Countless Heavenly Soldiers and Generals surrounded Wei Guang. Even the Lord of the Heavenly Court had personally come to the scene.
Looking at Wei Guang, whose eyes held no trace of fear, Wang Zhigao said blandly, "Forcing your way into the Heavenly Court and injuring Heavenly Soldiers and Generals—do you know what crime that is?"
"Sorry, I need to use the Heavenly Court's formation to send out a message."
"If you wanted to send a message, you could have reported it through the proper channels. There was no need to resort to such methods."
Wang Zhigao's tone was calm. Wei Guang said, "This message cannot be sent through normal means."
"Left with no choice, I had to resort to this measure."
Upon hearing that answer, Wang Zhigao smiled. "Fine. You have your difficulties, and the Heavenly Court has its laws."
"Since you have done such a thing, you must accept the punishment of the heavenly laws."
"Besides, your message has had too great an impact. You may not necessarily live through this."
Whoosh!
Faced with Wang Zhigao's threat, Wei Guang's expression did not change in the slightest. He merely tossed out a token.
As he looked at the Imperial Preceptor Decree floating in midair, Wang Zhigao's pupils began to widen.
Ever since the Imperial Tutor had fallen, no Imperial Preceptor Decree had ever appeared in the world again.
With that thought, Wang Zhigao extended his right hand, and the token slowly fell into his palm.
Carefully sensing its aura and the special markings upon it, Wang Zhigao became utterly certain that this was the Imperial Preceptor Decree that had vanished for nearly a hundred thousand years.
After confirming the authenticity of the Imperial Preceptor Decree, Wang Zhigao looked down at Wei Guang and said blandly,
"This message of yours has