In a daze, Chen Tianliang's ears twitched slightly, and he suddenly opened his eyes and said:

"Shuangshuang, did you hear something?"

Ying Shuangshuang was stunned for a moment, then with a 'swoosh', she stood up from the ice, pressed her ear against the wall of the ice chamber, and said:

"It's...there really is a sound! And a lot of people!"

"What?!" The previously dispirited Chen Tianliang suddenly became excited, as if his reversed illness had disappeared, he jumped up from the ice, laughed heartily, and said:

"My life is not in vain!"

"This must be the Patriarch, leading the family army here!"

"Wait!" Ying Shuangshuang stopped Chen Tianliang's ecstasy, and after taking a deep breath, she reached out a hand and placed it on the wall of the ice chamber.

In an instant, Ying Shuangshuang closed her eyes, her full head of crystal white hair slowly floated up without wind.

On her five fingers touching the ice, lines of ice crystals, like wandering dragons, spread out in a spider web pattern to the outside.

Chen Tianliang dared not disturb her and instead watched Ying Shuangshuang with anticipation.

A moment later.

Ying Shuangshuang opened her eyes, a flash of white light passing through them.

"They are all True Self Realm powerhouses! And each one is outstanding in the True Self Realm, having reached the True Self Ninth Layer cultivation! There are no less than fifty of them!"

"Besides, there are four auras that cannot be detected, they must have at least stepped into the Nirvana Realm!"

Hearing this, Chen Tianliang was first stunned, then his mouth opened wide.

"Fi...fifty True Self Ninth Layer powerhouses? And at least four Nirvana powerhouses?"

Then Chen Tianliang seemed to think of something, lowered his head, and drooped down:

"It's over. This certainly isn't our family. I don't know which force it is. Since when does the East Profound Domain have a force capable of dispatching fifty True Self Peak powerhouses at the same time? Could it be that the Immortal Tao Lineage is making a move on the Frozen Plateau?"

Seeing this, Ying Shuangshuang softly comforted him, saying: "No matter who comes, we still have more chances in the end, don't we?"

Hearing this, the originally downcast Chen Tianliang immediately smiled again and said:

"That's right."

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...

At the same time.

As Chen Zhixing led the family experts, pressing towards the Frozen Plateau like a mighty army, the entire East Profound Domain was once again shaken.

Countless forces were trembling with fear, thinking that another force had been targeted by Chen Zhixing, until the Ziwei Chen Family's warship stopped beneath the Frozen Plateau, their hearts gradually settled.

At this moment.

At the foot of the Frozen Plateau.

A massive black warship slowly descended from the sky, the fierce gale lifting numerous amounts of snow from the ground.

The hatch opened, and a long ladder crafted from black and gold dragon wood extended from the doorway to the ground.

Amidst the flying snow, figures clad in heavy armor descended from the ladder and stood silently on either side of it.

In the next instant.

A tall figure with hair as white as snow and an impeccable, handsome face, stepped down the ladder.

Chen Zhixing looked up expressionlessly, seeing that the entire Frozen Plateau was barren, with nothing in sight besides thick snow.

Here, it seemed that all cultivation at Zenith Level was frozen, with no spiritual qi present at all.

"Patriarch, this is the Frozen Plateau. Shall we storm it?"

The Netherworld Elders stood behind Chen Zhixing, speaking in low voices.

"No rush."

Chen Zhixing smiled slightly, then took a deep breath and suddenly shouted loudly:

"Chen Zhixing, the master of the Ziwei Chen Family, has come to visit the Frozen Plateau! Aren't you going to come and greet us quickly?"

As soon as those words fell, it was like a billion bolts of divine thunder from the Nine Heavens exploded above the entire Frozen Plateau!

In an instant, the Frozen Plateau shook violently, causing snow to flow and triggering avalanches!

Inside the ice prison.

The previously tense Ying Shuangshuang and Chen Tianliang suddenly exchanged glances, then both cried out in surprise:

"Zhi'er?!"

...

...

At the same time.

At the mountaintop of the Frozen Plateau, there was an ancient stone palace.

No one knew how many ages the stone palace had endured, the mysterious totems carved on it were now blurred, leaving only some mottled traces.

And at this moment, following Chen Zhixing's words, the entire stone palace shook violently.

"Insolence!"

"Rudeness!"

Angry shouts echoed from within the stone palace.

Inside the palace full of crystal ice flowers, dozens of figures were reprimanding.

This group of people all had snowy white skin that was icy cold, sharp nails, with three thousand strands of black hair turned to white, and the most striking were their eye sockets, where the pupils were a ghastly white.

They were the Snow Demon Race, a race of terrestrial aberrations living on the Frozen Plateau.

An elderly female Snow Demon with white hair, leaning on a cane, sat high on a throne made of snow and ice.

Having lived through unknown aeons, she was incredibly aged, her entire body with skin resembling melted wax, piling together, and her ancient white eyes filled with vicissitudes.

"Insolence! A mere young human dares to trespass upon my Frozen Plateau!"

"Hmph, the father is rude, and so is the son!"

"My King, I request to go to battle and take the head of Chen Zhixing!"

"Indeed, I also wish to apply to go to battle, to let these humans know the might of our Snow Demon Race!"

One after another, each of the Snow Demons spoke, their voices resembling humans but much sharper in tone.

The aged female Snow Demon was calm, her face showing no ripple of emotion.

Hearing the voices requesting battle below, this elderly Snow Demon King gently nodded and uttered two words: "Very well."

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...

Under the foot of the Frozen Plateau.

"Who is howling like a dog?"

Countless blizzards rushed down from the mountaintop, quickly transforming into a group of tall, handsome Snow Demons.

Among them, leading was a middle-aged man, though he no longer looked young, he bore the common trait of the Snow Demons: extremely handsome and elegant features.

Staring at this group of Snow Demons, the Netherworld Elders, Dugu Ni and others all discreetly glanced at Chen Zhixing.

Huh, no wonder the Third Peak Master is so coarse, the Patriarch is so handsome, turns out this is where the lineage originated.

"I am Xue Yin of the Snow Demon Race, here to meet Patriarch Chen. May I ask what brings you and your retinue to suddenly visit our Frozen Plateau?"

The middle-aged man, Xue Yin, spoke blandly.

"Where are my parents?"

Chen Zhixing had no interest in idle chitchat and coldly asked directly.

"There are no parents of yours here, only the children of the Plateau; it seems you have come to the wrong place."

The middle-aged man, Xue Yin, replied indifferently.

"Alright, alright, so there's none?"

Chen Zhixing sneered coldly. Having reached the Frozen Plateau, his longing for his parents grew even more urgent, and just thinking about how they had been imprisoned here for more than a decade made his heart ache; he yearned to charge up the plateau immediately.

Shink!

An ancient, azure divine sword was slowly drawn from the void by Chen Zhixing.

An overwhelming, abyssal, terrifying aura began to rise centered around Chen Zhixing, stirring heaven and earth.

A cold gleam flashed in Chen Zhixing's eyes.

"Today, I plainly tell you, either you hand them over, or I will take them by force!"

"If you willingly hand over my parents, I can avoid bloodshed."

"If you wish to block me, I will personally ascend the plateau, and even if it means a bloodbath of the Snow Demon Race, or the decline of the Ziwei Chen Family, I will bring my parents back!"

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