Tai Yi was so angry he laughed. Just as he was about to disregard everything and directly activate the Grand Formation of the Stars laid across the entire Heavenly Court, wiping out E Zhu and the others in one stroke,
Kun Peng reached out from the side and stopped Tai Yi.
He shook his head at him.
Although the killing intent in Tai Yi's heart was nearly overflowing,
under Kun Peng's restraint, he still forcibly endured it.
After all, this was his elder brother's Heavenly Marriage ceremony, and even Saint Nuwa would be attending.
He would let E Zhu and the others act arrogantly a while longer.
Naturally, their actions did not escape E Zhu's notice.
A demonic smile appeared on his face as he lightly teased, "What, are you planning to make a move? Tsk, tsk. Your Heavenly Court has provided such poor hospitality—are you not even going to let people say so?"
At his words, the fury in Tai Yi's eyes intensified. The Chaos Bell in his hand trembled faintly, releasing a deep hum as though it might erupt at any moment.
Yet Kun Peng's hand remained firmly pressed on his shoulder.
"Eastern Emperor, do not act rashly." Kun Peng's voice was low and calm, like a basin of cold water poured over Tai Yi's heart. "The Heavenly Marriage ceremony has not yet begun. Bloodshed would be inappropriate. Moreover, Saint Nuwa has yet to arrive. If trouble breaks out here, I fear it may displease the Saint."
Tai Yi took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the killing intent in his heart. He cast E Zhu a cold glance, his tone grim. "E Zhu, consider yourself lucky today. If not for the ceremony being imminent, I would have scattered your soul!"
Not only did E Zhu show no