Chapter 1562: The Grand Wedding
The Imperial Tower flew away, possessing a vast and boundless might, majestic and resonating with the Heavenly Dao. Ye Fan and the others did not stop it, nor did the Ji Family use their Great Emperor array patterns to block it, allowing it to depart.
Now was not the time for a complete break with the Divine Lord. Keeping a tower would be useless; it could not stop him from attaining the Dao. What was destined to come would eventually arrive.
What they lacked most now was time. Whether it was Ye Fan, the Holy Prince, or even Ji Zi, all possessed the qualifications to contend for the future position of Supreme Being. As long as they grew strong, they would not necessarily lack the strength for a battle.
And this period of time did not necessarily need to be too long. For those truly determined to walk that path, the passage of years was never an obstacle to their steps, nor a stumbling block.
Ye Fan had now become a Great Sage, dominating the world and looking down upon all races! The more they understood the past, the more their hearts trembled, filling them with even greater fear.
The saints from beyond this domain were very self-aware. On such an occasion, not a single one would dare to speak recklessly, much less engage in any improper actions.
The brown-haired Great Sage trembled as he stood up from the ground, placing the letter on the table. His face was deathly pale. Having suffered such humiliation today, his heart was filled with extreme resentment, and a flash of venomous hatred flickered in the depths of his eyes.
He shakily moved away from the letter before straightening his back, his face alternating between ashen and pale. He wished he could smash his head against the ground and end his own life. But even an ant clings to life, let alone the founder of a sect from an entire domain; naturally, he was unwilling.
He slowly calmed down and spoke expressionlessly, "May I leave now?"
"You may." Ye Fan waved his hand, dismissing him.
The brown-haired Great Sage took a deep look, his heart filled with rage, but he knew he was no match. With the other party wielding the Green Copper Cauldron, he would never have even a shred of a chance for revenge.
Finally, his gaze swept over the Divine Child, Little Nannan, Li Heishui, Little Sparrow, Huahua, and the others, the deepest depths of his eyes concealing a cruel and icy murderous intent.
No matter how well he concealed it, how could he escape the Holy Prince's fiery golden eyes? Even less could he fool Ye Fan's Source Heaven Eye. Immediately, both of them darkened their expressions.
"Good courage, you treacherous thief, you still refuse to give up! I have already spared your life, yet you do not repent and still harbor malicious intentions," the Holy Prince rebuked.
Ye Fan acted first, unwilling for the Holy Prince to incur any karmic ties with the Divine Lord of the Divine Court. The Green Copper Cauldron within his body glowed, causing a burst of Imperial might to erupt from his palm. He flicked his finger, and a faint ray of light shot out, directly striking the brown-haired Great Sage.
"Ah..." He let out a great cry, his entire body convulsing, drenched in cold sweat as if in extreme agony.
"You severed my Dao foundation?" the brown-haired Great Sage screamed in pain, his expression ashen and unsightly.
"You may harbor venom in your heart, but you should have hidden it better. Since I discovered your intent to harm my disciples and friends, leaving you alive to cause disaster would be an offense against Heaven's justice."
"How ruthless your heart is!" the brown-haired Great Sage was nearly in despair.
"I didn't completely sever your foundation, but you will never be a Great Sage in this life." Ye Fan spoke lightly, but to the brown-haired Great Sage's ears, it was like a thunderclap. His face turned paper-white as he staggered away.
The unexpected incident ended, but the crowd found it hard to calm down. The Divine Lord of the Divine Court was about to attain the Dao, becoming another supreme Great Emperor throughout the ages!
The letter lay on the table, still glowing brilliantly. Strands of Imperial Qi emanated from it, and almost no one dared to approach.
At this moment, the White-Robed Divine King stepped forward. With his slender fingers, he picked up the letter and examined it word by word. Then he asked Ye Fan if he wished to reply. Ye Fan nodded.
A clanging sound rang out as brilliant light burst forth. At the Divine King's fingertips, one character after another appeared, imprinted onto the letter, which he then showed to Ye Fan for his perusal.
"Thank you, Senior." Ye Fan expressed his gratitude. Only the Divine King possessed such skill, able to inscribe marks beside the Imperial patterns, showcasing a mastery that could seize the wonders of Heaven and Earth. Anyone else would have needed an Imperial artifact.
With a soft *chi* sound, the letter flew up and embedded itself into the body of the departing brown-haired Great Sage, causing him to shudder momentarily before fleeing into the sky without looking back.
The betrothal ceremony continued, this time in perfect harmony. No one would dare to stir up trouble again. After two incidents—one from a Forbidden Zone of Life and the other from the disciple of a future Great Emperor—both had retreated in disgrace, so naturally, no one dared to provoke further.
"Heaven and Earth are about to collapse, and the Immortal Gate is about to appear. A great upheaval is inevitable in this world. In this chaotic era, before the greatest transformation in eons begins, I suggest we simply change the betrothal ceremony into a wedding ceremony," Divine King Jiang Taixu proposed.
He was a dazzling figure in the world and could fully act as Ye Fan's elder. After he made this suggestion, the Ji Family pondered briefly and then agreed.
Since Heaven and Earth were about to undergo a complete transformation, in this terrifying great era, there were many unpredictable changes, and anything could happen. It was better to marry sooner.
Although the decision was made somewhat hastily, the White-Robed Divine King and the elders of the Ji Family took charge, and everyone was delighted, all expressing their agreement.
The Ji Family estate immediately became lively. All kinds of delicacies and fine dishes were laid out, and jars of divine wine were brought forth, their fragrance wafting for several miles, making one's mouth water just from the scent.
The atmosphere became boisterous as people raised their cups and toasted, enjoying the wine and conversation. Whether they were saints from beyond this domain or the powerful figures of the Big Dipper Star Domain, all gathered together.
Almost every Holy Land had arrived, and numerous immortal lineages had sent important figures to offer their congratulations.
"Brother Ye, congratulations!" A clear and beautiful young woman stepped forward. She was ethereal and otherworldly, naturally gifted with a radiant charm. She was Wei Wei, the new Saint Lord of Yaoguang.
Ye Fan expressed his gratitude, his heart filled with endless emotion. Back when they first arrived in the Big Dipper Star Domain, the first person they met was Wei Wei. She had led them from the forest outside the Ancient Forbidden Land into a populated area, where they later joined the Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven. And at that time, Wei Wei had been selected to enter Yaoguang, and now she had become its master!
Rumor had it that she had nearly swept through the place like a whirlwind, rewriting everything in Yaoguang, uprooting all the "old order," and becoming a generation's female sovereign with immense boldness!
A layer of mysterious radiance surrounded her.
"Haha... Brother Ye, great joy! Congratulations!" Great Xia's Imperial Lord, Xia Yiming, stepped forward, followed by his sister, Xia Yilin.
"Congratulations to you as well. I heard you have a new son; I was just planning to visit and offer my blessings," Ye Fan said with a smile. Then he teased the former White-Robed Little Nun, asking her when she would marry. The still pure and innocent Xia Yilin glared at him with her big eyes and shook her little fist at him.
Next came Feng Huang, the Saint Lord of the Wind Clan. She also stepped forward and said, "Congratulations!"
There had been a past between the two of them as well. Looking back, it felt like it was just yesterday. The Ye Fan of that era and the Human Sacred Body of today seemed difficult to connect, creating a sense of temporal discontinuity.