“Realm Lord, what troubles you?”
Within a palace on a certain plane, an elderly man asked in confusion.
The Heavenly Demon Emperor had already been destroyed, and the Upper Universe welcomed a long-absent peace. This should have been a great occasion for universal celebration, yet the Realm Lord had been frowning constantly for the past two days.
“Sigh.”
“This seat somehow feels a certain sense of worry in my heart.”
The Realm Lord frowned.
As a powerhouse at the Celestial Secret Realm level, one’s sixth sense was often extremely accurate.
The elder exclaimed in alarm: “Could there still be a crisis?”
“This seat cannot say for certain.”
“Report!”
A subordinate hurriedly ran in, kneeling and holding up an object as he said: “The Sect Master of the Myriad Ancients Sect, Jun Changxiao, has sent an invitation!”
The Realm Lord was momentarily stunned.
He had naturally heard of this man who had rendered meritorious service to the Upper Universe by destroying the Heavenly Demon Emperor, but they had no connection, so why send an invitation out of the blue?
It wasn’t difficult to see that Jun Changxiao’s attempt to relocate various planes to the Myriad Ancients Realm to form a completely new ecosystem had not been thoroughly completed—at least this realm had not yet been recruited.
No helping it.
The Upper Universe was truly vast, and the planes of each star system were irregularly scattered. Integrating them would definitely require massive amounts of time.
Jun Changxiao was also clear on this point, so he had formulated a hundred-year plan, striving to have the Myriad Ancients Domain fully take shape within a century, allowing the scattered universe to band together and march toward prosperity.
Relocation work was difficult, but sending invitations was easy.
Especially since this was the Sect Master making up for his wedding ceremony—this was a matter of utmost importance, so the Fine Rain Hall members stationed in each star system and plane immediately sprang into action with breathtaking efficiency.
If they had this kind of speed in integrating planes, it probably wouldn’t even take a hundred years.
“What invitation?”
The Realm Lord took it and opened it. His hand immediately trembled.
The invitation’s contents:
Presented to XXX with respectful notice that on the first day of the sixth month,
Mr. Jun Changxiao and Miss Hua Meigui will hold a grand wedding ceremony, with a joyous banquet prepared.
We respectfully invite XXX to grace us with your presence.
Auspicious time: the Hour of the Rooster.
Blessed location: Main Peak of the Myriad Ancients Sect, Myriad Ancients Realm.
Respectfully invited by Jun Changxiao and Hua Meigui.
Look at this invitation that was sent—how professional!
What made the Realm Lord’s hands tremble wasn’t that the invitation format was particularly novel, but rather the final note at the bottom, which read: “If you cannot attend in person, generous gifts may come in your place.”
This final line was the finishing touch!
Especially since the word “generous” was written particularly large, as if they feared the recipient might have poor eyesight.
It wasn’t difficult to see how much Jun Changxiao cared about details, how considerate and meticulous he was. Old pals, please flood the public screen with “moved” and “tearful.”
“This…”
The Realm Lord’s mouth twitched.
After reading the invitation’s contents, the worry in his heart grew even stronger, proving that his premonition was about this very matter!
“Realm Lord.”
The elder looked it over, then said: “It’s just a wedding invitation, what’s there to worry about?”
“This appears to be a wedding invitation on the surface.”
The Realm Lord said with an extremely grave expression: “In reality, it’s asking for money!”
Old fox in the rivers and lakes.
He saw through it at a glance.
Other star domain planes also successively received wedding invitations and similarly realized Jun Changxiao’s intentions, so they all considered whether or not to go.
If they didn’t go, after all, he had saved the Upper Universe, and his wedding was also a major event—not going would look bad.
If they went, how generous would the gift need to be?
Just as everyone was caught in a dilemma, they successively received news that many planes had relocated to the Myriad Ancients Realm, and especially learned that Jun Changxiao’s attitude was extremely firm. They immediately made their choice: Go! Must go!
Someone who could resolve the Heavenly Demon Emperor.
The Myriad Ancients Sect’s strength required no further questioning.
Now that Jun Changxiao was getting married, if they chose not to go, given his iron-fisted methods in relocating various planes, they and their planes would definitely suffer!
Under duress and威压.
The major planes that received invitations all began preparing generous gifts and taking action.
The wedding would be held in just two or three months—time was tight, they had to hurry to the Myriad Ancients Realm.
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
For a time, from a macro perspective, one could see warships flying out from various star systems and planes, all heading toward the Myriad Ancients Realm.
This kind of grand spectacle was unprecedented.
Later scholars would call Jun Changxiao’s grand wedding the wedding of the century that shook the universe.
…
News of Jun Changxiao and Hua Meigui’s grand wedding quickly spread throughout the entire Upper Universe. Those at the Realm Lord level would definitely attend, and many lesser-known powers and families also received invitations.
One could frequently see Fine Rain Hall members splitting into eight routes on a certain plane, each carrying dozens of invitations.
Utterly insane—that could barely describe it!
Sigh.
The Heavenly Demon Emperor left, and Jun Changxiao arrived.
The Upper Universe seemed to have regained peace, but in reality had already fallen into another abyss.
So then.
Who could help them?
There really was someone!
This person was Ling Li!
At this moment, he shuttled through the universe, his entire body shrouded in pitch-black demonic energy, his sea of consciousness constantly deducing the Heaven-Devouring Demon Transformation Great Method.
