Starting with magical girls, I'll reign supreme for eternity.

"It's alright. Even if you regret it, I, Lao Hei, don't care. I will definitely repay your kindness, Mother!"

"Alright, alright, and you're not allowed to call me 'Mother' or anything like that!"

"Ok."

This black dragon reminded the emperor of the sycophantic lackeys he had when his empire was still in existence.

It's giving me a headache.

Staring at the endless, pitch-black space, he sat on the ground, curled up, hugging his legs and resting his head on his knees, his long, dull, dark red hair hanging limply: "I thought I could save her, leave her with a deep impression before I died, so she would never forget me, never forget the Cursed Realm. Now look what happened, I saved a useless little thing. She probably has no idea what I've been doing..."

The thought of this made the emperor so embarrassed he wanted to die.

His head was almost buried in the ground.

That can't be right, he's clearly already dead. Is this some new curse?

Is Death's whisper chasing after me to let me know how stupid I was before I died?

I can't breathe.

I regret saying so much back then.

If I say anything less, that magical girl might think I risked my life to preserve her power.

Now all I can think is that this idiot lost his life for such a tiny gadget.

Kind of funny.

His dignified yet arduous life ended in such a ridiculous and laughable way...

"No, I don't want that kind of thing..."

The emperor couldn't help but look up at the sky and sigh softly.

"What do you mean you don't want?"

A cold voice immediately made the emperor freeze.

She looked up and found that the space around her had suddenly become bright.

Purple flames began to burn all around.

Above her, a purple-clad girl sat on a golden throne, staring at her indifferently. "What are you yelling about?"

After a moment of stunned silence, the emperor immediately prostrated himself on the ground, saying, "I am already dead."

The little black dragon next to her immediately imitated her, lying on its back with its four legs in the air, saying, "I'm dead too."

The emperor couldn't help but get up and kick the little black dragon, yelling, "Don't imitate me!"

The little black dragon immediately hid behind Ziyuan, looking aggrieved.

Looking at the magical girl who remained expressionless throughout, staring at him, the Emperor said helplessly, "I should have completely disappeared by now. The curse that formed the basis of my existence has been transferred to you. Why am I still conscious...?"

"To ensure the integrity of your curse, we'll simply absorb you completely as well."

Ziyuan said matter-of-factly, "I don't want my power to be incomplete, which would affect my future advancement."

"..."

"There's still much more to explain about the power of the curse. If you want to die, wait until you're no longer of any use."

The emperor couldn't help but smile. "May I take this as an invitation?"

“You can consider it a curse.” Ziyuan tilted her head. “Don’t you curse people love to call everything a curse? When in Rome, do as the Romans do. You can consider this a curse too.”

"You are not allowed to die before I have drained you dry."

“A curse isn’t like that.”

The emperor shook his head. "If there is no malicious resentment, even wishing for the other person to die is nothing more than a beautiful blessing."

"Think what you want."

Ziyuan was happy to accept it as a blessing.

After all, no company can refuse a good thing like employees voluntarily considering 996 as a blessing.

"May I know your name?"

"Aster".

"Magical Girl Shion," the Emperor murmured. "That's a beautiful name, Shion. Can I ask you for a favor?"

"Don't push your luck."

"Can we throw this black dragon out?"

"It's not that it's impossible."

"mom!"

……

In the end, after the little black dragon's desperate pleas and howls, the emperor finally softened.

They didn't actually throw the little black dragon out.

After all, that body still belonged to the little black dragon. If the little black dragon's consciousness were thrown out, it would be equivalent to the emperor possessing it.

However, this guy has found another mother, and lately he seems to have more and more "mothers".

Having so many mothers, I don't know what they're supposed to do with them.

In fact, even if the Emperor did not use his own life to preserve the power of his curse, Shion had already thought of using the form of a witch to preserve it.

Although there aren't many potions left, practice makes perfect. This time, all that's needed is the body of the witch Shion to forcibly preserve the power of the living planet. At most, we'll lose a black dragon nascent soul, which is negligible these days.

