Witch Race Disrupts the Game

Soon, the highly anticipated grand event in the Primordial World, the Demon Emperor Di Jun's Heavenly Marriage, arrived on its auspicious day.

On this day, the Heavenly Court was incredibly lively!

Lanterns and streamers adorned the place, celestial music filled the air, and the members of the Demon Race curbed their demonic energy, smiling as they welcomed guests outside the South Heaven Gate.

Regardless of their true thoughts, the Great Powers of the Primordial World had to show some respect to the Demon Race, the overlords of the Primordial World. Those who received invitations flocked to the Heavenly Court to witness the ceremony.

Outside the South Heaven Gate, Bai Ze, the foremost of the Demon Race's Ten Great Demon Sages, personally greeted the various Great Powers, demonstrating the Demon Race's sincerity.

The Three Pure Ones arrived together.

Lao Tzu rode a green ox, clad in a Tai Chi Daoist robe, his expression serene. Primordial rode a crane, holding the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi, his face filled with arrogance. Tongtian rode a Kui ox, the Qingping Sword on his back, curiously observing the sights of the Heavenly Court.

Upon approaching, Lao Tzu took out 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 smiled warmly. As the Demon Race's strategist, he was well-versed in social etiquette.

"From Kunlun Mountain, Pangu's True Lineage, the Three Pure Ones, present three Nine Revolutions Golden Elixirs to celebrate the Demon Emperor's wedding."

The mention of Pangu's True Lineage caused Primordial, who looked down on the Demon Race, to soften his expression considerably.

The Three Pure Ones entered the South Heaven Gate and were led to the Lingxiao Treasure Hall on the thirty-third heaven.

After the Three Pure Ones entered, a streak of bloody light descended outside the South Heaven Gate.

Old Ancestor Styx stepped on the Karma Fire Red Lotus, the Yuantu and Abi swords on his back, surrounded by an aura of killing intent.

With a wave of his sleeve, a Mid-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure appeared before Bai Ze.

"Old Ancestor Styx presents a Mid-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure to congratulate the Demon Emperor on his wedding."

Bai Ze, still smiling, invited Old Ancestor Styx to enter and witness the ceremony.

Zhenyuanzi arrived before Bai Ze, holding the Earth Book.

With a wave of his hand, ten Ginseng Fruits appeared.

"These are gifts from myself and Hongyun to His Majesty the Demon Emperor."

As this event was taking place at the Demon Race's stronghold, Zhenyuanzi naturally couldn't bring himself to trust Hongyun to come alone, so he came by himself. After all, he possessed the Primordial World's number one Daoist cultivation technique for emotional manipulation.

"Grand Immortal Zhenyuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple presents ten Ginseng Fruits to congratulate the Demon Emperor on his wedding."

Subsequently, many other well-known Great Powers of the Primordial World arrived one after another. After presenting their gifts, they were welcomed in by Bai Ze.

As the auspicious hour approached, Jieyin and Zhunti from the Western Lands finally descended on auspicious clouds, their faces etched with misery.

However, their eyes darted around, seemingly calculating how much "funding" this event had cost.

Zhunti, pained, took out several Low-grade Spiritual Roots and Spiritual Grasses that he had plundered on the way to the Heavenly Court.

He mentally calculated how he could recoup his losses at this wedding.

Jieyin, with a sorrowful expression, said to Bai Ze, "Demon Sage Bai Ze, forget about the announcement. My junior brother and I can just go straight in."

Bai Ze's lips twitched uncontrollably, but he indulged the duo from the Western Lands.

After all, they were future Sages, and Bai Ze did not wish to offend them.

Even the Queen Mother of the West from West Kunlun had sent an envoy with a gift.

Inside the Heavenly Court, the Demon Race had mobilized entirely. The Ten Great Demon Sages maintained order, while demon generals shuttled back and forth, attending to the guests.

The Heavenly Court was decorated magnificently and luxuriously.

Di Jun, dressed in a bright red wedding robe, beamed with joy as he stood before the Lingxiao Treasure Hall to welcome guests.

Tai Yi, holding the Eastern Emperor Bell, stood behind him, also dressed in festive attire, watching Di Jun converse with the Great Powers.

After some pleasantries, they entered the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

Nuwa, serving as the officiant, was already in the hall. As a Sage, and currently the only one who had achieved Sagehood, Nuwa's seat was placed beside the Dragon Throne.

Qing Xuan stood beside Nuwa, and the two were speaking in low voices.

The Great Powers who entered respectfully bowed to Nuwa.

"Greetings, Sage."

