Chapter 366: 366 Chapter 366: The Dongfang Family Awaits Burial After laying down the formation, Dongfang Yi’s heart trembled slightly. A god-level formation master was indeed extraordinary. The skills had merged into his being, casually wielded, and completely natural. "Dongfang Yi greets Master An." Dongfang Yi did not arrogantly call himself the ruler, appearing very humble. He also knew that in the presence of a fellow god-level being, his status as ruler was useless. Only his identity as a god-level expert allowed him to converse with Meng Anwen as an equal. Meng Anwen and Dongfang Yi had met once many years ago, so there was no need for pleasantries. "Ruler, just state your business directly. There’s no need to ascend the Three Treasure Hall without a reason." Dongfang Yi recounted the disappearance of his daughter Dongfang Yao and Lin Moyu. Meng Anwen’s expression changed slightly, "They’re missing?" Dongfang Yi nodded, "Indeed, they’re missing, but the teleportation array has been tampered with, and we can’t untangle it." "Please lead the way, Ruler." Meng Anwen did not hesitate, as it involved Lin Moyu, so he naturally would not refuse. The two transformed into streaks of light and flew towards the palace. In the blink of an eye, they landed in front of the teleportation array inside the palace. Meng Anwen stepped into the teleportation array, waved his hand, and closed his eyes to sense it. After a moment, Meng Anwen said, "It has indeed been tampered with." "The one who tampered with it is quite skilled, completely disrupting the formation lines." Dongfang Yi asked anxiously, "Can it be untangled?" Meng Anwen let out a light laugh, "Not difficult!" With a series of finger movements, formation runes flew into the teleportation array. The teleportation array continuously emitted ringing sounds and trembled unceasingly. Dongfang Yi remained silent, as specialized skills were beyond his comprehension. In just a few minutes, the teleportation array suddenly emitted a brilliant light and hummed. Meng Anwen said softly, "Done." Dongfang Yi was overjoyed, "Can Master An determine where my daughter and Lin Shenjian went?" Meng Anwen said softly, "The last teleportation..." Then his expression changed, "It was the [Corpse Realm] that your Dongfang family has guarded for generations!" "What!" Dongfang Yi turned pale in shock. "How could they have ended up there!" "Impossible, the [Corpse Realm] has been sealed, and the only passage is not here." "How could they have teleported there from here?" Dongfang Yi was somewhat flustered. As the ruler and a god-level expert in the Dongfang family, he was well-versed in the [Corpse Realm]. The [Corpse Realm] had already been sealed, and it was almost impossible to teleport there, defying common sense. Meng Anwen continued to sense the teleportation array, and gradually, a cold smile appeared on his face. "Not a bad method, using the Seal-Breaking Firestone to briefly break the seal and conduct a random teleportation." Dongfang Yi was stunned. The Seal-Breaking Firestone was not a human artifact but an item from the Abyss demons, condensed from the fires of the Abyss, capable of breaking most seals and formations. Even the seal on the [Corpse Realm] could be broken for an instant with the Seal-Breaking Firestone. In that instant, the teleportation array was used to throw Lin Moyu and Dongfang Yao into the [Corpse Realm]. After hearing this, Dongfang Yi’s expression turned grim. The Seal-Breaking Firestone came from the Abyss demons, indicating that the one who tampered with it had ties to the Demon Worshippers. His first thought was that the Demon Worshippers had infiltrated his Dongfang family. The Demon Worshippers had already infiltrated the council, which was shocking enough. Some time ago, he heard that something similar had happened at Fortress No. 9 in the military. He never expected the Demon Worshippers to have infiltrated his Dongfang family as well. This was a huge deal, so huge that he could hardly believe it. "Master An, can you find out who it was?" Dongfang Yi asked without the slightest hesitation. Now, finding Dongfang Yao was secondary; the matter of the Demon Worshippers was too significant. As the ruler, he was clear about priorities. However, Meng Anwen did not share his view. "That’s not urgent; he can’t escape. First, tell me how to get to the [Corpse Realm]. I need to bring Moyu back." Meng Anwen now wore a cold smile, his eyes filled with killing intent. How the Dongfang family handled this was none of his concern. Lin Moyu’s matter was what he cared about. The [Corpse Realm] was not a good place, a terrifying world left behind from an ancient battle. Lin Moyu’s entrapment there was undoubtedly dangerous. Dongfang Yi smiled bitterly, "There’s no way to bring him back." "Say that again?" Meng Anwen’s voice turned completely cold. The aura of a god-level expert rose from his body, and the temperature in the palace dropped sharply. Meng Anwen had not taken action