Chapter 715: The Day of the Wedding
"Lin Feng, have the soldiers of Broken Blade City mount their warhorses. I will have the Kun Peng Ancestor carry you all to Snow Moon," Yun Feiyang said to Lin Feng.
Lin Feng nodded, his gaze sweeping over the generals of Broken Blade City. "The three armies—if you are willing to come with me to the Imperial City to seek justice for the generals, then step onto the Kun Peng. Those who are unwilling may leave on their own."
"Go? Of course we'll go! How could we not avenge the generals?" The generals of Broken Blade City were filled with fervor. One by one, they mounted their warhorses or galloped on foot, all charging toward the massive Kun Peng beast that had almost landed on the ground. They climbed directly onto the Kun Peng's back, their entire bodies radiating a biting, cold resolve.
"Young Master Lin Feng, what should we do with the bodies of the three generals?" someone asked, approaching Lin Feng. But Lin Feng took a step forward and arrived before the bodies of General Liu Canglan and the other two. Seeing Liu Fei crouched there, holding her father's body, Lin Feng was silent for a moment.
"Uncles... what do you plan to do?" Lin Feng asked Liu Fei. As Liu Canglan's daughter, she naturally had the final say.
"Father and the two uncles devoted their entire lives to Broken Blade City. I plan to cremate the three uncles between Broken Blade City and Broken Blade Cliff, and scatter their ashes over Broken Blade Cliff, so they can forever watch over the road they once guarded." Liu Fei's eyes were filled with deep sorrow. Broken Blade City and Broken Blade Cliff were the best resting place for her father.
Lin Feng naturally wouldn't oppose Liu Fei's wishes. He nodded and said, "I'll leave some people by your side. After I finish handling matters in Snow Moon, I'll return to Broken Blade Cliff to pay my respects to the three uncles."
"Mm, Lin Feng, don't worry about me. Go ahead." Liu Fei forced a faint smile onto her face, though tears still lingered in her eyes. Lin Feng sighed inwardly. The once fiery and somewhat hot-tempered girl now had eyes that held only sorrow in their mature gaze.
Gently nodding, Lin Feng patted Liu Fei's head, causing her body to tremble slightly.
Lin Feng didn't dare delay too long. He ordered several Mysterious Martial Realm cultivators to stay behind and take the bodies of the three generals to Broken Blade Cliff, while he himself stepped onto Qiongqi's back and descended directly onto the back of the demon beast Kun Peng.
This conspiracy seemed to be aimed directly at him, Lin Feng, and with his wedding day imminent, he had to return. In fact, an uneasy feeling was growing in his heart, as if something was about to happen—a very ominous premonition.
The Kun Peng spread its incomparably vast wings, then flapped them once. Its enormous body slowly rose into the air, ascending into the clouds tens of thousands of meters high.
With another flap of its wings, a violent gale swept through the space, and a terrifying roar echoed from the sky. The ancient demon beast Kun Peng, carrying tens of thousands of soldiers, headed toward the Snow Moon Kingdom. The sight alone was enough to leave one speechless with shock.
A single beast carrying tens of thousands of people—the sheer number was overwhelming, a dense mass of human figures.
On the Moyue Kingdom's side, Yun Feiyang accompanied Lin Feng and the others, while the Moyue army returned to Moyue under Yun Feiyang's orders. Liu Fei and the few Mysterious Martial Realm cultivators Lin Feng had left behind took the bodies to Broken Blade Cliff to prepare for the burial of the three generals, Liu Canglan and the others.
Soon, the sky gradually darkened, turning pitch black. The vast, boundless mountain range fell into a dead silence, with only lingering, undispersed wandering souls drifting through the void, still present but finding no resting place.
The sky grew darker and darker, so dark that one couldn't see their hand in front of their face.
Just then, a faint whistling sound seemed to come from above the silent mountain range. A black-robed figure descended from the air.
This black-robed figure was completely shrouded in darkness, as if about to merge with the pitch-black night. If not for the occasional glimmer of light from his dark, piercing eyes, one would hardly know he was there.
