"A domain? How is that possible? How could a mere Golden Core Realm cultivator possess a domain?" The Demon Race man's expression changed drastically, shock filling his face. Without further hesitation, he gave a slight shake of his body, and a domain field even purer than Chen Fan's instantly descended, shattering Chen Fan's domain.
"Too late!" Chen Fan said coldly. The Divine Silkworm Seal in his hand pulled open the small black coffin, and a strand of blazing, terrifying white light shone through the gap, falling squarely upon the Demon Race man.
A horrifying pressure suddenly crashed down. The Demon Race man's domain field instantly became utterly vulnerable and shattered in an instant. Then his body began to split apart as well. The Demon Race possessed physiques vastly tougher than those of humans, but beneath the pressure of an Integration Realm expert's corpse, he ultimately could not endure even two breaths.
"Ah... my clansmen won't let you off..."
Bang!
In the end, the Demon Race man exploded with a thunderous boom, turning to ash.
Bloodstains also appeared across Chen Fan's body. He swiftly shut the lid of the small black coffin, and the pressure finally ceased its fierce onslaught. The lingering might spread outward through the desert in rippling waves.
"I can't stay here long!" Chen Fan watched the residual force spreading away, his expression turning slightly grave. After taking a piece of Pure Wood Essence from his Storage Ring and putting it into his mouth, he mounted his flying sword and turned into a streak of light, racing in the direction those people had previously taken.
Yet he flew for a full three days before finally reaching a dilapidated little Marketplace. Cultivators came and went within it, all of them Nascent Soul Realm or Golden Core Realm cultivators.
Chen