In the end, he was saved by the Emperor. Although it was meaningless, it saved him a lot of trouble. In the future, he would have an old lady by his side. He had also reached the first stage of the old man realm and could get the Emperor to help him solve the problem of using the cursed power.

She was quite satisfied with what she had gained; the trip was worthwhile.

Having resolved the issue within the Nascent Soul, Ziyuan looked up and glanced once more at the world that was beginning to shrink and crumble.

After the Emperor passed on the final curse to her, the collapse of the Cursed Realm intensified, and even independent spaces began to struggle to survive.

It's being compressed so rapidly that it's on the verge of disappearing completely.

Most importantly, the surrounding space has become more chaotic.

If you're not careful, you might get lost in the spatial turbulence.

That's why she immediately transformed back into a magical girl.

Although the Golden Calamity Dragon King had already improved in rank and was close to reaching the peak of the Flourishing Leaf Realm in terms of strength, heading straight for the Flourishing Branch Realm, it was still no match for this kind of spatial collapse and compression.

Even during spatial turbulence, it's not very stable. The precision issues of the Disaster Dragon's magic power limit the effectiveness of the Hibiscus Seed, making it easy to get swept away and lose your bearings.

After transforming back into a magical girl, purple magic spread across the sky, supporting a portion of the remaining space in the Cursed Realm.

To make it easier for her to find her way, the immense magic force even tore apart the shrinking space and forcibly expanded it!

Because the Cursed Realm collapsed too quickly, by the time she transformed back into Aster to support the remaining space, most of the exits had already been swallowed up.

Even if a massive amount of magic is used to rebuild the space, it will still be different from the previous space.

No trace of the original remains can be found.

After all, the speed at which the Cursed Realm collapsed was slightly faster than expected, but finding a way back is only a matter of time.

Shion planned to completely disrupt the surrounding space.

"Lord Sect Master."

It wasn't until the space was opened up to an unknown distance that Shion finally heard the familiar voice.

Therefore, he no longer made any rash plans to disrupt the space.

That familiar chill drew her magic to the frozen gap in space not far away.

"Here, Sect Master."

As she flew over, Bing Tang grabbed her hand and pulled her into the independent space previously occupied by Kaka from the Curse Realm.

Back in the safe space, I watched as the Cursed Realm gradually disappeared in the spatial turbulence until the entire world turned into nothingness.

Holding Ziyuan's hand, Bingtang stared blankly at the old world that had completely disappeared.

Only now did they finally realize the reality of their sect leader destroying a world.

It feels no different from frying an ant nest...

Were any other people from the Old World here just now?

Bing Tang nodded, and after the ice was thawed, the gap in the space completely disappeared.

After that, no one will ever be able to find the Cursed Realm again, and soon, no one will even know about it.

There once existed an old world here called the Cursed Realm.

"Has the Sect Master sensed it all in the Cursed Realm?"

"It's too obvious," Ziyuan said with a sneer. "Do you think my Qingyun Sect is some kind of disaster relief agency?"

Bing Tang smiled slightly, "I'll go find them one by one later. After I gather more information, I'll let the disciples handle it. It's time to give them some trials."

"Alright."

Ziyuan withdrew her hand from Bingtang's. "How are the remaining disciples' cultivation levels?"

“Except for Bai Mei, all of them have advanced to the Blooming stage, and some have even reached the Lush Leaf stage.”

"Oh?" Ziyuan's eyes lit up, finally showing some interest. "Which disciple is so outstanding?"

"Thousand-needle grass".

Upon hearing this name, Ziyuan fell into an eerie silence.

Bing Tang looked at her with a smile, "What's wrong? Shouldn't you be happy?"

"Hmph." Ziyuan snorted coldly. "It's nothing, just Maoye. Among the true disciples, only their senior sister has a chance to reach the Nascent Soul stage at this stage. She still has a long way to go."

"That's true, but you still don't really like her."

“It’s not a matter of liking or disliking…” Ziyuan shook her head. “Forget it, let’s not talk about her. I gained a lot from this Cursed Realm. I need to go into seclusion to cultivate. I also have new ideas about Bigu Pill. Maybe I can make Foundation Establishment Pill this time.”

"it is good."