In the end, it took the trio 2 years to traverse through the dangerous realm before finding a rift in space and using it to go back to their home realm.
But by that point, the trio had already broken through Magic Emperor and Martial Commander realms and were equipped with tons of combat experience after experiencing thousands upon thousands of life and death battles during their time within the dangerous realm.
Though the moment they stepped out of the Void and back into their own realm, Blake was there to greet them with a smile as he kicked them into a deeper and more dangerous realm without warning. "Had enough fun? Try coming back without my help now!"
"Without your help?" Hou repeated his words a few times before his eyes widened in shock. "So that rift in space was your doing?"
Alas, Hou hadn't gotten his answer before being struck by something heavy and passing out. When he woke up, he along with Kun and Qiu had already found themselves in a land of inferno, surrounded by 30 single horned men and women pointing spears at them.
"Ah shit, here we go again." Kun sighed.
***
"Carl, bring my uncle more Roka Cola!" Sacred Ancestor Kun ordered.
"Yes, sacred ancestor." Prince Carl bowed once before the two before scurrying away to get more drinks for their guest.
"Damn, Roka Cola is still alive after one thousand years? This cola brand is a tenacious one." Blake quietly praised on the side.
After being slapped and reprimanded by Blake, Sacred Ancestor Kun and Blake finally got down to business.
"So, 500 years after I died, a system message appeared in the sky on a random sunny afternoon? Sounds cliché. What did the system message say?" [Blake]
"The Magic Spirit/Martial Soul Mod has been removed from the world. A new work in progress mod has been added to the world!" [Kun]
"What was the name of the work in progress mod?" [Blake]
"You're not shocked that a system message appeared in the sky?" [Kun]
"Of all the things I saw in my last life, a system message appearing in the bright blue sky would have been the least inconspicuous event to date. Heck, you should have seen Cthulhu rising up from the depths of the River Styx only to be pushed back by Daedalus and Anubis. Or that time when the King of Salt in his water giant form fought against Ancient Emperor in his kaiju form for 30 days and 30 nights straight. Now that was weird." [Blake]
"You mean the calamitous battle that brought tsunamis and earthquakes to Japan for 30 days and 30 nights? Carl's history textbook wrote it as one of the country's most disastrous times in the past 1000 years. And the Cthulhu battle…okay yeah, that is pretty weird." [Kun]
"So, what was the work in progress mod called?" [Blake]
"Uhm…the system message didn't say but, the kingdom's researchers have hypothesized that the current work in progress mod has something to do with people still being able to cultivate without the usage of Martial Souls and Magic Spirits."
"Oooh, that's neat." [Blake]
"Hm, and so, the kingdom's researchers have named this work in progress mod as Magic Martial World v2 Mod. We're still waiting for the United Nations' green light so that the Swordfish Kingdom may claim to be the pioneer of this major discovery." [Kun]
"Why v2? Was there a v1 before?"
"About this…according to the kingdom's historians, yes…there has been another Magic Martial World Mod appearing within this world. It was 3 millennia after the ascension of the first Magic Martial God, Ivan Chaos…approximately 5 millions years ago did something similar to the current work-in-progress mod appear within this world."
"Ivan Chaos…Chaos…Teacher Chaos!" Upon muttering this oddly familiar name, something within Blake's mind clicked.
'I understand now, Teacher must have been the master of this realm first before he ascended to Heaven later on. I'm guessing this Magic Martial World v2 Mod was created by either Teacher or someone related to Teacher.'
Seeing Blake nod his head vigorously, Sacred Ancestor Kun asked in confusion. "What are your thoughts about it, uncle?"
"In my opinion, although the addition of the Magic Martial World v2 Mod might have been abrupt and caused national emergencies everywhere, the Swordfish Kingdom shouldn't be worried about it." [Blake]
"Why's that?" Sacred Ancestor Kun asked.
Despite being asked by his reincarnated uncle to not worry so much about it, he was still skeptical and wary about the whole situation. He didn't know whether the current mod would turn out to be something disastrous in the future.
At his current age of 541 years old, he was extremely cautious with every action made. Even going to the bathroom required immense contemplation in case an enemy country were to attack his kingdom during his pee break.
"Heh, I'm just going to say that this mod may have something to do with me…Bye!" Blake smirked before his body slowly turned transparent.
"Huh? Wait, you're leaving already?" Sacred Ancestor Kun hadn't even said goodbye yet before Blake teleported away. "Well, time to change new guards for the clan's ancestral grounds."
Swordfish Royal Clan's Ancestral Ground Entrance
The two guards who blocked and looked down on Blake previously had their heads chopped off by an unknown weapon and were now lying lifelessly in a big pool of blood. As for the perpetrator? Who else but Blake could have done it? Not only did he kill two guards that belonged to the royal clan, he even looted their corpses mercilessly.
Upon receiving the report, all Prince Carl could do was smile wryly while Sacred Ancestor Kun let out a big, hearty laugh.
"The Executioner, he's back!"