21: Come here to die

Ancestor Zishan's turbid gaze pierced through the boundless Void Realm and landed on Tianyan City.

His fingers gently stroked the massive black bow in his hand, crafted from the bones of an unknown Divine Beast.

Faintly visible crimson runes shimmered on the bow's body, emanating an aura that could make even a Saint's heart palpitate.

The saint slaying bow!

The Myriad Spirits Sect's ultimate treasure, a peerless weapon of slaughter that had once drunk the true blood of a Saint!

"Sect Master."

His voice was hoarse, like the grating of two rusted pieces of iron.

"Issue the order. Summon all Elders and Disciples. Prepare for expansion."

Hearing this, the Sect Master of Ten Thousand Spirits Sect's eyes instantly blazed with wild joy and deep-seated resentment.

"I obey!"

Ancestor Zishan's face contorted into a smile uglier than a demon's, his voice dripping with malice.

"Su Xuanchen..."

"The flesh and blood essence of you, a newly ascended Saint, will be the perfect congratulatory gift for my Elder brother's Breakthrough to the Fourth Heaven of Sainthood!"

Directly above Tianyan City, a Saint-Grade palace invisible to Mortal eyes floated silently.

Named Purple Heaven Palace, it was constructed entirely from an unknown divine jade, radiating divine light and auspicious Qi.

Illusory images of True Dragons coiled around its pillars, while phantom Immortal Phoenixes spread their wings and cried.

Golden lotuses blossomed one after another from the void, and the wondrous spectacle of Heavenly Maidens scattering flowers unfolded in a dazzling display.

Moreover, Immortal Mist condensed from divine essence swirled within the entire Heavenly Palace. Just a single light breath of it made all the guests feel refreshed and invigorated, and even their long-standing cultivation Bottlenecks showed a hint of loosening!

"Heavens! This... this is the work of a Saint?!"

"This Immortal Mist alone is comparable to a Seventh-grade Precious Pill!"

"The Su Family is truly destined to rise!"

Countless powerful figures from various forces who had come to offer congratulations were all shaken by such divine methods. Their gazes towards the Su Family were filled with awe.

At that moment.

"The auspicious hour has arrived!"

"Respectfully welcome the groom! The bride!"

A clear and loud announcement echoed throughout the entire Heavenly Palace.

Under the watchful eyes of all, two figures stepped out slowly from behind the main hall.

Su Xuanchen was dressed in magnificent wedding attire woven from starry divine silk. His face was flawlessly handsome, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned with a faint, composed, and elegant smile.

Beside him was Gu Lingshuang, wearing a Phoenix Coronet and Red Bridal Robes.

A red veil covered her face, but her body, rigid with tension and unwillingness, betrayed her current state of mind.

Her cultivation had been personally sealed by Su Xuanchen, reducing her to a Mortal without the strength to truss a chicken.

Her jade-like hands, hidden within her wide sleeves, were already clenched into tight fists, her fingernails digging deeply into her palms.

At that very moment, the cold voice of the System sounded abruptly in Su Xuanchen's mind.

"Ding! Detected the presence of a holder of a Golden Destiny within the venue!"

"Target: Bai Lingxi."

"Identity: Imperial Princess of the Yunlan Dynasty."

"Destiny: Supreme Yin Sacred Body (Golden). Possesses the Primordial Spirit imprint of the Great Yin Emperor. Top-tier Aptitude. Has the potential to prove her Dao in the future."

"System Evaluation: Meets the standard for a wife/concubine. host is advised to find an opportunity to bring her into the harem. Offspring born will grant a Super Divine-Grade reward!"

Su Xuanchen's gaze swept imperceptibly over the stunning figure dressed in moonlight white among the guests' seats, understanding dawning in his heart.

"Interesting."

He withdrew his gaze and settled it once more on Gu Lingshuang beside him, the corner of his mouth hooking up playfully.

He deliberately leaned close to her ear and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, teasing her lightly.

"Wife, your body is so stiff. If others didn't know better, they'd think my Su Family was forcing a common girl into marriage."

Gu Lingshuang's delicate frame trembled violently.

Beneath the veil, a flush of humiliation instantly rose on her pale, beautiful face.

She didn't speak, only making her body even more rigid.

Seeing this, the smile on Su Xuanchen's lips deepened.

Step by step, the two of them ascended the high platform at the center of the main hall.

The Master of Ceremonies' sonorous voice rang out once more.

"First bow to Heaven and Earth!"

"Second bow to Parents!"

"Husband and wife bow to each other---!"

Just at the crucial moment when Su Xuanchen and Gu Lingshuang stood facing each other, about to complete the final ceremony...

A sudden change erupted!

Boom!

The sky suddenly darkened.

Within Purple Heaven Palace, the countless dazzling wondrous spectacles—the True Dragons, Immortal Phoenixes, golden lotuses, and Heavenly Maidens—all shattered and dissipated in an instant, as if wiped away by an invisible hand!

An indescribably terrifying Saint's might descended with a roar from the Nine Heavens above!

That pressure was sinister, cold, violent, and brimming with killing intent, instantly sweeping through the entire Purple Heaven Palace and even the Tianyan City below!

Crack! Crack!

Countless wine cups in the hands of the guests exploded under this pressure!

Cultivators with slightly weaker cultivation had their legs go soft, collapsing to their knees on the spot, blood trickling from their noses and mouths. Their Divine Souls trembled and wailed under this power!

Even those Quasi-Saint powerhouses from the top forces of the Eastern Region now had drastic changes in their expressions, their eyes filled with horror!

"Saint's might!"

"It's another Saint!"

"Such terrifying killing intent! It's aimed at the Su Family!"

An aged and sinister cold laugh resounded in everyone's ears, as if emanating from the deepest pits of Hell.

"What a lovely pair."

"Today, this old man will send you on your way, to bow to each other in the Yellow Springs and become a pair of Dead Lovebirds!"

As the words fell.

The originally joyous and auspicious wedding banquet was instantly shrouded in the shadow of death.

Fear and despair were written on everyone's faces.

On the high platform.

Gu Lingshuang's body stopped trembling.

Beneath the veil, a flicker of almost imperceptible, near-pathological excitement flashed through her cold phoenix eyes.

And the smile on Su Xuanchen's face, standing before her, slowly vanished.

He straightened up, slowly.

He raised his head, looking towards the darkened sky shrouded in boundless Evil Qi.

His eyes, originally calm and profound, were instantly filled with piercing cold ice and sharp, bone-chilling killing intent.

"Coming to seek death on the day of my grand wedding."

His voice was soft, yet carried a sinister chill that could freeze the heavens and earth.

"You... are the first."