This person had not only killed the Heavenly Demon Emperor but also refined his physical body. Although he hadn’t inherited the cultivation, he had inherited the evil heart method left behind by the Heaven-Devouring Demon Ancestor.
To put it bluntly.
Though the Heavenly Demon Emperor was dead, he now had a successor.
Even the former’s understanding of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Transformation Great Method had, through being refined, fully benefited Ling Li.
He wanted to possess invincible cultivation, wanted to enter the Land of Eternal Life and resurrect his beloved woman. What he needed to do was the same as the Heavenly Demon Emperor—devour each plane!
Sigh.
The demon-slaying youth had ultimately become a demon lord.
Speaking of which.
Had Jun Changxiao not considered who actually killed the Heavenly Demon Emperor?
He naturally had considered it, and had even thought of Ling Li and the other adopted sons, but he hadn’t taken it to heart at all.
The reason was that the great demon was dead, and the remaining wolf cubs couldn’t make waves—even if they came for revenge later, he could easily crush them.
In truth, Jun Changxiao really hadn’t expected that Ling Li would inherit the Heaven-Devouring Demon Transformation Great Method and become the second Heavenly Demon Emperor.
“Adopted Father.”
“You’re just too arrogant.”
“But I’m different from you.”
On the road, Ling Li said coldly: “I will grow stronger without anyone knowing, without raising alarm. I will possess absolutely invincible strength before integrating the Upper Universe!”
“Whoosh—”
Black light shuttled through the universe, descending on a desolate plane.
This place had once been somewhat glorious, but there was no eternal prosperity. Later, due to various reasons, it declined until it became a ruin that no one cared about.
“Swish!”
Ling Li crouched down, his ten fingers inserting into it.
“Whoosh whoosh!” In exactly the same manner as the Heavenly Demon Emperor, he completely devoured it in a very short time.
This kind of godforsaken plane could hardly provide abundant energy, but Ling Li was quite satisfied because it wasn’t easily discovered. As long as he persevered, one day he would become strong enough to be invincible!
Such a cautious approach made He Wudi himself call it expert-level.
Actually, when you calculated it, the Heavenly Demon Emperor did indeed die from arrogance.
If he had chosen to keep a low profile like Ling Li, secretly devouring planes, he might not have been caught by Jun Changxiao.
But thinking conversely, with the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s previous strength and control over several top-tier planes, he could have completely integrated the Upper Universe. Acting arrogantly was understandable—if anyone was to blame, it was running into an impossible cheat character.
As for Ling Li?
Could he develop and grow under extremely wretched, extremely cautious battle-royale conditions, and at the approaching finale, deliver a fatal blow to Jun Changxiao, ending his legendary yet sinful life?
We’ll discuss that later.
First, let’s talk about the Myriad Ancients Realm.
With only about ten days until the wedding, the entire sect had been decorated in flowers and greenery, bright red and festive, with even the modified sound system playing joyous BGM.
“Elder Wei.”
In a small pavilion in the medicine field, Jun Changxiao’s legs kept shaking as he said: “I’m a bit nervous.”
The closer it got to the wedding, the more anxious and flustered he became. After all, this was the first time actively holding a grand wedding—he had absolutely no experience in this area.
“…”
Elder Wei shook his head.
In his heart, he roared: “I’ve never even gotten married, why are you asking me!”
“Sect Master.”
Though Elder Wei had never married, that didn’t prevent him from giving advice as he said: “I’ll give you three words: normal mindset.”
“…”
Jun Changxiao rolled a sultry eye.
One day.
Two days.
Time slowly passed, with only three days remaining until the wedding day.
Jun Changxiao’s nervousness in his heart grew even stronger. Every time he thought about the wedding night that would follow the grand wedding, his face and neck would immediately flush red.
“Normal mindset! Normal mindset!”
Dog Leftover forcibly cast aside wild thoughts, then silently said in his heart: “How about… just run away from the wedding?”
“If it were someone else, absolutely impossible.”
The system complained: “If it’s this foolish host, I’d actually believe he’d do this.”
…
The eve before the wedding.
Jun Changxiao sat in his study pacing back and forth, his heart beating at an obviously accelerated rate, his hands having nowhere to rest. His panicked and flustered appearance—don’t mention it—was actually quite cute, barely worth fantasizing about!
In the bedroom of the courtyard across the way.
Hua Meigui sat before her vanity, with the phoenix crown and ceremonial robes placed beside her.
Tomorrow she would make up the wedding ceremony with her husband. She didn’t know how many people would attend or what the scene would be like. Though somewhat anxious, she was more happy than anything.
“Whoosh—”
Suddenly, a sound of breaking wind rang out.
Hua Meigui, with her hair loose, ran out of the bedroom and shouted toward the firmament: “Jun Changxiao, where are you going!”
“I have urgent matters to handle, I’m leaving the sect in your care first!”
“You!”
Hua Meigui was so angry she stamped her foot.
Jun Changxiao’s sudden departure immediately alarmed the higher-ups and disciples. They all came out and looked at the afterimage lingering in the starry sky, all exclaiming: “The Sect Master ran away from the wedding?”
“No.”
Li Luoqiu said: “He went to handle urgent business.”
“What do you mean?” Everyone was utterly bewildered.
Li Luoqiu said with a grave expression: “According to intelligence just sent by relocation members, the Azure Spirit Realm has mysteriously disappeared.”
“Disappeared?”
Jian Guixu’s expression changed as he exclaimed in alarm: “The Heavenly Demon Emperor is still alive?!”
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