in decades, and no one knew the true extent of his terrifying power. Dongfang Yi quickly explained, "It’s true, my daughter is also trapped in the [Corpse Realm], and I’m very anxious too." "But the [Corpse Realm]... truly has no way out." "Alas, please come with me, Master An. You’ll understand once you see." Dongfang Yi walked into the teleportation array and quickly formed a few hand seals, and the two were instantly teleported to another location – an underground space of immense proportions. The circular space had a height of at least 500 meters and a diameter exceeding 10 kilometers. A majestic formation was laid out here, slowly rotating and humming. A large amount of elemental energy was being drawn from underground and infused into the formation to sustain its operation and consumption. Meng Anwen frowned slightly, "A god-level formation?" Dongfang Yi nodded, "It’s a god-level formation left behind by our ancestors." Meng Anwen did not ask further and stepped into the formation, forming a hand seal. "Formation spirit, come forth!" Any god-level formation would have a formation spirit. Formation spirits possessed intelligence, and the higher the level and age of the formation, the greater the intelligence of the formation spirit. A massive sphere of light appeared within the formation. "Greetings to the god-level formation master, welcome." "I am the spirit of the Demon-Sealing Formation." As expected, it could communicate, and its intelligence was indeed formidable. Meng Anwen asked, "What is your purpose?" Formation spirit: "To guard the seal of the [Corpse Realm] and issue warnings. To cooperate with human experts in blocking corpse invasions." The formation spirit would not lie; although intelligent, it was simple. It could only engage in simple communication and would not think independently. Meng Anwen continued, "I want to enter the [Corpse Realm]." Formation spirit: "Forbidden. The Corpse Realm opens once every hundred years, and it is sealed during the interim." Meng Anwen frowned slightly, "But what if I must enter?" Formation spirit: "The formation will self-destruct, and all its energy will be used to reinforce the seal. Below the quasi-divine realm, forcible entry is impossible." Meng Anwen did not doubt the formation spirit’s words, as he could sense the terrifying energy accumulated within the formation. This energy was enough to make even a god-level expert like himself tremble. It was unknown how many years it had been accumulating. If all of it were used to reinforce the seal, the seal on the [Corpse Realm] would be as solid as metal for at least a few decades. This was the last opportunity for the human race. Meng Anwen asked further, "How long until the next passage opens?" Formation spirit: "Three years and 677 days remaining." Over three years – a long time to wait. Meng Anwen pondered for a moment and asked, "If someone accidentally enters the [Corpse Realm], how can they return?" The formation spirit said, "At the center of the [Corpse Realm], there is an exit. If they are human, they can return through exit 677." Meng Anwen said solemnly, "Good. If anyone returns through the exit, notify me." As he spoke, he left a wisp of a spiritual imprint on the formation spirit. The formation spirit resonated, "Your instructions will be obeyed, respected god-level formation master." Meng Anwen left the formation, and the formation spirit disappeared. The next second, killing intent rose from Meng Anwen’s body. "Now we can deal with the traitors in your family." "Dongfang Yi, if Xiaoyu returns safely, all will be well, and you can continue as the royal family." "But if anything happens to Xiaoyu, the Divine Summer Tower will come in person. The White God’s fist, the Mad God’s blade, and the army’s battle formation – I don’t think you want to see any of them." Dongfang Yi’s face changed dramatically. This was a very serious statement. It was almost a direct threat: if Lin Moyu dies, the Dongfang family will be buried with him. Dongfang Yi wanted to say something, but he couldn’t find the words. He never imagined that things would escalate to this extent. Meng Anwen didn’t care about his emotions and continued, "Xiaoyu is my disciple, as well as the disciple of the White God and the Mad God. Xiaoyu’s elder sister is the disciple of that person, the only disciple." "The siblings have a very close relationship, even sharing the Primordial Rune." "Xiaoyu is a god general, the youngest god general among the human race." "So, you better pray for your own good." Meng Anwen’s words seemed like self-talk, but they were meant for Dongfang Yi to hear. To make Dongfang Yi understand that the situation was far more serious than he thought. As he spoke, a faint thread of energy appeared in Meng Anwen’s hand. The thread, made of energy, pierced through space and extended far away. "Follow this thread, bring the person here, and interrogate him thoroughly. Until Xiaoyu’s situation is confirmed, he must not die." ---