Xuan Zi simply couldn't believe his eyes.
Under Huo Yuhao's spiritual control, a brand-new domain, one that belonged to him alone, was about to take shape.
This domain had originated from the method of condensing killing intent in the Ghost Killing Art bestowed upon him by the Ghost Demon Venerable.
It was as if it had been expanded from that very method.
If he had to find a similar domain to compare it to, then it might have resembled the Divine Slaughter's Domain, bestowed by the Capital of Slaughter ten thousand years ago.
But the Divine Slaughter's Domain was composed mostly of bloodlust and baleful energy.
The domain Huo Yuhao was now forming, on the other hand, focused more on killing intent and spiritual power.
There was even a faint trace of the Soul Path within it.
Though there was an element of taking a shortcut to it,
no matter what, the fact that Huo Yuhao had managed to condense this brand-new domain was enough to demonstrate his talent and genius.
In the stands, Xuan Zi drew a deep breath, his curiosity about Huo Yuhao growing even greater.
Actually, on closer thought, the appearance of this domain made sense.
He thought back.
When Xuan Zi had stepped in to save that girl named Wu Feng, he'd already sensed something unusual about Huo Yuhao.
At the time, Huo Yuhao had filled the space around himself with killing intent, managing to suppress and weaken his opponent to some extent.
He simply hadn't paid it much mind.
After all, though it was the beginnings of a domain, it was still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from becoming a true one.
The difficulties involved were such that a person might not overcome them in a lifetime.
Even Xuan Zi himself, despite having