Chapter 277: Forsaken Domain and It’s Eight Part!!! [Part-2]
Forsaken Domain and It’s Eight Part!!! [Part-2]
"They aren’t from the Fallen Leaf Domain..."
Leon muttered softly.
The thought had barely formed when the battle suddenly changed.
Boom!
The pink-haired woman raised her delicate hand.
A dazzling light erupted.
The old man’s four-legged divine statue trembled violently before being pushed backward hundreds of meters.
His sleeves exploded.
Several cracks appeared on the ancient artifact.
The woman remained standing calmly above the endless abyss.
Not even a strand of her hair had become disordered.
Her red-pink eyes suddenly shifted.
They landed directly on Leon.
The battlefield instantly became silent.
Even the old man froze.
For the first time since Leon arrived, the mysterious woman stopped fighting.
Her beautiful brows knitted slightly.
She had sensed his presence earlier.
However, after truly observing him, surprise flashed through her eyes.
An invisible divine sense spread outward.
She attempted to probe Leon’s cultivation.
Yet the moment her perception approached him, an overwhelming sword intent emerged.
Sharp.
Dominating.
Untouchable.
It was as though countless swords guarded him from every direction.
Her divine sense couldn’t advance even a single step.
A trace of astonishment appeared in her gaze.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
"Who are you?" The woman let out a clear and pleasant voice.
Her voice carried neither hostility nor friendliness.
Only curiosity.
Only pinnacle experts could enter this domain.
Since Leon had appeared here, he naturally possessed sufficient strength.
The woman had fought the old man for several days without determining victory or defeat.
Now another unknown expert had appeared.
Naturally, she had to identify him.
Leon looked up.
The blood-red wind swept through his shoulder-length black hair.
His midnight robes fluttered softly.
He lazily stretched his back before leaning against the broken tree.
The atmosphere around him was completely relaxed.
It was as though he were not standing in the middle of a battlefield between pinnacle experts.
Facing her question, he casually replied,
"Leon."
The pink-haired woman blinked.
"Leon?"
She repeated the name softly.
Then she searched her memories.
One second.
Two seconds.
Nothing.
She had never heard of such a person.
After a moment, she slowly shook her head.
"I don’t know you. Are you a cultivator from my Celestial Crown Domain?"
"Celestial Crown Domain?"
Leon’s eyes flickered.
This was the first time he had heard someone mention such a place directly.
Ancient records immediately surfaced within his mind.
His late teacher, Zeon, had once told him that the world was far larger than most cultivators imagined.
The Forsaken Domain was divided into Eight Great Domains.
The lowest among them was the Fallen Leaf Domain.
It was the homeland where Leon had been born.
The land where the Drake Empire stood.
The place where countless cultivators spent their entire lives believing it was the center of the world.
Above the Fallen Leaf Domain existed the Black Rift Domain.
Above that stood the Scarlet Moon Domain.
Then came the Azure Heaven Domain.
Those four domains formed the lower world.
Beyond them were the truly terrifying realms.
The Celestial Crown Domain.
The Terra Monarch Domain.
The Eternal Origin Domain.
And finally...
The legendary Empyrean Immortal Domain.
Countless ancient legends claimed that true immortality existed only within the Empyrean Immortal Domain.
Throughout history, countless supreme experts crossed domain after domain seeking that sacred land.
To most people in the Fallen Leaf Domain, the Empyrean Immortal Domain was no different from a myth.
A place where immortals walked among the stars.
A realm beyond imagination.
Leon had always considered those stories distant legends.
Yet now...
A living cultivator from another domain stood before him.
His interest immediately increased.
At the same time, he couldn’t help stealing another glance at the pink-haired woman.
Even now, her beauty remained breathtaking.
Long pink hair flowed behind her like a river illuminated by sunset.
Her sharp red-pink eyes possessed both innocence and authority.
Her fair skin glowed beneath the crimson sky.
The pink-and-white robes she wore seemed woven from clouds and moonlight.
Golden celestial flowers were embroidered across the fabric.
One side of the robe revealed a long, graceful leg whenever the wind brushed against the silk.
Everything about her seemed unreal.
Like a fairy who had wandered into the mortal world by mistake.
Pink-haired fairy...
Leon unconsciously gave her a title in his heart.
He still didn’t know her name.
On the other side...
The pink-haired woman was secretly experiencing her own turmoil.
Outwardly, her expression remained calm.
Cold.
Elegant.
Untouchable.
Yet internally...
Her thoughts were far from peaceful.
The moment she had looked closely at Leon, her heart had strangely skipped a beat.
She had met countless geniuses.
Saints.
Holy sons.
Young emperors.
Heirs of ancient immortal forces.
Yet she had never encountered someone quite like him.
The black-haired young man stood casually amidst a battlefield capable of destroying worlds.
There was no fear.
No tension.
No arrogance.
Only confidence.
A confidence that seemed engraved into his bones.
Most importantly...
He was unbelievably handsome.
The thought appeared suddenly.
The woman immediately suppressed it.
Her beautiful face remained expressionless.
However, she still found herself unconsciously observing him.
Just a little longer.
Why is he...
So handsome?
The thought embarrassed her slightly.
She quickly looked away.
Fortunately, neither Leon nor the old man noticed.
Leon finally withdrew his gaze and answered her question.
"No, I’m not a cultivator of your Celestial Crown Domain, but from the Fallen Leaf Domain."
The moment those words left his mouth, both the old man and the pink-haired woman visibly froze.
The old man’s eyes widened.
Even the pink-haired woman’s calm expression changed for the first time.
A cultivator from the Fallen Leaf Domain?
A pinnacle expert?
Impossible.
The Fallen Leaf Domain was known as the weakest among the Eight Great Domains.
How could such a person emerge from there?
For the first time since meeting him, genuine surprise appeared in the pink-haired woman’s beautiful eyes.
Meanwhile, Leon merely smiled.
The reaction was exactly what he expected.
After all, if the ancient records were true...
The Fallen Leaf Domain was the very bottom of the Eight Great Domains.
Yet here he was.
Standing in the middle of a battlefield between experts from higher realms.
The blood-red wind howled across the ruined wasteland.
Black clouds rolled overhead.
The atmosphere suddenly became far more interesting than before.
Shaking his head, Leon said, "No, I’m not a cultivator of your Celestial Crown Domain, but from the Fallen Leaf Domain."
