Damien's eyes completely turned golden without any blood, as he coldly roared, "Judgment Field!"
In the instant Damien roared, the golden phantom behind him raised its massive hand, holding a blurry weight scale, and the next moment, the Prosperity Law Hall trembled violently.
A blinding golden light shimmered from the scale as it started to expand. But it didn't stop there. Like a golden shockwave, the Judgment Field expanded far beyond the Hall—its radius unfurling uncontrollably, layer upon layer of unknown runes spiraling outward.
Ten kilometers. Fifty. A hundred…
In a breath, the entire Prosperity Sky Division of the Prime Heavenly Wealth King Sect was consumed by a vast dome of gold like a blazing sun.
Within the Prosperity Law Hall, expressions shifted from shock to hysteria because the people here were extremely familiar with the aura…
"What's going on?!"
"Why can't I move?!"
"This…this Law is too strange, too powerful!"
