The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

Outside the stronghold, Old Wei's foot, which had already stepped out, hovered less than half an inch before slowly and steadily retracting.

He was frozen in place, his eyes fixed on the dim curtain that was rapidly spreading around the silver giant in the distance.

The grayish-white dust melted upon touching the edge of that curtain, like snow meeting red-hot iron, leaving not a trace.

The curtain continued to push forward, leaving behind a scene of peace and silence, even swallowing the roars of the corpses and the sound of the wind.

Old Wei's lips parted slightly, and after a long pause, he uttered a single word: "Domain..."

He paused for two seconds after the words landed, and then his tense expression melted away layer by layer, like ice being baked by the sun.

He exhaled a deep breath, the corners of his mouth changing from a downward slant to an upward curve, a slight but genuine expression: "You little rascal."

I thought you had hidden enough.

"I didn't expect there to be so many hidden."

He shook his head, the movement carrying an indescribable mix of helplessness and admiration: "No wonder he never used signal."

As he spoke, he looked at the dim curtain that was rapidly squeezing the boundary of the Six Evil Domains, and the smile on his lips deepened slightly.

"This time it's really secure."

The atmosphere on the city wall of the stronghold was eerily quiet.

Zhu Yuanzhi had just closed the last portal with mixed feelings.

He returned to the slightly elevated platform of the command post and looked out over the battlements of the city wall.

Then his square face froze slightly.

On the battlefield, the ever-swirling gray-white dust once filled every gap between heaven and earth, but now, a dim curtain appears, and wherever it passes, the dust disappears completely, leaving not a single speck of ash behind.

Moreover, not only did the dust and ashes dissipate, but the auras of those crazed corpses also dropped after being shrouded in the curtain, as if they were being suppressed by something.

Even more strangely, the sounds in the environment were absorbed by the dim curtain. The battlefield, which was originally filled with roars, wind, sword energy, and the sound of the ground scraping, became unusually quiet inside that curtain, as if all the noise stopped at the edge of that curtain.

Zhu Yuanzhi's gaze froze on the curtain.

As a veteran who had worked on the edge of the restricted area for several years, he knew better than 99% of the people on the city wall at that moment what was happening.

Only one other field can suppress another!

The dim curtain before us, which is rapidly devouring the gray dust and various sounds, is undoubtedly the physical manifestation of another realm!

He took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

"field..."

"At this age...?"

The moment of stunned silence was brief. He quickly regained his senses, and a relieved expression appeared on his square face. The smile stretched so wide that it brought out the fine lines at the corners of his eyes.

"Old Wei, Old Wei," he muttered to himself, pointing in a direction outside the city wall, "no wonder he was still unwilling to return to the stronghold even after what happened just now."

"You've kept it a secret for a long time."

He let out a long sigh, and the line of his shoulder relaxed by half an inch.

"But this time, it's really—"

"It's safe now."

On the other side of the stronghold's city wall, Zhao Xuan's eyes reflected the dim and blurry battlefield that was rapidly spreading.

As a veteran of the ninth rank, he had seen his fair share of things, but at this moment, his mouth still opened involuntarily.

"this..."

He paused for several breaths, and when he swallowed the saliva in his throat, he made a very soft gurgling sound.

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he turned his head to look at Hu Lie beside him.

Coincidentally, Hu Lie also turned around at that moment, his face full of doubt.

He had never been on patrol at the edge of the restricted area, nor had he ever experienced a real domain-level confrontation. To him, that black veil-like thing was just an incomprehensible curtain.

He was about to ask, "Zhao Xuan, that layer of black stuff—"

Zhao Xuan waved his hand to interrupt him. "Old Hu," he said, his tone suddenly becoming serious, even carrying a hint of scrutiny.

"You and that junior named Wu You, no, senior, uh, no, that's not right either."

"Do you know that young man well?"

Hu Lie frowned: "Is that important? What I want to ask is, what exactly is that black, glass-like thing?"

Zhao Xuan shook his head, a subtle, enigmatic smile playing on his lips: "Of course it's important."

"Never mind, you'll find out soon enough."

He paused, turning his gaze away from the battlefield and looking intently at Hu Lie's face: "You're almost at the ninth rank too. After this mission, remember to come out for drinks more often."

Hu Lie: "???"

The irrelevant answer left Hu Lie stunned: Is this the time to talk about this?

. . .

In the center of the battlefield, the dim curtain surrounding the silver-white giant had spread over a considerable area.

Wu You looked up at the vast expanse of black clouds in the sky, his gaze piercing through the churning smoke on the surface of the clouds and landing on something deeper within.

He could sense that the other party was doing everything in their power to seize control of the area.

Yes, although the feeling was strange, it could generally be described as a sense of control or ownership.

It's like a struggle for the title of landowner!

Wu You realized that his Quanji Domain and the opponent's Seven Evils and Six Fiends Domain were diametrically opposed and could not coexist! Within the same area, only one of these two domains could exist! Moreover, whoever's domain was stronger would rule that space!

Whoever's home field is the most advantageous in terms of perception, rules, strength, and so on. Conversely, the object that is enveloped in the home field will have its perception, rules, strength, and so on suppressed.

This is the fundamental reason why the other party is determined to compete with him for dominance in this area, even at the cost of their own efforts!

At the same time, the enhanced perception under the Quanji Domain allowed Wu You to immediately lock onto the true core within the black clouds.

The mass was huddled in an inconspicuous corner at the edge of the dark cloud, resembling liquid sludge, with strands of dark gold patterns floating on its surface. These patterns were slowly wriggling, like living things.

But Wu You narrowed his eyes. He sensed something was wrong.

The sludge-like body was churning violently, its energy fluctuating wildly, like an oil lamp with an extremely unstable wick.

Sometimes it rises to a level far exceeding ten, and then in the next instant it falls back to a normal level within ten, fluctuating wildly.

"So it hasn't reached the eleventh level yet."

Wu You quickly made a judgment in his mind.

"And its state—"

"It seems to be using some kind of external force? Is that why it's so unstable?"

"No wonder its Seven Evils and Six Fiends Domains are so weak."

He recalled the moment his own Quanji Domain unfolded, and how the opponent's domain shattered and retreated piece by piece like fragile glass. That fragile sense of defeat was completely unlike the strength that a normal domain should have.

Considering the other party's extremely unstable state, an idea popped into Wu You's mind.

"No way?" He narrowed his eyes slightly inside the illusory form. "The opponent is only at the tenth level, yet it has mastered a domain? Could it be that its domain isn't its own?"

If that's the case, it means that the Lustful Clan has some means to "lend" their domain to others.

Isn't this a sophisticated way of "borrowing"?

Wu You's interest was piqued.

"interesting."