Above the Netherfrost Sacred Domain.
Pressure surged.
The next second.
"United to invade our Netherfrost Sacred Domain, is that it?"
"Is this all the Eastern Celestial Realm is capable of?"
A voice boomed across the sky.
Thunder Heavenly Lord and the others focused their gaze.
There,
Qin Luo stood high in the sky, holding the Ten Thousand Demon Banner. Behind him, figures soared up from the depths of the sacred domain.
The Netherfrost Sacred Domain—finally showing itself!
Thunder Heavenly Lord warily glanced at the Ten Thousand Demon Banner in Qin Luo’s hand. The Ghost Nether King had fallen victim to its power before.
But!
They outnumbered them this time!
What could a mere demonic cultivator do?!
With that thought,
crackling lightning surged around him as he laughed loudly. "Brat! You’re truly extraordinary! To remain unfazed even in the face of us elders!"
"But alas! Today!"
He clenched his fist with a sinister grin. "Your Netherfrost Sacred Domain will be wiped out!"
At these words,
Qin Luo smirked. "Destroy us? With just you lot?"
Then, he roared, "Huo Feng’s Legion, where are you?!"
The moment his voice faded,
BOOM—!
Spatial vortices emerged behind the Netherfrost Sacred Domain as a legion of black-armored warriors marched forth amidst icy mist.
Leading them was Huo Feng herself.
Clad in crimson-gold battle armor, the flame mark on her forehead had now turned to frost—proof that she had become one with the Netherfrost Sacred Domain.
She raised her spear, pointing it at the Eastern Celestial Realm’s army, and the cultivators behind her roared in unison, their voices shattering clouds for miles.
At this sight,
Thunder Heavenly Lord’s face darkened. "Huo Feng?! You’re still alive?!"
Huo Feng sneered. "Old fool, I’ll outlive even your corpse."
With a flick of her spear, she declared, "Today, your blood will teach the myriad realms that our sacred domain’s might is not to be defied!"
The allied forces erupted in murmurs.
But the gamblers watching the live broadcast felt an uneasy premonition.
"Wait, this isn’t right. The Flame Domain’s ruler is here too—she’s no pushover!"
"Could the alliance actually lose?"
"Don’t scare yourselves! One Huo Feng can’t turn the tide!"
"Yeah, and Su Muwan hasn’t even shown up yet. Maybe she was injured in the battle against the Ghost Domain?"
"Probably!"
Unbeknownst to Thunder Heavenly Lord and the others, they had become the focal point of the entire myriad realms.
Countless eyes were now fixed on them.
Win. They had to win. They absolutely had to win!
That was the desperate hope in everyone’s hearts.
Meanwhile, Thunder Heavenly Lord and his allies suppressed their unease.
After scanning Huo Feng and Qin Luo, he mocked, "Where’s your domain lord? Too cowardly to face us?"
"Maybe she’s preparing her funeral arrangements."
The Azure Nether Sword Master ran a finger along his scabbard. "After all, she’s up against the entire Eastern Celestial Realm."
"Sending two representatives to die is at least a dignified way to—"
SPLAT!
Before he could finish,
under the stunned gazes of both the live audience and the battlefield forces,
the Azure Nether Sword Master instantly froze into an ice orb and exploded into frost dust.
Silence.
A suffocating pressure, thick as a python’s coils, gripped everyone’s hearts.
All eyes trembled in shock.
What… just happened?
The next second,
"Tch. Annoying trash."
A voice dripping with arrogance descended from above.
Everyone hurriedly looked up.
First, they saw a massive white divine beast.
Then, standing atop it—Su Muwan!
Xiao Bai, the divine beast, carried Su Muwan as she floated before the army, carefully suppressing her aura to avoid alerting otherworldly beasts.
"A sacred guardian beast?!" Thunder Heavenly Lord gulped. Unfamiliar with Xiao Bai, he assumed it was the Netherfrost Sacred Domain’s protector.
Its presence was overwhelming!
But…
If even the guardian beast had been summoned, the sacred domain must be at its limit!
With that thought,
he clenched his fists and forced a stiff grin. "Don’t falter! They’ve reached their breaking point!"
Do you even believe your own words?
The cultivators beside him stared at the frost dust still drifting in the air.
To annihilate the Azure Nether Sword Master—a half-step Dominator—in an instant…
Only a true Dominator could do that!
A Dominator…
They stood no chance!
The live audience across the realms also realized the gravity of the situation.
Though they had glimpsed hints of it during the battle against the Ghost Domain,
Su Muwan’s effortless slaughter now confirmed it.
"Holy shit! A Dominator?! A new sacred domain lord reaching Dominator realm?!"
"It’s only been a few days! No way! My betting points are gone!"
"Impossible! Stay calm! If the Netherfrost Sacred Domain has a Dominator, doesn’t our alliance have one too?!"
Everyone remembered—while Su Muwan was a Dominator,
so was the Eastern Celestial Realm’s strongest sacred domain lord!
On the battlefield,
Thunder Heavenly Lord and the others all turned to the old man meditating at the army’s core.
The Flying Sword Peak’s domain lord—Duan Jiujian!
On his back rested a sword case holding nine spirit blades, each a treasure that would spark wars if released into the world.
As the crowd’s focus shifted to him,
Duan Jiujian slowly opened his eyes. From beneath aged eyelids, sword light sharp enough to slice through void itself flashed.
When he stood, the nine swords in his case trembled with dragon-like resonance.
"Domain Lord Su," his voice was hoarse.
"Three thousand years… you are the first to force this old man to draw his swords again."
Su Muwan scoffed.
"Spare me the theatrics."
Her gaze was one of utter disdain, as if surveying insects. "I’m in a hurry."
With a graceful wave of her hand,
the world darkened.
"Come at me."
[Netherfrost Origin—Activate!]
CRACK—!
A wall of ice, ten thousand feet high, erupted from the ground, isolating the eighteen domain lords and their army of hundreds of thousands.
One versus eighteen!
The advantage was hers!
Thunder Heavenly Lord grinned wildly. "Ant! Your arrogance will be your—"
CLICK.
His voice cut off abruptly.
His pupils dilated with terror as he realized—
He couldn’t move!
Netherfrost Stasis—within this domain, none could act.
Then,
as casually as strolling through her own garden,
Su Muwan passed by Thunder Heavenly Lord.
BOOM!
He burst into a firework of ice.
Shards pierced through the protective barriers of nearby domain lords,
leaving gaping holes in their chests before they could even scream.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
With each step Su Muwan took, more domain lords shattered into frost.
Half-step Dominators—helpless before her.
Duan Jiujian, the only true Dominator present, struggled briefly against the time confinement.
His face twisted in realization. "Temporal Law?!"
With a thunderous crash,
his sword case exploded.
Nine spiritual swords transformed into radiant rainbows floating behind him as he stared intently at Su Muwan. "I underestimated you," he admitted.
"Did you?"
Su Muwan tilted her head slightly. "I, on the other hand, have never spared you a single glance."
The live-stream audience darkened their expressions.
?
Below the ice wall, Xiao Bai slowly blinked in confusion.
Seriously, Master? You’re as overpowered as ever—how am I supposed to show off now?
Qin Luo glanced up at the one-sided battle above and chuckled softly, tightening his grip on the Ten Thousand Demon Banner. "No rush."
Xiao Bai frowned. "What do you mean, no rush?"
"The young mistress’s infamous streak of bad luck will complicate things soon enough. That’s when you’ll get your chance."
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