Soon, the auspicious day for the Primordial World's much-anticipated event—the Heavenly Marriage of Demon Emperor Di Jun—arrived.
On this day, the Heavenly Court was incredibly lively!
Lanterns and decorations adorned every corner, immortal music drifted through the air, and the members of the Demon Race restrained their demonic auras as they welcomed guests outside the South Heaven Gate with smiles on their faces.
Regardless of what the Great Powers of the Primordial World truly thought, they had to show the Demon Race, the overlord of the Primordial World, some respect. Those who had received invitations arrived at the Heavenly Court one after another to attend the ceremony.
Outside the South Heaven Gate, Bai Ze, the foremost of the Ten Great Demon Sages, personally received the various Great Powers to demonstrate the Demon Race's regard for them.
The Three Pure Ones arrived together.
Lao Tzu rode the Green Ox, dressed in a Taiji Daoist robe, his expression calm; Primordial rode an immortal crane, holding the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, his face full of arrogance; Tongtian rode the Kui Ox, the Qingping Sword on his back, gazing at the sights of the Heavenly Court with curiosity.
When they drew near, Lao Tzu took a gourd from his sleeve.
"The Three Pure Ones present three Nine Revolutions Golden Elixirs to congratulate the Demon Emperor on his wedding."
Bai Ze wore a warm smile. As the Demon Race's military strategist, he was naturally skilled in handling social affairs.
"The Three Pure Ones of Kunlun Mountain, Pangu's True Lineage, present three Nine Revolutions Golden Elixirs to congratulate the Demon Emperor on his wedding."
The phrase "Pangu's True Lineage" caused Primordial, who looked down on the Demon Race, to relax his expression considerably.
The Three Pure Ones entered through the South Heaven Gate and were led toward the Lingxiao Treasure Hall in the Thirty-Third Heaven.
After the Three Pure Ones entered, a streak of blood-colored light descended outside the South Heaven Gate.
Ancestor Minghe stood upon the Karma Fire Red Lotus, the twin swords Yuantu and Abi on his back, killing intent swirling around him.
With a wave of his sleeve, a mid-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure appeared before Bai Ze.
"Ancestor Minghe presents one mid-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure to congratulate the Demon Emperor on his wedding."
Bai Ze still wore a smile as he invited Ancestor Minghe inside to attend the ceremony.
Zhenyuanzi arrived before Bai Ze, the Earth Book in his hands.
With a wave of his hand, ten Ginseng Fruits appeared.
"These are the congratulatory gifts Hong Yun and I are sending to His Majesty the Demon Emperor."
This time, they were heading to the Demon Race's headquarters. Naturally, Zhenyuanzi had not dared let Hong Yun come. He could only come alone; after all, he possessed the Primordial World's foremost moral-coercion formation.
"Great Immortal Zhenyuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple presents ten Ginseng Fruits to congratulate the Demon Emperor on his wedding."
After that, quite a few renowned Great Powers of the Primordial World arrived one after another. After presenting their congratulatory gifts, they were welcomed inside by Bai Ze.
When the auspicious hour was nearly at hand, Jieyin and Zhunti from the West finally arrived, descending on auspicious clouds with their bitter-melon faces.
Their eyes darted around as they surveyed every corner, seemingly calculating how much "funding" had been spent on the occasion.
Zhunti reluctantly took out several Low-grade Spiritual Roots and Spiritual Grasses he had plundered on the way to the Heavenly Court.
He was already calculating how he could recoup his losses from this wedding.
With a bitter expression, Jieyin said to Bai Ze, "Demon Sage Bai Ze, you can skip the announcement. My junior brother and I will go straight inside."
The corners of Bai Ze's mouth twitched uncontrollably. He simply decided to accommodate the Western duo.
After all, they would become Sages in the future, and Bai Ze did not want to offend them.
Even Queen Mother of the West of West Kunlun had sent an envoy bearing a congratulatory gift.
Inside the Heavenly Court, the entire Demon Race had mobilized. The Ten Great Demon Sages maintained order, while Demon Generals moved back and forth, attending to the guests.
The Heavenly Court had been decorated in resplendent gold and jade, extravagance radiating from every corner.
Di Jun wore a bright red wedding robe and stood before the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, his face glowing with delight as he welcomed the guests.
Tai Yi stood behind him, holding the Eastern Emperor Bell. He was dressed in festive clothing as well, watching Di Jun converse with the various Great Powers.
After some pleasantries, everyone entered the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.
Nuwa, the witness to the marriage, was already inside. As a Sage—and currently the only one to have achieved Sagehood—Nuwa's seat had been arranged beside the imperial throne.
Qingxuan stood beside Nuwa, and the two were speaking in hushed voices.
The Great Powers who entered all respectfully saluted Nuwa.
