"Divine realm?"
While speaking, the crowd had already returned to Ten Thousand Sword City, with Wang Zhan and others heading straight towards the City Lord's Mansion.
However, nobody showed any intention of leaving.
Even the injured Wang Zhan remained seated in the Great Hall, his gaze fixed on the person before him.
After all, he wasn't very knowledgeable about these matters, naturally hoping someone would step forward to provide some answers.
That person took a sip of water before continuing, "The so-called divine realm can only be created by tearing apart the uppermost layer of space and forming a home of their own, achievable only by those whose strength reaches the terrifying level of a god-like existence!"
"In the divine realm, it might be a single person living, or perhaps a Sect, most possibilities exist, but the prerequisite is having the strength to open the divine realm, which I might possess if I can master the Ten Thousand Lightning Formation."