Even the Three Pure Ones cupped their fists towards Nuwa, showing their respect for the Sage.

Everyone took their seats.

The future Sages, such as the Three Pure Ones, Jieyin, and Zhunti, naturally occupied the best seats. Old Ancestor Styx and Zhenyuanzi were also well-placed, while the other Great Powers were seated according to their respective strengths.

On the tables, immortal wine and spiritual fruits were continuously served. The guests mingled and conversed while awaiting the auspicious hour, and the atmosphere in the hall was harmonious.

Amidst this atmosphere, a deep voice echoed from the South Heaven Gate, spreading throughout the entire Heavenly Court.

"The Witch Race presents a Post-celestial Spiritual Treasure, a coffin, to congratulate the 'feathered bird' on its wedding."

Everyone was stunned, and the atmosphere immediately became awkward.

Di Jun and Tai Yi's faces turned ashen with anger.

"Insolent wretches!"

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi raised the Eastern Emperor Bell and strode out of the hall.

Di Jun cupped his hands to the crowd in apology.

"My apologies, I must excuse myself for a moment. Please, make yourselves at home."

He then chased after Tai Yi.

The Great Powers exchanged glances and rose to follow, thinking that such a spectacle was not to be missed.

Qing Xuan pulled Nuwa along, blending into the crowd. As Sages, as long as Nuwa didn't wish it, the Great Powers present would absolutely not discover her and Qing Xuan.

Outside the South Heaven Gate, all the Twelve Ancestral Witches were present except for Houtu.

Demon soldiers and generals lay scattered on the ground.

Eastern Emperor Tai Yi and Di Jun arrived at the South Heaven Gate.

Seeing the scene, the Eastern Emperor Bell in Eastern Emperor Tai Yi's hand hummed, ready to strike.

Di Jun stopped Tai Yi.

"Di Jiang, what is the meaning of this? Are you intending to go to war with my Demon Race?"

Di Jiang snorted coldly.

"We heard you were holding some Heavenly Marriage and came with good intentions to offer a gift. Yet, your brats blocked us from entering. Do you look down on our Witch Race?"

The Witch Race was naturally warlike. After being so subdued for so long under Qing Xuan's influence, they were already itching for a fight.

Hearing the Witch Race twist the truth like this, Di Jun and Tai Yi were so enraged that the Solar True Fire on their bodies became somewhat uncontrollable.

"Witch Race barbarians! Today is my wedding day. You shall withdraw quickly, or do not blame me for being impolite!"

Di Jun suppressed his anger and shouted.

"Impolite? I'd like to see how you plan to be impolite!"

Zhu Rong, with the hottest temper, threw a punch directly, a massive fiery fist shadow smashing towards Di Jun!

"You court death!"

Tai Yi roared, and the Eastern Emperor Bell instantly grew larger, blocking the fist shadow!

Clang--!

A deafening sound erupted, flames splashed outwards, and shockwaves rippled through the air! Many guests with lower cultivation bases were sent reeling.

"They're fighting! They're fighting!" Gong Gong, fearing nothing but chaos, summoned water dragons and charged into the demon ranks!

"Protect His Majesty!" The demon gods Fei Lian and Ying Zhao immediately moved to intercept!

In an instant, the Heavenly Court, which had been festive and harmonious moments before, turned into a battlefield!

The celestial music stopped, the singing and dancing ceased, leaving only the roar of spells, the clash of weapons, and the curses of both sides!

The Great Powers who had come to witness the ceremony retreated, each using their divine abilities to protect themselves, their expressions varied.

The Three Pure Ones looked disdainful, feeling it was beneath their dignity; the Western pair secretly rejoiced, wishing the fight would escalate further; Zhenyuanzi retreated further away; Old Ancestor Styx licked his lips, seemingly contemplating whether to join in and reap some benefits...

Di Jun trembled with rage!

This was the Heavenly Marriage he had meticulously prepared!

This was a crucial moment for him to gain merit and stabilize his destiny!

And it was being disrupted by these barbarians!

"Deploy the Grand Formation of the Stars! Capture these barbarians for me!"

Di Jun was utterly furious. He no longer cared about the wedding and directly issued the order!

Just as the Demon Race scrambled to prepare to counter the Witch Race's assault, and the Witch Race eagerly prepared for a grand battle--

Qing Xuan's figure appeared in the center of the battlefield.

The powerful aura of a mid-stage Primordial Golden Immortal was released without reservation. Behind him, the dark and ancient Myriad Manifestations Dao Suppressing Stele, carrying immense suppressing power, flickered faintly.