Chapter 2008: 830, our strength no longer allows us to keep a low profile?_3
The Contend of Ten Thousand Realms need not be contested anymore.

All origin powers transform into heavenly punishment, triggering a desperate struggle with the powers of Ten Thousand Domains.

Unless one is confident in conquering the powers of Ten Thousand Domains alone, they ought not touch the illusory dragons in front of them, not even a prod.

“Boom—”

The void trembled, and at least half of those dragons in front burst through the dark world, disappearing from sight.

That was the territory of the Upper Third-Rank Domain.

When these dragons rushed in, they naturally caused a bloody storm.

The remaining dragons charged towards the lingering world below.

Han Muye’s figure shot out directly, not towards the dragons but smashing into the void ahead.

He raised his hand, and a crack tearing through the void appeared.

On the other side, a domain no smaller than the Lingxiao Domain appeared, hurtling towards the Lingxiao Domain.

Streams of sword light rose from that domain, so dazzling they reflected the sword light from the Lingxiao Domain.

Desolate Heaven Territory.

At this moment, Desolate Heaven Territory fused with the Lingxiao Domain, the powers of both equally matched, both aggregated through the power of the Sword Path.

A three-foot-long sword that could soar to the skies appeared, twining within the void and shredding the bodies of two dragons.

The dispersed origin power collided with the world below that was fusing, causing the origin of the world to ascend rapidly.

At this moment, a golden screen appeared between heaven and earth.

Within the screen, cities, mountains, and palace structures emerged, ephemeral and trembling.

Eventually, these images dissipated, turning into golden characters one after another.

“Wanling Palace.”

“Floating Cloud Peak.”

“Twelve Demonic Paths.”

“Nine Mystic Sword Sect.”

…

After hundreds of names, Han Muye saw two names that were not far apart.

“Nine Mysteries City.”

“Lingxiao Sword Sect.”

In this moment, not just the trembling and fusing Contingent Domains saw the golden list, but also the Upper Third-Rank Domains witnessed these resplendent golden names.

“Hehe, Wanling Palace’s suppression of Ten Thousand Domains has never changed; this is the tradition of our Galaxy Universe,” a young man controlling a Primordial Puppet Refinement Fighter said with a smile on his face, speaking softly.

“It’s a pity that Master Han is nowhere to be found. If he were here, our Wanling Palace might be able to sweep all the forces directly,” murmured a middle-aged man with an aura of murderousness, as two bloody Puppet Fighters stood beside him.

“Rest assured, once the cultivation of the upper third-grade Heavenly Beads is complete, those hidden powerhouses will naturally appear.”

The radiant eyes of the speaking youth looked towards the dragons crashing into the world, “The Primordial Dragon appears, and the condensation of the upper third-grade Heavenly Beads is not far off.”

In another mountain range, Huang Zhihu, clad in light red armor, rested his gaze on the Golden List in a hall.

“No need to say it, it must be Brother Han who went to Nine Mysteries City,” Huang Six waved his hand, displaying a hint of a smile.

“However, there are still several forces above our Nine Mystic Sword Sect, which means we still have room for improvement.”

Hearing his words, the others in the hall burst into laughter.

“When the worlds merge and finally become a Contend Domain, we must protect Nine Mysteries City with all our might,” Huang Zhihu said solemnly, looking at the people in the hall.

“The forces in the Upper Third-Rank Domain will be the first to act, cutting down those forces that fuse and arrive.”

His words silenced the hall.

Meanwhile, in a hall of another large city, a black-robed middle-aged man showed confusion in his eyes.

“Elders, am I seeing this wrong?”

“Our Lingxiao Sword Sect has actually made the list?”

“Although we have stepped into the Upper Third-Rank Domain, we have always maintained a low profile, never competing with others.”

His face revealed a trace of melancholy, looking towards the people below, “Could it be that our strength no longer allows us to keep a low profile?”

“But within the surrounding thirty-two cities, which one isn’t stronger than us?”

“The Heavenly List, could it be… mistaken?”