William heard Lex's words and, seeing that no one else was hiding their divine domains, also dispelled his domain's concealment effect.

  As the hidden divine art dissipated, Han Fei's divine domain gradually materialized in clarity.

  The moment William's divine domain appeared, the classroom erupted in uproar.

  "Impossible! Without family support, how could his domain be so vast?"

  "Look at the size – nearly a million square kilometers? How did he achieve this?"

  "Inconceivable! Could his core devotees be transcendent species? How many domains has he invaded?"

  "Holy shit! The genius strikes again! Samuel, look – this is ten times larger than your domain!" Richard blurted out excitedly to the previous record-holder.

  Samuel studied William's domain with widened eyes. Hearing Richard's tactless comment, he smiled calmly: "Visual estimates suggest about a million square kilometers indeed. My 120,000 km2 domain pales in comparison. Remarkable."

  Lex observed William's domain with newfound interest. Having reviewed William's file earlier, he knew this was an orphan without family backing. The domain's scale implied constant, successful invasions during his absence – a feat requiring substantial strength rather than mere luck.

  "Kid," Lex narrowed his eyes, "truth time – are your devotees transcendent species?" Suspicion laced his voice as he revisited their earlier conversation.

  "Genuinely not," William responded earnestly, his expression odd. "Just common species without supernatural capabilities." This marked Lex's second interrogation on the matter.

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  In William's two-decade experience across divine realms, he'd encountered transcendent species like the grotesque forest sprites – 20cm tall green-skinned goblins wielding plant manipulation. Their arboreal defenses had crumbled when 15 million winged leap-locusts razor-scythed entire forests into barren plains.

  Lex maintained his skeptical gaze. "Regardless, trial candidates require testing. The arena's prepared." He gestured as a 10-million km2 domain approached.

  "Rules:" Lex declared, "Invade this domain at designated coordinates. I'll deploy cannon fodder through adjacent invasion channels. Your performance against them determines qualification. Questions?"

  "Post-test channel disengagement?" William inquired urgently. Severing invasion channels always tore domain fragments.

  "Withdraw your devotees post-battle. Arena handlers will sever channels and reclaim fragments – no salvaging permitted." Lex explained that handlers were domain-keepers whose core devotees had perished, leaving only common believers unaffected by fragmentation.

  Satisfied, William awaited the trial confidently.

  "Begin!" Lex marked invasion coordinates.

  Transparent tendrils of invasion channels extended from both domains. William's consciousness inhabited a venom-dart dragonfly scout emerging into a desolate badlands testing ground. Two kilometers away, Lex's channel brightened as 50,000 armored goblins marched forth – disciplined ranks wielding spears, tower shields, and composite bows.

  Lex's demi-god projection materialized above the goblin horde. "Five legions of trained goblin warriors. Demonstrate your worth, boy. Surrender now if losses prove unbearable."

  William responded by deploying 50,000 mutated leap-locusts through his channel. These bio-engineered iterations far surpassed primitive goblins in armor-piercing claws, chitinous plating, and hyper-metabolic agility. More crucially, as fanatical devotees, they knew no fear – a critical advantage against mortal troops vulnerable to morale collapse.