To cultivators, ten days was but a blink of an eye.
The 15th day of the eighth month was a grand day.
Within ten days, the entire Sword Spirit Emperor Palace's 80 million disciples were preparing for this day. When the moment arrived, the 80 million disciples of the Sword Spirit Emperor Palace were in an unprecedented uproar.
On this day, no one cultivated. Instead, they fell into a state of revelry.
On the Sky Piercing Sword Soul Mountain, the 36 Heavenly Dipper Halls and 72 Earth Fiend Halls were holding a banquet to celebrate together. This was the grandest day of the Sword Spirit Emperor Palace in the past tens of thousands of years.
Today was not only the day of Wang Chen and Lingxi's wedding, but they had also invited all the major powers to gather at the Sword Spirit Emperor Palace. The disciples of the Sword Spirit Emperor Palace felt an indescribable sense of pride and excitement at the thought of all the super experts of the Three Regions and Nine Realms gathering at the Sword God Palace.
At this moment, the Tongtian Sword Soul Mountain seemed to be boiling, with dust rising into the air.
The Sword God Palace, which was enshrouded in Immortal Qi, was decorated with lanterns and streamers. The path from the Heaven Spirit Pavilion to the Heaven and Earth Sword Pool was already filled with fragrant flowers, like a long red dress. Colorful lanterns were hung high up in the sky. Even though it was daytime, under the starry sky, the lanterns still emitted a dazzling light.
Everything felt like a dream.
There were about ten thousand elites in the Sword God Palace. At this moment, most of them were gathered in the area between the Skyspirit Pavilion and the Heaven and Earth Sword Pond.
The Heaven and Earth Sword Pond was a sacred place in the Sword God Palace.
The Heaven and Earth Sword Pond was naturally formed. The water in the pond was extremely cold, but it was also extremely pure and would never dry up. Dew fell from the sky and filled the Heaven and Earth Sword Pond from time to time.
This was the place where the disciples of the Sword God Palace washed their swords. But now, more disciples regarded it as a memorial, a sacred symbol.
The memorial tablets of the past Sword Spirit Emperor Palace's experts were on the left side of the Heaven and Earth Sword Pond.
The Heaven and Earth Sword Pond was also the place where the souls of the past experts returned to. The pond was extremely clear.
The Heaven and Earth Sword Pond would only be activated if there was a major event happening in the Sword Spirit Emperor Palace. At this moment, the Heaven and Earth Sword Pond was already filled with people.
Of course, the center of the White Jade Plaza was relatively spacious.
Under the arrangement of the Sword Spirit Emperor Palace, the 11 factions that came as guests had their own seats. These seats surrounded the Heaven and Earth Sword Pond and were very close to each other.
Although the Demonic Dragon Palace wasn't one of the eleven factions, the Demonic Dragon Palace Master's strength was outstanding. Hence, there wasn't much difference between the Demonic Dragon Palace's seats and the eleven factions'.
At this moment, before the auspicious hour arrived, the three Sword Masters were leading the experts of the Sword Spirit Emperor Palace to pay their respects to their ancestors.
As for the eleven factions, they were in a lively discussion. After all, the wedding was about to begin. The Sword Spirit Emperor Palace had been very hospitable these few days. It was rare for the eleven factions to gather together. This was a rare opportunity for them to build a relationship.
However, among these eleven forces, there was a lack of a hot topic.
That person was none other than Long Chen. To this day, there had been no news of Long Chen.
In the direction of the Ancient Yuan Spirit Domain, the silver-haired man with strange pupils did not participate in the discussion of the various forces. Instead, he closed his eyes and rested.
"Realm Lord, that Long Chen hasn't arrived yet, we …"
The silver-haired man looked around and said, "It seems like the people of the True Martial Emperor Palace are not in a hurry. What are we in a hurry for?"
"Yes, I just feel that if he doesn't appear, we won't be able to complete the mission this time. Then …"
"Don't talk so much."
The silver-haired man interrupted him. His gaze was solemn as he watched the three sword sovereigns worshipping the ancestors of the Sword Spirit Emperor Palace. The Lingwu Sword Sovereign was also considered one of the elders today, and he was taking care of Lingxi's matters.
"No!"
Mo Xiaolang's eyes were filled with uneasiness and anxiety. He stood up from his seat and looked around. He still couldn't find that familiar figure in the direction of the True Martial Emperor Palace.
"It must be the Lingwu Sword Master. That fella must be lying through his teeth. I didn't expect someone of his status to use such a despicable method to deceive me. This is really eye-opening. My brother is definitely in the Sky Raising Sword Prison!"
Today's matter was extremely crucial to Long Chen. Mo Xiaolang absolutely could not tolerate Long Chen being imprisoned in the Sky Raising Sword Prison while he watched Lingxi marry someone else.
Although he didn't know the location of the Sky Raising Sword Prison, Mo Xiaolang knew that many people from the Sword Spirit Emperor Palace would know. He didn't believe that there was anything that his Nine Nether Demonic Ancestral Flame couldn't break.
Just as he was about to leave, the other six Demonic Thearchs blocked his way.
This small movement quickly attracted the attention of the 11 forces. The higher-ups of the Sword Spirit Emperor Palace were worshiping the ancestors.
"Imperial Prince, where do you want to go?" One of the Demonic Thearchs asked solemnly.
