Divine Asura Domain, Eastern Star Domain, Cang Yun Realm.
The high-tier Great World that had once blazed with immortal light and flourished with fortune had now become a realm of death.
The World-Protecting Grand Formation had long since shattered. Spiritual energy within the realm had run dry, its laws were in chaos, and ruined walls littered the landscape.
Elder Xuan He stood above the Cang Yun Realm with his hands behind his back, surveying it all with an icy expression.
Behind him stood three thousand silver-armored Divine Asura Guards bristling with murderous intent, along with dozens of Hunyuan Wuji Realm experts whose auras ran unfathomably deep.
"Elder." A commander from the Enforcement Hall stepped forward and bowed. "We have confirmed that not a single cultivator at the Hunyuan Realm or above survived."
"There is also a faint trace of spatial fluctuation lingering at the scene."
At those words, Xuan He's lips curved into a cold smile.
"Fankong..."
He murmured the name, a flash of killing intent passing through his eyes.
"Relay my orders."
"Search outward in a fan-shaped sweep, with the Cang Yun Realm at its center."
"Drive the Crossing-Domain Divine Shuttle at full power."
"Let's see how far you gutter rats can run."
He turned and stepped aboard the ancient-looking Crossing-Domain Divine Shuttle, which radiated a faint great Luo Dao rhythm.
"Find them."
"Leave none alive."
"Pursue."
At his command, the divine shuttle became a streak of black lightning and vanished instantly.
Within the vast Chaos Void, a game of cat and mouse had officially begun.
The Crossing-Domain Divine Shuttle moved at an incredible speed. Each flicker carried it across distances that ordinary cultivators would need tens of thousands of years to traverse.
At the same time, in another star domain within the Divine Asura Domain.
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