The starting point is auspicious; the fiancée will not call off the engagement.

The moon is bright and the stars are few; Fangzhou stands in the universe.

He glanced at the azure planet beneath his feet, then turned and flew into the depths of space.

He wanted to open up the Holy Domain. Although he had already passed the tribulation to become a saint, he had already deduced the Holy Domain Law, so he couldn't just leave it unused.

Fang Zhou abandoned Xiao Yue once again, leaving her alone to guard the house.

As he passed by the moon, Fang Zhou glanced at it.

The moon's front side was not much different from what he had seen on Halloween Star.

But on the other side of the moon, a palace stands atop it.

There were many spirit beasts roaming around the palace. What caught Fang Zhou's attention was a group of Moonshadow Cats, which were clearly well cared for.

Come and learn some cat-raising tips when you have time.

To be honest, Xiaoyue was poorly raised by him.

Fang Zhou shook his head, no longer wanting to think about it, and flew into the depths of the starry sky.

I don't know how big the impact of opening up the sacred domain will be, let's find a place where we can set up an array.

The moment Fang Zhou left, a gaze from within the Moon Palace turned toward the spot where Fang Zhou had just looked.

"I wonder where these people come from, acting so rudely."

A clear, cold female voice rang out, and the spirit beasts in the Moon Palace all stopped moving and dared not utter a sound.

Fang Zhou knew nothing about this.

After flying through the starry sky for about half an hour, they finally found a suitable patch of empty space.

There were no stars around, and it was far enough away from Wansheng Star. The spiritual energy was even, and it didn't look like anyone had walked by.

Fang Zhou raised his hands, and the spiritual energy began to flow automatically along a certain route.

Fang Zhou then incorporated the laws of concealment and the laws of void into his spiritual energy, forming a concealment array that isolated heaven and earth.

Fang Zhou stood in the center of the array, sensing the isolated void around him.

With spiritual energy blocked and laws obscured, even the passage of time became blurred.

With his current level of cultivation, it is absolutely impossible for anyone below the Saint King realm to see through his abilities.

"That's about it."

Fang Zhou closed his eyes, subconsciously wanting to take a deep breath, before realizing that he was in space.

Fang Zhou chuckled at his own foolishness and focused his mind.

The killing theory states that ordinary cultivators must burn and transform their Dharma forms in order to open up a sacred domain.

But that's the mindset of the weak.

Within his dantian, the Dharma Image opened its eyes.

Ten thousand spiritual patterns condensed into a robe around Fang Zhou's body, and an invisible power attached itself to his Dharma form—that was his Dao.

The Dharma Image began to form hand seals. Inside the great formation, the void began to tremble and the spiritual energy began to boil, but everything was blocked by the great formation.

It seems he's quite good at understanding this formation.

Fang Zhou even had time to daydream. If he wasn't afraid of having too much of an impact, why would he need to form hand seals and gather power? At most, he would just be opening up a space.

Seeing that the formation was so sturdy, Fang Zhou quickened his pace and completed the preparations in an instant.

His gaze sharpened, and the space within his dantian shattered.

Fang Zhou's Dharma form sat upright in the very center of the void, his Dharma robe, condensed with countless spiritual patterns, radiating supreme brilliance.

Boundless power supported a void, and all laws of nature merged into it.

Fang Zhou looked up and saw nothing but boundless space, like a completely new universe.

Is my sanctuary really that big?

Fang Zhou's sacred domain is like a universe, expanding and growing infinitely, and may eventually evolve into a real universe.

Fang Zhou's Dharma form transformed into a bright sun, illuminating the sacred realm.

Since the holy name is Tomorrow, then the Holy Realm must also have Tomorrow.

When we fight with others in the future, this Dharma image might be able to pull off a trick against them.

After all, normally the Dharma form of the Holy Domain has already become the Holy Domain itself. Who would have thought that this decorative sun would be an invincible Thunder Dharma form?

Fang Zhou chuckled and opened his eyes.

Well then, give it a try.

My field expands.

Fang Zhou formed an incomprehensible hand seal with his hands, a smile of excitement on his face.

"The realm expands, tomorrow has no boundaries."

In fact, opening the Holy Domain does not require hand seals or chanting, but Fang Zhou still couldn't let go of it.

Thank you for your help. If we had to do it all over again, I would still choose you to win.

As soon as the words were spoken, the space began to be replaced.

The concealment array was covered by Fang Zhou's Sacred Domain, and the surrounding ten thousand light-years were all under the coverage of Fang Zhou's Sacred Domain. The light emitted by that bright sun illuminated everything.

At this moment, Fang Zhou grasped the core of the Holy Domain.

It turned out to be the case.

To exchange one's own heart for the heart of Heaven—that is the true purpose of the Holy Realm.

The Sacred Realm is a method of changing the heavens.

Fang Zhou looked up and saw that the birth and death of stars and the rotation of time and space were all within his control.

Moreover, he can continue to expand his Sacred Domain. No wonder opening up a Sacred Domain can meet the requirements for transcending tribulation; the improvement is so great.

So here's the question: why is Xu Huang so bad?

If they were within Fang Zhou's sacred domain, even Fang Zhou himself, who was at the Dharma Aspect Realm, could only barely manage to lead his people away, and might even suffer some minor injuries.

Fang Zhou reclaimed the Holy Domain; Xu Huang must be too weak.

Fang Zhou stopped worrying and turned to look at the sacred stele that had appeared out of nowhere.

The thing appeared out of nowhere, hovering in front of him, infinitely large yet infinitely small, radiating an irresistible attraction that made one want to look away.

Suddenly, the sacred stele shot an object towards Fang Zhou, and then disappeared.

Fang Zhou was unaware of the danger and reached out to catch it.

It was a small black stone tablet similar to the Holy Monument, with the words "Tomorrow" written on it.

What does "bold holy monument" mean? It means you sent me a monument.

Fang Zhou was a little confused. He looked at the small stele, remained silent for a while, and then began to imprint his mark on the small stele, refining and recognizing it as his own.

As the refining process was completed, a message flowed into his mind through the connection between the small monument and him.

After receiving this information, Fang Zhou looked surprised.

Immediately, the power of the Holy Domain was inputted, and the surface of the small monument began to change.

A familiar yet unfamiliar interface was revealed.

Oh, this chat group.

A fantasy cultivation chat group, I'll have to check this out.

Fang Zhou couldn't wait to click into the active world channel.

As soon as I clicked in, a message caught my attention; the date showed that he had just survived the tribulation to become a saint.

Look at you, saying, "Recently, a junior just passed the Saint Tribulation, claiming to be a Ten Thousand Saints. I didn't make a move, so shouldn't I get some benefits?"

Fang Zhou recognized him at a glance, and his lips twitched.

It's like you think you can beat me with a single move.

It seems this is a chat group exclusively for the Holy Land.

Fang Zhou fell into deep thought. Could he use this small stele, powered by the power of the Holy Domain, to relay information safely?

In this world, it is extremely difficult to transmit information over long distances.

Ordinary methods of transmitting information are easily intercepted or altered by monks.

Even the fluctuations in spiritual energy during a cultivator's practice can easily interrupt the transmission of messages.

Therefore, few people use long-distance communication. After all, for cultivators, communication methods that are inaccessible to mortals can be easily altered.

It's not that no one has thought of encryption methods, but if someone can't understand it, they can intercept it. Moreover, the greater the distance, the higher the possibility of the information encountering accidents on the way.

This has resulted in the fact that the old method of long-distance communication is still letters.

Fang Zhou composed himself and continued reading.