Jiang Yun's Wedding and Farewell

Before the ironclad evidence, the watching Ancient Races fell silent. The Blue Demon Tribe had brought this upon themselves, and they were not alone—the Blood Moon Clan and other Ancient Races had done the same.

Boom!

Vast Extreme Dao Might spread outward. Ancestor Ran Mu said nothing, but suddenly stepped forward, unleashing an incomparable aura. The Blue Demon patriarch turned pale, rich blue blood spilling from his mouth as terror filled his face.

"Ah!"

The Great Saint strode toward the ancient city with an Emperor Weapon. The screams of the Blue Demon patriarch and several Ancestral Kings rang through the air. Their bones and sinews shattered, they spat blood and were hurled thousands of yards away.

The Blue Demon patriarch had been only one step from becoming a Great Saint, but that single step separated heaven from earth. Now he seemed as small as an ant, his body on the verge of collapsing into nothing beneath that aura.

And Ancestor Ran Mu had not even truly attacked. This was merely the force of his presence sweeping across heaven and earth!

"They were only a few ordinary clansmen! I can hand over the ringleaders and their people for you to vent your anger. Must we Ancestral Kings pay with our lives too?"

The Blue Demon patriarch cried out hoarsely. Blue light surged over him, answering the great blue tree at the city's center as he tried to quell the aura ravaging his body.

"Even an ordinary member of my clan is beyond comparison with the likes of you!"

Jiang Yun spoke evenly. Beside Jiang Taixu, he watched the other Ancient Race Ancestral Kings with cold eyes.

An immense divine might swept past. The entire city seemed to tremble, and the distant ancient blue tree rustled, its leaves and branches spreading an