545: Chapter 545: I'm afraid the other side won't dare to answer the call when I ask you to deliver the message!

The Guardian Dharma Master's residence, the courtyard was quiet.

Li Heng lay on a rocking chair, eyes half-squinted as if asleep.

On the stone table, a flash of blood-red light flickered across the pitch-black stone slab, disappearing so fast it seemed like an illusion.

But in the next second, Li Heng extended a finger and lightly tapped the tabletop.

“Tock.”

A soft sound.

The stone slab jerked violently like a startled rabbit.

“Stop playing dead.”

Li Heng didn't even lift his eyelids, speaking lazily, “You were glowing quite happily just now. What, afraid I'd see?”

The stone slab lay silently, with no reaction.

“Playing this game with me?”

Li Heng chuckled, sat up from the rocking chair, and picked up the stone slab, weighing it in his hand.

“Let me guess, who are you reporting to? That ‘Master’ of the Eternal Ice Plains?”

“The signal is too weak. Across half the world, what is this little bit of energy enough for? I'm afraid even sending the words ‘save me’ would be intermittent.”

As he spoke, he extended his other hand, a faint, almost imperceptible golden flow of light swirling around his fingertips.

“Forget it, seeing how hard you're working, I'll give you a hand.”

As his voice fell, he flicked his finger, and that wisp of golden light accurately merged into the black stone slab.

Hum!

The stone slab trembled violently, the eerie patterns on its surface seeming to come alive. A blood-red pillar of light, thousands of times brighter than before, shot into the sky, instantly piercing through the clouds and projecting towards the far north.

This pillar of light not only contained the original warning message from the stone slab but also carried a wisp of overbearing, pure aura that seemed to stand above all things.

Having done all this, Li Heng casually tossed the stone slab back onto the table, lay back in his rocking chair, and grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the side.

“Alright, the express delivery has been sent out urgently.”

“I want to see if this Master of yours dares to sign for it.”

...

At the same time.

Chihuang Realm, the Far North, the Eternal Ice Plains.

This was a forbidden zone for life; even light seemed frozen upon reaching this place, appearing dim and stagnant.

Beneath the endless glaciers lay an unimaginably grand underground palace.

The entire palace was carved from unknown black cold ice, radiating a bone-chilling cold.

In the deepest part of the palace, a figure sat on a throne a hundred zhang high.

It was a man wearing an ice-blue robe, his face handsome to the point of being demonic. His eyes were tightly closed, as if he had merged with this ice plain, remaining motionless through the ages.

Suddenly, a black altar in the center of the hall lit up without warning.

A blood-red pillar of light descended from the sky, accurately projecting onto the altar.

The man on the throne moved his eyelids slightly.

In the next moment, he slowly opened his eyes.

What kind of eyes were those?

There was no emotion, only pure coldness and deathly stillness, as if reflecting the scene of the end of the Universe.

“A warning from the Wang Family?”

His voice wasn't loud, but it created echoes in the empty hall, and even space seemed to ripple from being frozen.

“Useless, they can't even protect an altar and a token.”

The man slowly stood up from the throne, his hundred-zhang-tall body looking down at the altar below, his expression showing no ripples.

He was the master of the Eternal Ice Plains, a terrifying existence forgotten by the world—Ice Venerable.

He reached out, preparing to read the information in the warning.

But just as his fingertips touched the blood-red pillar of light, his expression suddenly changed!

Boom!

An overbearing and peerless aura that didn't belong to this world at all suddenly surged back along the pillar of light!

This aura was warm and vast, yet carried a majesty that brooked no desecration, forming the most intense clash with the deathly aura of this ice plain!

“Pfft!”

Caught off guard, Ice Venerable was actually knocked back half a step by this aura, his internal blood and Qi churning.

For the first time, shock and horror appeared on his face, which had remained unchanged for ten thousand years.

“This is... what power is this?!”

He stared fixedly at the pillar of light, as if trying to see through it.

In the pillar of light, the information sent by the Wang Family was no longer important.

