Refining the Azure Heaven Sacred Thunder

"Is this the Southern Saint Domain's domain artifact, the Sea Suppressing Divine Stele?"

Lingxuzi reached out, stopping his fingertips three inches from the stele as he sensed the vast pressure emanating from within it. Its body was a deep azure, tidal runes flowing ceaselessly across its surface. It seemed to bear not a slab of stone, but the entire Southern Saint Domain's boundless seas.

The six elders gathered around, their gazes filled with wonder and gravity. Elder Qinghui stroked his beard in silence, while Elder Suxin narrowed her beautiful eyes. Even the ancient sword on the back of the normally taciturn Elder Jianchi gave a low hum, as though paying its respects to this domain artifact.

Lingxuzi withdrew his hand and stood with both hands behind his back. Heartfelt emotion crossed his refined face. "Since ancient times, the Four Domains of the Nine Heavens Continent have stood apart. No one has ever gathered all Four Domain Artifacts. Even possessing one is an extraordinary blessing, enough to establish a sect and reign supreme over a domain. Yet you youngsters..."

He paused, shaking his head with a chuckle as his gaze swept over Lu Changsheng and the others. "You actually did it."

"Perhaps everything has its destiny, ordained by unseen forces." Elder Yunlong gazed at the stele, his voice low. "The Eastern Mausoleum Domain Seal was shattered in battle, then restored through your efforts; the Sky-Mending Divine Cauldron was borrowed through a fateful connection; the Burning Heaven Furnace was obtained through an old friendship. And now, you have grasped the Sea Suppressing Divine Stele only after braving life and death. The four artifacts have converged by the will of heaven."

Leaning on a bamboo staff, Elder Qingzhu tapped it lightly against the ground.

"The Sea Suppressing Divine Stele, the Eastern Mausoleum Domain