Mo Xiaolang hated that they were always in the way. He said, "I don't like to stay here. Can't I go out for some fresh air?"
Even so, the six Demonic Thearchs weren't fools.
The Devouring Moon Demon Monarch said, "Emperor's Disciple, the True Martial Emperor Palace's Sacred Martial Emperor will be dealt with by the True Martial Emperor Palace. I don't think there's a need for you to interfere. Their people aren't anxious yet, so why are you so anxious?"
Kunpeng Demonic Thearch said, "That's right. Imperial Prince, please remember the first condition you promised the Martial Emperor Palace. If you cause any trouble today and incite conflict between us and the Sword Spirit Emperor Palace, the six of us won't be able to answer to the Martial Emperor Palace when we return."
Mo Xiaolang was as anxious as an ant on a hot wok. His chest was burning with anger after being stopped by them. His handsome face was slightly distorted, and his voice became incomparably cold. He angrily said, "I only represent myself today. Everything I do has nothing to do with the Desolate Emperor Palace.
When I return, I will answer to the Martial Emperor Palace. But if the six of you insist on stopping me, Xiao Lang will have no choice but to take action.
I don't think you want us to fight in the Sword Spirit Emperor Palace, right? "
Although he had lowered his voice, everyone present could still hear him.
The wedding hadn't even started, but it was already bustling here. Everyone was a little excited.
Gradually, the people of the Sword Spirit Emperor Palace also noticed what was going on here. But the three sword masters were still paying their respects to the ancestors, and no one dared to step forward to mediate. The Heaven and Earth Sword Pool had been decorated like a paradise on earth. If they were to cause trouble and destroy the place, they would be finished.
Mo Xiaolang's stubbornness gave the six Demonic Thearchs a huge headache.
They exchanged a glance with each other. They knew that if they let Mo Xiaolang leave now, it would definitely lead to an irreversible result. They could only be firm and said, "If the Crown Prince insists on doing this, the six of us won't back down."
As the conflict between the two sides intensified and Mo Xiaolang was about to make a move, a short and fat youth was waving at Mo Xiaolang from the direction of the True Martial Emperor Palace.
Mo Xiaolang's attention was completely attracted. He felt that this short and fat youth was a little strange. The other party said to him, "Come here, I will tell you a secret."
While this short and fat youth was speaking, Wenren Xi and Lin Junyao were also smiling at Mo Xiaolang.
This short and fat youth should be one of the three Martial Sovereigns of the True Martial Emperor Palace, the Slaughter Martial Sovereign, Ye Futu.
Mo Xiaolang was puzzled and temporarily put aside the matter of Long Chen. He was also curious as to why Long Chen hadn't arrived yet. The people from the True Martial Emperor Palace didn't seem to be in a hurry.
He walked in front of Ye Futu and asked in a low voice, "Sir Martial Sovereign, what secret are you going to tell me?"
Ye Futu was acting a little strange today. He let Mo Xiaolang come closer and whispered in his ear, "Do you see that inaccessible cloud layer behind the Heaven and Earth Sword Pool?"
"I see it, but …"
Ye Futu smiled and said, "So you can return to your position. The person you are looking for will definitely appear within two hours."
Mo Xiaolang was stunned. What did that mean?
Could Long Chen be behind that cloud layer?
What could be behind that strange cloud layer?
Wenren Xi and Lin Junyao seemed to support what Ye Futu said. Mo Xiaolang wanted to go to the Sky Towering Sword Prison to rescue Long Chen, but the six demonic emperors stopped him. He had no choice but to believe the people from the True Martial Emperor Palace. After all, Long Chen was the Sacred Martial Emperor Lord. They wouldn't harm him.
After thanking Ye Futu, Mo Xiaolang returned to his seat.
"What did that old fox Ye Futu say to you?" Devouring Moon Demonic Thearch sat beside him and looked ahead, asking secretly.
Mo Xiaolang couldn't be bothered with him. His gaze was fixed on the rolling cloud layer behind the Heaven and Earth Sword Pool, and he fell into deep thought.
Time passed quickly. The auspicious time for the wedding ceremony was about to arrive.
Along the flower-covered path, one would arrive at Lingxi's little house at the Snow Lotus Immortal Spirit Pool.
The interior of the house was exquisitely decorated. Colorful lanterns and red ribbons hung in the air. The bright red, joyous atmosphere made one's mood rise.
A girl was standing in front of the dressing mirror.
The girl was wearing a bright red silk dress. The bright red skirt trailed to the ground and was at least three meters long.
Deep red peonies were embroidered on the cuffs, and a large patch of snow-white skin could be seen at the neckline. Her slightly full breasts were wrapped in a pink chest wrap. Her skin was as smooth as warm jade, soft and smooth.
Under the makeup, the girl's face could only be described as devastatingly beautiful. Her face was like a hibiscus, her eyebrows were like willows, and her cherry lips were bright red. Her black hair was tied up in a beautiful bun, and the jade beads on her head shone dazzlingly under the colorful lanterns.
On the day of marriage, heavy makeup was always the most beautiful moment in a woman's life.
Looking at herself in the mirror, a cold smile appeared on Ling Xi's face, as if she was in a daze.
It was only when the person Long Chen appeared in her mind that her smile became real and sweet. The girl in the mirror became as pure as the snow lotus outside.
Today, under the makeup, she was even more like a beautiful red lotus, blooming at the most perfect moment in her life.
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