With a thunderous roar, four figures descended from the sky, their auras overwhelming as they hovered above the Netherfrost Sacred Domain.
Their arrogant gazes swept over Qin Luo, Su Muwan, and the others below, as if they were nothing more than ants to be crushed underfoot.
No way!
Su Muwan was stunned.
Why did trouble always find her the moment she arrived somewhere?
Had her "villain magnet" trait followed her all the way from the lower realm?
And seriously! Why was everyone so damn arrogant?!
Clenching her fists, Su Muwan’s expression darkened.
She refused to let anyone outshine her when it came to arrogance!
Meanwhile, Qin Luo glanced at the four figures in the sky and raised an eyebrow.
Well, well.
Even the envoys were at the Supreme Realm.
What was this? Had the world already reached the point where Supremes were as common as dogs?
No matter. He just happened to need more information about the Great Thousand Worlds.
These fools would do nicely to fill in the gaps.
With that thought, Qin Luo took a step forward and smiled amiably. "Fellow Daoists, are you... threatening us?"
Hearing this, the envoy from the Nine Heavens Profound Domain snorted coldly, pointing his spear downward. "A mere newborn Sacred Domain dares to be so insolent?! Why haven’t you knelt before us?!"
The envoy from the Netherghost Domain let out a sinister chuckle, his voice hoarse. "It seems the ruler of this newborn Sacred Domain has no sense of propriety. In that case, don’t blame us for being impolite."
The envoy from the Blazing Flame Domain sneered, flames swirling around her. "A pitiful, ignorant little domain like this has no right to exist in the Great Thousand Worlds."
As for the envoy from the Celestial Calculation Star Domain, his expression remained indifferent. He had no intention of attacking.
Instead, he spoke calmly. "Lord of the Netherfrost Domain, this is your last chance. Join our Celestial Calculation Star Domain, or face a declaration of war from all four Sacred Domains."
"Your Sacred Domain will be annihilated tod—"
SMACK!
"Guh—!"
His words were cut short.
Qin Luo had teleported right in front of him and backhanded him across the face.
With a mocking glance at the other three, whose eyes were twitching in shock, Qin Luo sneered. "Enough with the nonsense! A bunch of trash who abandoned the lower realm to lick boots in the upper world—how dare you put on airs in front of my lady?!"
"This slap is for your betrayal! For abandoning the lower realm and flying up here alone!"
Hiss—!
The others gasped.
So fast!
The Celestial Calculation envoy clutched his stinging cheek, his head tilted from the force of the blow.
Qin Luo’s words pierced through him, exposing his shame.
His mind went blank.
What...
I... just got slapped?
The Blazing Flame envoy shrieked, "You vermin! Do you even know who we—"
CRACK!
Before she could finish, she was shattered into icy fragments by a surge of frigid law.
The remaining envoys felt their pressure skyrocket.
Instant annihilation?!
Then—
"Hmph."
"Status?"
"Before this princess, your so-called status is no different from dirt."
Su Muwan had appeared before them without warning, her overwhelming aura bearing down on them.
Her cold gaze swept over the three, making their breath hitch.
Cold sweat dripped down their faces.
Such terrifying mastery of law!
Once one reached the Supreme Realm, the gap between cultivators was supposed to be minimal.
Insta-kills like this shouldn’t be possible!
And yet—
What had they just witnessed?
A Supreme being crushed like a bug!
Gulp.
They swallowed hard, staring at Su Muwan in horror.
This wasn’t an ordinary Supreme!
She must have comprehended the laws of the universe millennia ago! Otherwise, how could her understanding be so profound?
Even the most talented prodigies in their Sacred Domains couldn’t wield such tyrannical law power!
There was no way a bunch of lower-realm nobodies could possess such monstrous talent!
But—
Given the current situation...
Their eyelids twitched.
Madmen!
These two were absolute madmen!
Didn’t they know this would trigger an all-out war between Sacred Domains?!
Were they not afraid?!
Outside—
"Nah, I think we should kill this one. This guy’s way too full of himself."
"My lady, I disagree. Let’s kill the talkative one and keep the Celestial Calculation guy. His domain’s name sounds like he knows a lot."
Hey, hey, hey!!
Their pupils trembled violently.
Since when did the conversation turn to "how many to kill and how many to spare"?
Were these two demons in human skin?!
Sure, murder was commonplace in the Great Thousand Worlds.
But—
When it was their lives on the line, they weren’t exactly thrilled about it.
Just as Qin Luo and Su Muwan were about to reach a decision—
"Wait!!"
The Netherghost envoy lifted his head in panic. "Even in war, envoys are not to be harmed!!"
"If you kill us, there will be no turning back!"
"A Sacred Domain war would be a waste of lives and resources! Why go that far?!"
"If you don’t want to negotiate, let us return! We’ll discuss it with our lords and—"
CRACK!
Before he could finish, an ice spike from Su Muwan reduced him to nothing.
"Too much talk."
Su Muwan scoffed, then turned a chilling smile toward the remaining two, who were frozen in terror.
"You think I’m an idiot?!"
"You came here with malice, and yet you expect us to let you go?"
"In small worlds, the rule is to cut the weeds and dig up the roots."
"Not to mention in a vast world like yours."
"Luo Luo, what treasures do you think these people's sacred domains hold? What do you get if you win a Sacred Domain War? Should we give it a try too?"
"This is so exciting—it's just like playing a game!"
"Keh keh keh keh!!!"
As Su Muwan spoke, her excitement only grew.
The other two were left dumbfounded.
Seriously?
Do you even understand how grave a Sacred Domain War is?
It’s an all-out slaughter between sacred domains, where every living being is dragged into the fray!
Guardian spirit beasts are unleashed, and the carnage that follows is beyond horrifying!!
How—how is any of this fun?
Do you think people just respawn after they die?
Without the power of something as heaven-defying as the Law of Life,
those who perish in a Sacred Domain War can only move on to the next life!
And let’s be real—no one in the vast universe possesses the Law of Life!
Even if someone did, do you really think you could just take it from them?
The two immediately made up their minds—run!!
The moment the thought crossed their minds—
Whoosh—!
Two sacred gates materialized.
These were the entry portals to the Nine Heavens Profound Domain and the Celestial Calculation Star Domain.
The two envoys bolted toward their respective gates.
Their eyes locked onto the exits.
Almost there! Almost there!
Just a little farther—just a little farther!!
And I’ll be... safe...
Swish!!
The next instant,
a figure blocked their path.
The envoys: "!!"
Qin Luo raised a hand, smiling amiably at them. "Sorry, but this place is full."
Swish!
In the next moment—
Gurgle...
A sinister banner, wailing with the echoes of the dead, suddenly appeared in Qin Luo’s grasp.
Ten Thousand Demon Banner—manifest!
He gazed at the terrified duo and said, "Since you’re here, fellow cultivators,"
"why not join me for some tea inside my Ten Thousand Demon Banner?"
With that, Qin Luo reached out and seized the souls of the two Su Muwan had obliterated earlier.
The four: "NO!!"
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