"Do you think this will work?" Qian Er asked, his eyes shining as he looked at Yong Xuehai.
Yong Xuehai's mouth hung open; he pinched himself twice to make sure he wasn't dreaming.
"No way, Qian Er, you're playing this big now...?"
Qian Er smiled. "How feasible do you think it is?"
Yong Xuehai pondered for a moment. "Theoretically feasible, but specifically, it depends on your combat strength. The higher your combat strength, the greater the chance of success for this operation."
Combat strength?
"...Alright, alright, I know combat strength is your forte. No need to stick your nose up so high."
Yong Xuehai quickly waved his hand.
"Then, shall we prepare now?"
Qian Er chuckled.
Yong Xuehai looked at his student, still finding it hard to accept.
But soon, a smile spread across his face.
Such a crazy plan; I love it!
Let's just do it!
That afternoon, two Dark-type Beast Tamers arrived at the Imperial Academy and began preparing to do something that would shake the world.
...
The Icefang Dragon Clan's territory.
Now, this territory had members of the Federation present at almost every moment.
Although the Ice King was once again being suppressed by the humans, this only further proved the ambition of the humans.
Just because everyone can't argue with the humans doesn't mean they're fools.
The Federation was now basically established, but there was still a constant stream of races coming to apply for membership.
The Ice King's attitude towards these races was to accept all who came.
If too many races came, he would simply add a new branch.
"Your Majesty, would you like to rest? You haven't closed your eyes for days."
An Icefang Dragon True King on the night shift looked at the Ice King with some concern.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. What's my cultivation level now?" The Ice King smiled.
"It's a good thing that races are still joining us. We need to show the myriad races a little sincerity."
"This is different from the Eight Clans Alliance. Back then, everyone had ulterior motives. If you were too easy to talk to, they would really treat you like a pushover."
"Most of the races in the Myriad Races Federation are far weaker than us. We have a natural deterrent effect on them, so showing some grace will make them more willing to cling to the Federation."
The Ice King meaningfully educated the younger members of the clan.
"I don't understand. These small races have no strength at all. Isn't investing in them a waste of resources?"
The Icefang Dragon True King was somewhat puzzled.
"We have no choice. Our conflict with the humans is irreconcilable, but that's not the case for them. I guarantee that as long as they actively submit to the humans, the humans will still accept them."
The Ice King smiled, his eyes incredibly deep. "So, we have to make them believe that the humans are determined to unify the world and will definitely use violent means to do so."
"These small races are relatively easy to fool. Bringing them all over here is the best measure we can take right now."
"Then can they resist Qian Er?"
The Ice King was silent for a long time, then shook his head. "I can only do my best. We have no other choice. If we can't win even after expanding the Federation to this extent, then we can only accept our fate."
Accept fate!
Mentioning Qian Er, the Ice King's face visibly paled.
"Only after becoming a demigod did I understand that the rules of the Heavenly Dao do not change for one person. If Heaven wants to destroy my Icefang Dragon Clan, what does a mere demigod amount to?"
As the Ice King spoke, he suddenly frowned and looked around warily.
"Something's not right, someone's coming!"
The next second, a ball of black shadow rose from beneath his feet, and his body was instantly wrapped in shackles!
The Ice King struggled frantically!
"Your Majesty, I'll help you!"
The Icefang Dragon True King quickly stepped forward to bite through the shackles, but as soon as he touched them, he instantly felt a discomfort!
"Fool, go get help!"
The Ice King shouted angrily, a huge sense of danger surging into his heart.
He was already a demigod, yet he could still be bound by someone?!
The Ice King continued to struggle, but to no avail.
The chains sprang out of the shadows, and they seemed to be covered with some strange runes. They were not something he could shake, and he didn't know what they were made of.
"Qian Er! You bastard!"
The Ice King roared angrily. Now that he was a true demigod, he didn't believe anyone else but Qian Er could have this ability!
But now was not the time to think about who was behind it. The Ice King's brain was rapidly thinking of various escape plans, but he rejected them one by one.
"Boom!"
At this moment, a small flame suddenly ignited beneath the Ice King's feet.
The flame was very small and was not noticed at first, but soon the flame turned into a raging fire, swaying wildly along the shackles. After wrapping all the shackles, it began to burn towards the Ice King's body!
The Ice King had no time to think about how to break free from the shackles. He frantically released the cold air in his body, trying to contend with the surrounding fire.
His forehead was already dripping with beads of sweat, afraid that if he relaxed, he would be swallowed by the flames!
He was too familiar with this flame. Back then, he had fought with this flame for three days and three nights!
The Ice King gritted his teeth and used all his strength!
"Your Majesty, we're here!"
Outside the palace, all the creatures in the entire territory, the entire Icefang Dragon clan, and other Federation races stationed on the island rushed over.
However, it was already too late.
Standing at the palace gate, they saw a scene they would never forget in their lives.
The Ice King was firmly nailed to the high throne by shackles, his body completely enveloped in flames.
"Swish!"
A white light descended from the sky, illuminating the long night.
The huge palace was instantly split in half. The white light did not stop at all, and continued downwards with unmatched sharpness.
The Ice King's head instantly split open, and blood flowed frantically down his forehead.
Then, another white light broke through the sky, with tremendous momentum. The Ice King, carrying the flames, was forcibly smashed in half.
"Y-Your Majesty..."
That demigod, still carrying flames on his body, was forcibly chopped into a pile of minced meat, and the throne symbolizing his status was also melted by the raging fire.
Then, the palace, which had been split in half, began to collapse.
"Rumble..."
The Icefang Dragon clan could no longer bear to watch and turned their heads away, some even bursting into tears.
The huge palace was instantly turned into ruins, and the fragments of these palaces were pressing on the Ice King's broken body.
On the other side.
"Not enough, what if he's not completely dead? Senior Xiaoyue, do it again!"
Boom!
Another white light slashed down!