The black-robed figure hovered directly in the void. A terrifying force erupted from him—an extremely evil power. His black robe billowed, and a powerful vortex seemed to form. As the vortex appeared, in an instant, the endless corpse qi and wandering souls from the mountain range surged madly toward the black-robed figure. Perhaps because the number of wandering souls was so vast, they even emitted a wailing, tangible sound, incredibly eerie.
This silent mountain range had seen countless deaths not long ago, with corpses piled high and vengeful spirits covering the land. It seemed to perfectly satisfy the black-robed figure, who devoured them without restraint, greedily absorbing the endless corpse qi and wandering souls into his body. How he managed to digest such a terrifying amount of corpse souls was anyone's guess.
"Comfortable..." An eerie voice rang out in the darkness. The black-robed figure's mouth let out a strange sound. For him, devouring such a terrifying amount of corpse soul qi was indeed a great tonic.
After some time, when all the terrifying corpse soul qi in the mountain range had surged into the black-robed man's body, he seemed satisfied, unable to digest any more. With a single step, the black-robed figure vanished completely into the darkness, disappearing without a trace, as if he had never existed at all.
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In the early morning at Longing Forest, a warm breeze brushed by, causing the bamboo leaves to rustle.
Lin Hai and Yue Menghe looked up at the sky, both with a hint of worry in their eyes. Today was Lin Feng's wedding day.
"Xiao Feng hasn't returned yet. What should we do?" Yue Menghe murmured softly. The wedding day had been announced to the world, and today, a grand procession was to head to the Imperial City to welcome the bride. Everything was ready, but Lin Feng, who had gone to Broken Blade City, had yet to return.
Lin Hai frowned slightly. These past days had been very calm, especially at the Imperial Palace—so calm that there wasn't a single ripple. This made Lin Hai sense something unusual. A truly joyous occasion for a princess's wedding shouldn't be this quiet.
"Let the wedding proceed. Lin Feng will make it back in time." Meng Qing wore a festive long dress, carrying a dreamlike beauty. Today, her peerless face was even adorned with a touch of makeup, adding to her kingdom-toppling charm.
"Even if he doesn't return, the wedding will go on. Xinye and I are already Lin Feng's wives."
Yue Menghe turned around, looking at the radiant smile on Meng Qing's face, and shook her head with a sigh. Although her son was outstanding, he was also truly blessed. Both of his wives were so perfect that even she, as his mother, could find nothing to criticize.
"Lin Hai, go make the preparations." Yue Menghe said to Lin Hai. Lin Hai nodded. In that case, they would go to the Imperial Palace to welcome the bride.
Although the Imperial Palace was quiet, the Imperial City itself was exceptionally lively today. The taverns and inns were packed with people, and even the streets and alleys were filled with bustling figures. The main road from Longing Forest to the Imperial Palace was especially crowded, completely filled with people. Their gazes kept looking toward Longing Forest, as if anticipating something.
Today was Lin Feng's wedding day. Lin Feng, the champion of the Snow Domain Grand Competition, had been granted the title of Human Sovereign. He was to marry the Snow Moon Princess, Duan Xinye. The road they were guarding was the one the procession had to take.
"Lin Feng is truly incredible. The Snow Moon Grand Competition champion, granted the title of Human Sovereign, and now he's about to marry the beautiful princess. From now on, Snow Moon will surely be Lin Feng's world," passersby whispered among themselves. Lin Feng was the object of their admiration. They hoped that one day, they too could rise from a nobody from a small city to become the most dazzling genius of the Snow Moon Kingdom.
"Do we even need to wait for that? Lin Feng is already a Human Sovereign, the sect leader of Snow Moon's strongest sect, Cloud Sea Sect. His parents were two of the Four Great Geniuses of their time, and with his own terrifying talent, Snow Moon is already his world. No one shines brighter than him. In a few more years, his strength will reach the peak, and no one will be able to suppress him."
Another person responded. But just then, in a tavern, a black-clothed young man was sipping his wine. Hearing this, he couldn't help but interject, "According to you all, can the Snow Moon Imperial Palace still tolerate Lin Feng?"
This simple remark made the few people who had been talking freeze. They were stumped by this sudden question and fell into thought. Why hadn't they considered this? Could they tolerate such a dazzling Lin Feng?
PS: Two days left, I beg my brothers to push hard!