thoughts. It’s extremely danger"

But Tyler wasn’t listening.

Meanwhile, outside the shadow, the storm and chaos had separated the Phantom Pirates from the other groups. Tyler exited the ship, rising into the air while extending his divine sense in all directions.

"Fantastic," he muttered. "Two Dragon Palaces are after my head. Feng Feiyan? Somehow this one is here too. And out there in that dark region... that feels like an Abyssal aura. Those Succubus who cursed me must be nearby. Why is everyone gathering here? Did I trigger a world event by accident?"

Tyler rubbed his temples.

He had expected trouble, but not every single enemy faction converging at the same time.

"Alright, think... how do I get inside the Tesseract without being killed by half the world?"

He folded his arms, tapping his chin, the very picture of someone who had created a disaster and now needed to escape it.

A moment later, his eyes lit up.

"Oh..."

A slow grin spread across his face.

"I think I have an idea."

The last time Tyler said those words, an entire Dragon Boat was vaporized.

Now, something even bigger was about to happen.