"Greetings, Sage."
Even the Three Pure Ones cupped their hands toward Nuwa, expressing their respect for a Sage.
Everyone took their seats.
The Three Pure Ones and the Western duo, the future Sages, naturally received the best seats. Ancestor Minghe and Zhenyuanzi were not far behind, while the remaining Great Powers took places corresponding to their strength.
Immortal wine and Spiritual Fruits were continuously brought to the tables. Everyone chatted while waiting for the auspicious hour, and the atmosphere in the hall was harmonious and joyful.
Amid this atmosphere, a deep voice rang out from the South Heaven Gate and spread throughout the entire Heavenly Court.
"The Witch Race presents one coffin made from a postnatal spiritual treasure to congratulate the bald-feathered bird on his wedding."
Everyone froze, and the atmosphere instantly became awkward.
Di Jun and Tai Yi's faces turned livid with rage.
"How dare they! Those savages!"
Eastern Emperor Tai Yi picked up the Eastern Emperor Bell and started toward the hall's entrance.
Di Jun cupped his hands toward the crowd in apology.
"I'm sorry, I must excuse myself for a moment. Please, make yourselves at home."
With that, he chased after Tai Yi.
The Great Powers exchanged glances, then rose and followed. They would be fools to miss such excitement.
Qingxuan pulled Nuwa along and mixed into the crowd. As a Sage, if Nuwa did not wish it, none of the Great Powers present would be able to detect her or Qingxuan.
Outside the South Heaven Gate, all twelve Ancestral Witches except Houtu had arrived.
The Demon soldiers and Demon Generals lay strewn across the ground.
Eastern Emperor Tai Yi and Di Jun arrived at the South Heaven Gate.
Seeing the scene, the Eastern Emperor Bell in Tai Yi's hand began to hum. He was about to attack.
Di Jun stopped Tai Yi.
"Di Jiang, what do you mean by this? Do you want to start a war with my Demon Race?"
Di Jiang snorted coldly.
"We heard you were holding some kind of Heavenly Marriage, so we kindly came to give you a gift. Yet your men actually blocked us and refused to let us in. Do you look down on our Witch Race?"
The Witch Race had always been combative. After remaining dormant for so long at Qingxuan's word, they had long since been unable to hold themselves back.
Hearing the Witch Race distort black and white so shamelessly, the Solar True Fire around Di Jun and Tai Yi began to surge beyond their control from anger.
"Savages of the Witch Race! Today is the day of My wedding. Leave at once, or do not blame Me for being discourteous!"
Di Jun forcibly suppressed his rage as he shouted.
"Discourteous? I want to see exactly how you plan to be discourteous!"
Zhu Rong had the worst temper. He threw a punch without another word, and an enormous flaming fist projection slammed toward Di Jun!
"Looking for death!"
Tai Yi roared. The Eastern Emperor Bell instantly expanded, blocking the fist projection!
Clang—!
A thunderous boom erupted. Flames flew in every direction, and sound waves rippled outward! Quite a few guests with lower cultivation were shaken until they staggered about.
"Fight! Fight!" Gong Gong, eager to see the world in chaos, summoned a water dragon and sent it charging into the Demon Race's ranks!
"Protect His Majesty!" Fei Lian, Ying Zhao, and the other Demon Gods immediately moved to block it!
In an instant, the Heavenly Court, which had been festive and peaceful only moments ago, became a battlefield!
The immortal music stopped, and the singing and dancing ended. Only the roar of spells, the clash of weapons, and the shouts and curses of both sides remained!
The Great Powers who had come to attend the ceremony hurriedly retreated, each displaying divine abilities to protect themselves, their expressions varied.
The Three Pure Ones wore disdainful expressions, feeling that the whole affair was beneath their dignity; the Western duo secretly rejoiced, wishing the fighting would grow even more intense; Zhenyuanzi retreated farther away; Ancestor Minghe licked his lips, seemingly considering whether he should join the battle and fish for some benefits...
Di Jun trembled with rage!
This was his carefully prepared Heavenly Marriage!
It was the crucial moment when he would obtain merit and stabilize his fortune!
Yet this group of savages had ruined everything!
"Set up the Grand Formation of the Stars! Capture these savages for Me!"
Di Jun was thoroughly enraged. He no longer cared about the wedding and issued the order outright!
Just as the Demon Race was scrambling to prepare for the Witch Race's assault, while the Witch Race rubbed their fists and prepared for a major battle—
Qingxuan's figure appeared in the center of the battlefield.
The powerful aura of a mid-stage Primordial Origin Golden Immortal erupted without restraint. Behind him, the dark and archaic Myriad Manifestations Dao Suppressing Stele flickered in and out of existence, carrying an immense suppressive force.
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