The Contend of Ten Thousand Realms need not be contested anymore.
All origin powers transform into heavenly punishment, triggering a desperate struggle with the powers of Ten Thousand Domains.
Unless one is confident in conquering the powers of Ten Thousand Domains alone, they ought not touch the illusory dragons in front of them, not even a prod.
"Boom—"
The void trembled, and at least half of those dragons in front burst through the dark world, disappearing from sight.
That was the territory of the Upper Third-Rank Domain.
When these dragons rushed in, they naturally caused a bloody storm.
The remaining dragons charged towards the lingering world below.
Han Muye's figure shot out directly, not towards the dragons but smashing into the void ahead.
He raised his hand, and a crack tearing through the void appeared.
On the other side, a domain no smaller than the Lingxiao Domain appeared, hurtling towards the Lingxiao Domain.