Verdant trees interlaced their branches and vines. Sunlight filtered through the scattered leaves, spilling golden radiance in speckled beams across the ground, as though all the stars in the heavens had descended into the mortal world.
Every tree was draped in rouge-red gauze, tied at intervals of ten paces. Each length hung several meters long, falling quietly when there was no wind. Looking up the winding mountain road, they resembled crimson clouds floating over an emerald sea, bathed in golden sunlight like a paradise beyond the mortal realm.
When a mountain breeze caressed the trees, the leaves rustled and swayed, and the rouge-red gauze fluttered and danced, lending this otherworldly paradise even more vitality. The golden light scattered across the ground shimmered like tiny golden waves dancing, so dreamlike that the beauty before their eyes seemed unreal.
Yang Ming and his companions had stayed at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's grounds for nearly a week. At last, the day of Yu Tianheng's wedding had arrived.
Festivity filled the air. Firecrackers crackled incessantly nearby, breathing fresh life into this ancient clan with over a thousand years of history.
People thronged the streets.
Crimson decorations added splashes of color, and drums thundered in rolling bursts.
Notable figures from the soul master world arrived in succession to congratulate Yu Tianheng, the young clan heir.
After all, Yu Tianheng was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's designated next patriarch, and his bride, Dugu Yan, was the granddaughter of Poison Douluo Dugu Bo, one of the Sky-Blasting Gang's senior members. This marriage joining two powerful forces set outsiders' imaginations running wild. Once many of them learned of the relationship between Yu Tianheng and Yang Ming, understanding immediately dawned.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was planning to throw its lot in with the Sky-Blasting