The moment Ye Lin stepped inside, his vision went white, then swiftly returned to normal.
Once his entire field of vision had stabilized, Ye Lin realized that he was standing within a plaza.
The plaza was packed with people. As far as the eye could see, there were nothing but formidable experts.
Giants, humans, demons and monsters, Demon Race members—beings from every major race had gathered here.
The vast majority were Heavenly Immortals and even True Immortal cultivators.
Primordial Unity Mystic Immortals were relatively scarce.
Golden Immortals were even rarer.
At the very center of the plaza stood the enormous Arena, upon which countless precious treasures had been placed.
Figures all around stared unblinkingly at the central Arena.
Seeing this, Ye Lin nodded to himself. It seemed he had arrived at just the right time; the wedding had not yet begun.
Among them, Ye Lin even spotted many powerful Buddhist cultivators from the Myriad Dharma Buddhist Sect. They concealed themselves in the shadows, quietly observing as onlookers while doing their utmost to diminish their presence.
Ye Lin stood alone in the sky, watching it all unfold.
Sensing the obscure, unfathomable aura around him, not a single cultivator nearby dared approach Ye Lin for conversation.
They could not even bring themselves to get close to him.
Meanwhile, Ye Lin simply stood alone in the air and watched in silence.
Time passed swiftly. After a full hour, the atmosphere throughout the plaza gradually grew lively.
Ye Lin knew that the wedding was about to begin.
Sure enough, in the next instant, a remarkably handsome man abruptly appeared upon the Arena piled high with treasures.
The man stood atop the Arena with a smile, still calm and unhurried even before the densely packed experts surrounding him.
"Everyone, I am Xu Xian, City Lord