The Domain God Talisman burned to ashes in an instant.
A strand of power so profound yet brimming with overwhelming pressure covered the entire altar.
That was the rare power of the Seventh Realm in the Xuanhuang Realm.
It was the power of a Domain!
It could flatten this entire place in an instant.
It could also destroy nothing more than a single speck of dust.
—It could be controlled with complete ease.
The oldest of the Nine Great Stewards of the Dao Sect had used the last trace of his power to activate this talisman.
He had only one goal.
To kill himself.
Liu Tianfeng had underestimated the power of this Domain God Talisman.
He had thought the Sixth Elder had merely left behind a strand of the might of a Domain.
In reality, it was far more powerful than Liu Tianfeng had expected.
Anything below the Sixth Realm could be annihilated!
Even an ordinary Sixth Realm cultivator could fight it!
Such a terrifying force obliterated everything in the blink of an eye.
The white-haired old man had been directly reduced to ashes!
His robe, the steward's Token at his waist, and even the Spiritual Artifact blade that had fallen beside his feet—all of it within a few feet of him had been completely annihilated!
Nothing had been left behind in this world.
Yet beyond that small area, the wind was calm and the waves were still.
Not even the slightest aftershock spread outward.
That was the power of a Domain!
Inside a Domain and outside a Domain were two entirely different scenes.
Liu Tianfeng, one of the Nine Stewards of Outer Sect, had died at Chixi Stream.
The group of Outer Sect Disciples were practically frozen on the spot.
Everything had happened far too quickly.
As ordinary disciples,