Chapter 669: Fallen Nation

"Frozen Wasteland!" The White-browed Taoist roared the words and flung both hands outward. In an instant, within the Domain, the temperature plunged. It was not ordinary cold. It was an extreme chill condensed from the Power of Rules. The Ice Rule. The air dropped below freezing in the blink of an eye. Moisture crystallized into ice and drifted down in a glittering flurry. Then, with the White-browed Taoist at its center, frost spread in savage waves. Wherever it passed, even space seemed to...