Chaos at the Wedding! A Dashing Departure!

"Who goes there? Why not come down and show yourself?"

Displeasure crossed Yu Yuanzhen's face.

On the day of his grandson's wedding,

someone had the nerve to play ghost.

This was going too far!

Whoosh!

At the same moment,

Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo, was there as well.

Though he remained firmly seated,

his icy gaze

had already swept upward.

The moment he caught sight of the newcomer's face,

his entire expression froze.

"Ji Feng!"

The name burst from his lips.

And when his voice rang out,

it was like one stone stirring a thousand waves.

Every face in the crowd changed.

Rustle.

Ji Feng descended.

He dropped from high above,

landing atop a ten-meter stone pillar in the square.

He looked down at them from on high.

"You!?"

Shock and suspicion crossed Yu Yuanzhen's face.

He had never met this person.

But the next moment,

Ji Feng spoke. "Old Dragon King, you're in fine spirits today. Such a joyous occasion in your family, and you didn't even tell me? Do you look down on me?"

At any other time,

if a junior dared speak to him in that tone,

he could guarantee the brat would be dead the next instant.

But this time was different.

When Ji Feng's familiar voice reached everyone's ears,

Yu Yuanzhen's aged eyes

trembled sharply.

"Ji Feng!? Brat, it's you!?"

Yu Yuanzhen's eyes narrowed, then widened.

Then

Soul Power erupted from his body almost instantly.

Whoosh!

He unleashed his Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Martial Soul.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black!

The aura of a level ninety-five Titled Douluo

burst forth before the crowd without the slightest restraint.

Boom!

Nine layers of lightning

blazed outward from Yu Yuanzhen.

Even the three-meter boulders nearby

shattered in an instant.

"True Dragon Nine Crowns!"

Seeing Yu Yuanzhen unleash the full might of a Titled Douluo against him,

Ji Feng held nothing back. A red glow lit up around him.

The Spirit Bone Fragment of an ancient true dragon revealed its power!

It could raise all his Soul Rings to 99,999 years in an instant!

Boom!

Red!

Red!

Red!

Ji Feng's three Soul Rings

had already been infinitely close to a hundred thousand years old.

And now, the three rings, to all outward appearances,

were indistinguishable

from hundred-thousand-year Soul Rings!

"What!?"

"Hundred-thousand-year Soul Rings!?"

"How is that possible!?"

Across the square,

countless people were stunned!

At that moment,

Dugu Yan stood there as the day's bride,

dressed in a phoenix crown and embroidered wedding robes.

She was dazzlingly beautiful.

But

all her attention now

was fixed on Ji Feng above!

What is he going to do?

Dugu Yan bit her lip,

her expression wary and guarded.

She had thought her choice

would leave Ji Feng with plenty to fear.

But never in her wildest dreams had she imagined...

that on her wedding day,

Ji Feng would come charging in.

"Damn it!"

"Damn him! Grandpa, kill that damned Ji Feng!"

Yu Tianheng was beside himself with rage.

Unlike Dugu Yan, whose gaze was shifting with uncertainty,

Yu Tianheng was furious.

He had lost to Ji Feng once before.

So

whenever Ji Feng appeared and drew every eye in the room,

to Yu Tianheng,

it was the cruelest mockery.

Especially on his own wedding day.

He looked toward Yan Yan at once.

When he saw Dugu Yan also looking up at Ji Feng as he fought his grandfather,

Yu Tianheng's face changed.

It turned hideously grim.

"Ji Feng, die!"

Boom!

His Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Martial Soul

surged forth.

Ji Feng reacted in a flash.

Yu Tianheng was coming to throw his life away,

and Ji Feng had been looking for an opening.

The next instant,

he used a skill

to pin Yu Tianheng in place,

then swiftly followed up with an attack.

Squelch!

Within a second,

the red wedding robe Yu Tianheng wore

was drenched in blood spraying from his body,

until cloth and blood were one color.

"Uh... aah!!!!"

Yu Tianheng's screams

rang out without end.

Above them, Yu Yuanzhen, transformed into a dragon, stared wide-eyed.

A dragon's furious roar tore from him. "Heng'er!"

His son was already gone.

Now, seeing his precious grandson

about to meet a brutal end,

his face twisted with hatred.

His howl was ragged with rage. "Brat, you deserve to die!"

But furious as the Old Dragon King was,

Ji Feng moved

with astonishing speed.

Once his movement speed was fully stacked,

he immediately switched to the Extreme Speed Boots.

In the blink of an eye,

he

appeared before Dugu Yan.

"Yan Yan!"

Dugu Bo realized what was happening a moment too late.

He slammed a hand against his chair and launched himself into the air.

"Dugu Yan, you didn't invite me to your wedding. Do you look down on me?"

Ji Feng was right in front of her,

baring his teeth.

Dugu Yan's heart trembled.

The next instant,

she blurted out, "Ji Feng, what are you trying to do?!"

Anyone could hear that, in that moment,

Dugu Yan was truly afraid.

Unfortunately,

it was already too late.

Even as the two Titled Douluo closed in,

and Ning Fengzhi joined them with his Soul Saint-level Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda,

Ji Feng used Teleport.

The power behind it was beyond anyone present's understanding.

He took himself and Dugu Yan

a thousand miles away with a Teleport.

Whoosh!

They stared at the empty space before them.

Dugu Bo's and Yu Yuanzhen's faces

twisted at the same time,

turning ghastly.

"Where are they!?"

"Yan Yan!"

Dugu Bo flew into a rage.

He had never encountered anything like this before,

and he was furious.

"It's no use. That's how he escaped last time!"

"Where did they go?"

"Probably the imperial capital!?"

Yu Yuanzhen had reached the same conclusion as Dugu Bo.

Below the stage,

an eerie silence fell.

No one spoke.

Not a sound.

They were stunned!

At last,

after who knew how long,

Yu Yuanzhen drew a deep breath

and forced down the fury in his heart.

Only then did he step onto the stage and lift his dying grandson,

Yu Tianheng.

He said, "What happened today is a grudge between the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and Ji Feng. I'm afraid we've made a spectacle of ourselves."

Whoosh!

A Super Douluo had spoken.

Everyone present fell silent.

No one answered.

After all,

not a single person there

wanted to cross a Titled Douluo at the pinnacle of combat strength!

Let alone make an enemy of him!

Below,

in the seating area,

Ning Fengzhi held the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

He returned to his seat.

At that moment,

the crown prince, who had remained seated,

Xue Xinghe, looked at his teacher. "Teacher, what do you make of what happened today?"

Ning Fengzhi, dressed in blue robes,

was silent for a long while.

He merely shook his head.

He did not answer.

What had happened today had come too suddenly.

Who could have imagined

that a boy with only three Soul Rings

would dare wreak havoc at a wedding in the Thunder Mountain Range?

It was terrifying beyond belief!

At that,

Xue Qinghe asked no more questions.

But the corner of his mouth curved upward in a smile no one understood—or even noticed.

The Heaven Dou Empire

seemed to be on the verge of upheaval.

But for him,

the more chaotic the Heaven Dou Empire became,

the more it might work in his favor!