What mattered was a faint, almost imperceptible intent mixed within that aura.

It wasn't words, nor was it a Divine Thought, but a pure ‘Will.’

It was as if it were saying:

“I see you.”

“I'm coming.”

A blatant provocation!

An indescribable humiliation!

Ice Venerable's handsome face instantly contorted, the deathly stillness in his eyes replaced by a towering rage.

“Bastard!”

He roared, and the entire underground palace shook violently. Countless icicles fell from the ceiling, only to be crushed into powder by an invisible Qi field in mid-air.

“No matter who you are... you're dead!”

He issued a cold command to the empty hall.

“Pass the order!”

“Awaken all the Ice Sealed Demon Guards!”

“Activate the ‘Abyssal Prison Suppression’ array!”

“This Venerable will personally... go and meet this guest who doesn't know the meaning of death!”

...

Divine Capital, Qilin Hall.

Xuanyuan Hong had already issued a series of swift and decisive orders.

Thirty thousand Imperial Guards pounced on the Wang Family residence like wolves and tigers. The once-mighty thousand-year-old Family couldn't even organize a decent resistance before absolute power and was uprooted.

The entire Divine Capital fell into a massive earthquake because of the Wang Family's downfall.

Countless forces intertwined with the Wang Family felt themselves in danger.

Meanwhile, the heads of the Sun, Li, and Zhao families were currently kneeling below the hall, cold sweat soaking their court robes, not even daring to lift their heads.

They had witnessed the destruction of a behemoth and, for the first time, felt the unchallengeable edge of imperial power.

Xuanyuan Hong sat on the Dragon throne, looking at the trembling officials below, a sense of unprecedented exhilaration rising in his heart.

The frustration suppressed for over a decade was swept away today.

And all of this originated from that man.

That Guardian Dharma Master who carried an altar, casually dropped the corpse of a Soul Transformation old monster, and then said he was going to ‘take a stroll’ in the forbidden zone of life.

Xuanyuan Hong took a deep breath. He knew that his era had only just begun.

He looked at the three Family heads kneeling at the very front, his voice calm yet carrying an unquestionable majesty.

“The Wang Family committed treason; the evidence is conclusive.”

“But I believe that within the Divine Dynasty, there is more than just one Wang Family.”

“My dear ministers, what do you say?”

The bodies of the three Family heads trembled, their souls nearly frightened away.

He wanted them to... give their pledge of loyalty!

“Your Majesty is wise!”

Li Yuanjing, the head of the Li Family, reacted the fastest, slamming his head on the floor.

“I... I am willing to atone for my crimes with merit! I know the Zhao Family... no, it's the Zhang Family in the west of the city, they have always been secretly colluding with the Wang Family, smuggling contraband!”

Just as he finished speaking, the head of the Zhao Family also became anxious.

“Your Majesty! The Sun Family... the Sun Family's mine outside the city, the Wang Family has a half-share in it!”

A purging storm sweeping through the entire Divine Capital began in this Qilin Hall in a comical yet cruel manner.

Xuanyuan Hong watched all this coldly. He knew this was only the beginning.

He would use the Guardian Dharma Master's supreme Divine Might to dig out these tumors entrenched in the Divine Dynasty one by one!

...

Guardian Dharma Master's residence.

Li Heng was leisurely cracking melon seeds, as if the changing winds and clouds outside had nothing to do with him.

Suddenly, his movement of cracking melon seeds paused for a moment. He looked up with interest toward the far north.

He felt it.

A cold, angry aura, also carrying a bit of bluster, came from the end of the world far away, locking onto his location.

“Oh, a reply?”

Li Heng grinned, casually tossing away the melon seed shells in his hand.

“Quite efficient.”

He stood up from the rocking chair, stretched, and his joints made a series of crackling sounds.

“The delivery has arrived, and the other party has signed for it.”

“It seems it's time to go to their door... and collect a good review.”

Before his voice had even faded, his figure had already disappeared from the courtyard.

Leaving only the melon seed shells all over the ground and that empty rocking chair still gently swaying.