Heavenly Realm, Pingshan City, City Lord's Mansion.
Zhao Wuji stood on the top floor of a pavilion with his hands behind his back, gazing out at the vast Heavenly Realm before him.
His tall, upright figure stood like towering mountains, while his handsome, youthful face bore the sacred, inviolable solemnity of a Buddha statue. Behind him, the faint silhouette of a massive Golden Ant flickered into view, emanating a formidable aura.
The man and ant possessed an indescribable transcendence. The silence was so profound that time itself seemed to have stopped flowing.
"Thud, thud, thud!"
Just then, footsteps sounded on the stairs.
Soon after, a young man who resembled Zhao Wuji approached. Standing behind Zhao Wuji and looking at that majestic back, he said respectfully, "Father, the challenge letter has already been sent out."
His name was Zhao Dayun. He was Zhao Wuji's eldest son and also a Mid-stage Heavenly Emperor expert. At present, he was the City Lord of Pingshan City.
There were also many Mid-stage and Early-stage Heavenly Emperors in Pingshan City, all of them Zhao Wuji's children.
Although Zhao Wuji, Di Tian, Thunder Ancestor, and the others had neither reunited nor found many people from the Chaos Holy Land after arriving in the Heavenly Realm, Zhao Wuji had found his children first.
After all, with the bond of bloodline, they were much easier to find.
Moreover, Zhao Wuji's children were all very powerful. Especially those who possessed the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body—they were all Heavenly Emperor realm experts.
Once their family had gathered, they easily seized control of Pingshan City in secret.
So if Xiao Yun thought Zhao Wuji had been stranded outside, exposed to the wind and sleeping in the dew, he was thinking too much. Heavenly Emperor Zhao was not in such a miserable state.