On the eve of the grand wedding, before Liufeng Palace in the Red Luan Royal Territory, the man in red stood quietly. The bright moon of the Nine Heavens poured down a waterfall of cold radiance, making Ning Chen appear all the more icy.
His deep, pitch-black eyes watched the depths of the royal palace without the slightest ripple. This was the final chance; it absolutely could not be missed.
The royal palace was adorned with lanterns and colored decorations, brimming with celebratory joy. With the grand wedding approaching, everyone had become busy.
The night stretched long. The cold moon traveled westward across the sky. Before the palace, the man in red quietly watched the direction of the royal palace's depths, waiting patiently.
"Prince Consort, it is time to change."
The hour of Yin was nearly over, and the hour of Mao was about to begin. Two beautiful maidservants approached, carrying the black wedding attire, Juebian Xuanduan, and bowed respectfully.
Ning Chen nodded and calmly agreed.
The three entered the hall. At that moment, one powerful aura after another manifested from the depths of the Royal Territory, carrying the desolation of countless years and allowing every person in the Royal Territory to feel that heavy pressure clearly.
"They have finally come out."
Ning Chen's steps paused slightly. Looking into the distance, a glimmer flashed through his deep eyes.
The five Red Luan ancestors appeared, and the Red Luan Princess came forth to greet them. Her expression was respectful, and she did not dare show the slightest negligence.
After paying her respects, the Red Luan Princess raised her head. Seeing that one person was missing among the five, she softly asked, "Second Ancestor, did Third Ancestor not come with you?"
"His great tribulation of the True Realm is imminent. It would