Lin Xuan could be considered widely experienced, but such a magnificent wedding as the one before him—never mind witnessing it with his own eyes, he had not even heard of one before. Even if a mortal emperor married off his most beloved princess, the grandeur and pomp would still be far from comparable.
After the maidservants passed, the singing drew ever closer. Then, along the Silver River, one Beast Carriage after another slowly sailed out.
They were called Beast Carriages, but in truth, it would have been more fitting to call them Embroidered Pavilions. They varied in size, but all were built from exceptionally precious timber. Not only were they sturdy, but a faint, refreshing fragrance also drifted out from them.
The Embroidered Pavilions were draped in red and hung with colorful decorations, and the beauties atop them were plump or slender like the ladies of Langhuan, each with a different grace and appearance.
Some were singing in mellow, winding voices, some sang and danced at once, while others played instruments such as pipas and long flutes. There were even performers doing acrobatic tricks.
A lively, joyous atmosphere overflowed around the Cloud Sea.
A moment later, the singing shifted, becoming even more melodious and lingering.
After that, Embroidered Pavilions far larger than the previous ones appeared one after another.
These Embroidered Pavilions were actually divided into nine floors and stood several dozen zhang high. The wood used to build them was completely different from that of the previous pavilions, exquisite and gorgeous to a point beyond compare.
It was difficult to describe in words.
And pulling these Embroidered Pavilions were eight different kinds of Spirit Beasts.
Colorful Dragon, Heavenly Phoenix, Peacock, Roc...
Lin Xuan was tongue-tied, and from among the Tribulation Transcendence Stage guests beside him, waves of exclamations also