Grandmaster Three Realms

The old woman narrowed her eyes as she watched the blue pillar of fire, her gaze flickering.

"Burning order..." she murmured. "There is such an ability in this world?"

She had lived for nearly two hundred years. She had seen countless Grandmasters and witnessed countless Heart Images. Yet this was the first time she had seen something capable of burning order.

That ability was far too dangerous.

If it was truly as she sensed—if those flames burned order itself—then the level of this newly advanced Grandmaster's ability was simply rare in this world.

The old woman tightened her grip on her cane. Her figure flashed, and she too swept toward the pillar of fire.

In the span of a few moments, more than ten Grandmasters had gathered above Xingjing.

And the direction in which they had gathered was that secluded little courtyard.

Little courtyard.

Xu Wuyi withdrew his gaze from the towering pillar of fire.

Grandmasters could connect with the energy of heaven and earth, creating vast visual spectacles known to the world as Dharma Images. This was the first realm of a Grandmaster.

After that came two further steps: compressing the Dharma Image into a domain, then condensing it into one's own Divine Intent.

Yet at the Grandmaster level, it was already difficult to draw clear distinctions using realms alone. Even combat power did not depend entirely on one's realm; they were merely rough divisions.

Xu Wuyi had now reached the stage of the Dharma Image. Though he had only just begun, it was already a qualitative transformation.

From this day onward, he was no longer a Martial Artist who could only passively accept order. He was a Grandmaster who could actively establish order.

He lowered his head and looked at his hands.

The pillar of fire was