The distant dark golden crystal trembled slowly, and a terrifying power within was activated. In an instant, the entire room's space solidified, and time stopped.
Under the power of the rules, a vague figure appeared from afar, as if crossing the limitless spacetime to arrive here.
That figure gradually became clear, and soon the image of a middle-aged man with half white, half black hair appeared. His profound gaze pierced through spacetime, focusing on Marcellus Larry with a gentle voice.
"Mr. Whitlock, what important matter has happened on your end that requires the consumption of the power of the rules to contact me?"
Marcellus Larry's face showed a wry smile, "Mr. Garcetti, this time I'm contacting you because of Jack Clark."
The middle-aged man looked somewhat surprised, "Jack Clark, the youngster who received the inheritance of the Monarch 'Henry', what about him?"
"He just broke through to the Eighth Layer Heaven."
