"Hun Miesheng, Hall Master of the Soul Hall, has come to congratulate Master Zhou on his joyous wedding!"
The moment this voice rang out, all the wedding guests felt a shiver run down their spines.
Though Hun Miesheng claimed he had come to offer congratulations, no one believed him.
Who arrives bearing well-wishes while exuding the oppressive aura of a Dou Saint, making it nearly impossible for others to breathe?
Disaster had arrived.
Everyone knew that Hun Miesheng would not leave peacefully today.
After all, Zhou Yi had previously slain the Second Heavenly Venerate of the Soul Hall, along with seven other Dou Venerate experts.
"I never expected the most enigmatic master of the Soul Hall, Hun Miesheng, to come in person."
Lei Zun-zhe, the robust Pavilion Master of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, narrowed his eyes, feeling a mix of shock, admiration, and yearning as he sensed the overwhelming aura of a Saint.
"Zhou Yi has thoroughly offended the Soul Hall. Whether he can truly rise now depends on today. If he survives Hun Miesheng's wrath, he will soar like a dragon leaping from the carp's gate. But if he fails, this joyous wedding may well turn into a funeral, and everything will vanish like smoke."
Lei Zun-zhe, however, was not overly concerned for his own safety. The major factions of Central Plains were all present today. No matter how powerful the Soul Hall was, they couldn't possibly exterminate everyone present—that would mean declaring war against the entire region.
If they were capable of such a feat, they would have unified the Central Plains long ago!
"Yao Chen is well aware of the Soul Hall's strength, and Master Zhou must be as well. He dared to make such a grand display even after killing the Second Heaven Elder—what exactly is he relying on?"
Feng Xian, the Wind Venerable, had a grave expression as he pondered silently.
He had heard of Hun Miesheng's infamy.
In a distant era, the Hall Master of the Soul Hall had once massacred dozens of sects in a single night.
That night, rivers of blood flowed, and corpses lay in heaps. Five powerful Two-Star Dou Saints perished at his hands in utter defeat.
That night cemented Hun Miesheng's fearsome reputation and established the Soul Hall as an undisputed hegemon of the Central Plains.
Even the Pill Tower dared not provoke them lightly.
His notoriety had reached a level that struck fear across the entire Central Plains. Though he had since faded from public view due to prolonged seclusion, his infamy remained undiminished.
The sky darkened, thick black mist blotting out the sun, exuding an overwhelming dread as though a world-ending demon had descended.
Amidst the black mist, three figures loomed.
Each radiated a terrifying aura.
All were Dou Saints.
Especially the one at the forefront—his presence vast and abyssal, carrying an immense soul pressure. His soul power had reached the pinnacle of the Heavenly Realm.
This was undoubtedly Hun Miesheng.
A Five-Star Dou Saint.
"Husband!"
Pei Nanwei and the others showed concern in their eyes. The oppressive aura of these three was suffocating.
"Don't worry. Wait here while I go kill some Soul Clan mongrels to entertain you and celebrate our wedding!"
Zhou Yi cast a reassuring look at Pei Nanwei and then soared into the sky.
Yao Chen followed suit, though his strength as a primary Half-Saint was clearly inadequate before Dou Saints.
"Brat, you're quite arrogant!"
The black mist swirled as a hunched, skeletal figure slowly stepped forward. Dressed in a black robe, his face was eerily gaunt, his eyes sunken, with ghostly flames flickering in his eye sockets, exuding an eerie aura.
Zhou Yi's words had naturally reached their ears.
Killing them for entertainment?
No one had ever dared to be so brazen before them.
"You must be the Grand Heavenly Venerate of the Soul Hall."
Zhou Yi smiled at the old figure and said loudly, "As the saying goes, 'A barking dog seldom bites.' The weakest always jumps out first."
"Brat, you court death!"
The Grand Heavenly Venerate's withered face darkened. Under the light, his features looked even more terrifying. The ghostly flames in his eyes flickered as he spoke hoarsely, his voice sending chills down the spine.
"Let me see if I don't extract your soul!"
Indeed, he was the weakest among the three, merely a Peak One-Star Dou Saint.
The others were Hun Miesheng and the Vice Hall Master, a Three-Star Dou Saint.
The Grand Heavenly Venerate swiftly formed a complex seal with his hand.
"Zzt—zzt!"
As soon as the seal was completed, the space around Zhou Yi rippled violently. In the next instant, countless sharp white bones emerged from the void, shooting toward him with lightning speed.
"Petty tricks."
Zhou Yi chuckled. With a flick of his sleeve, a surge of flames erupted from his palm, instantly incinerating the bone spikes.
Not only that, but the fire surged forward like a living entity, relentlessly pursuing the Grand Heavenly Venerate.
The flames flickered in shades of crimson and violet, shifting unpredictably.
It exuded an indescribable beauty and depth.
All the fire elements in the surrounding space seemed to have found their true source, rushing toward it in torrents.
As the fire consumed the ambient energy, frost began to form in the void, releasing waves of extreme cold.
It was as if the entire world had been frozen.
The Grand Heavenly Venerate's body trembled violently, his movements slowing as a dreadful sense of crisis enveloped him.
"Hall Master, save me!"
The Grand Heavenly Venerate cried out in terror. Hun Miesheng immediately extended a hand, splitting the space itself, yet the flames burned through even the void.
However, as a Five-Star Dou Saint, he was not fazed. With a flick of his wrist, he shifted the affected space elsewhere, relocating the flames.
"Is this the legendary Candle Dragon Flame?"
"Such a heavenly flame truly exists?"
Hun Miesheng locked his gaze onto Zhou Yi. He had heard that this very fire had reduced the Second Heavenly Venerate to ashes.
According to Zhou Yi, it was the Candle Dragon Flame.
Hun Miesheng was well-versed in heavenly flames. The Soul Clan even possessed the second-ranked Void Devouring Flame. But he had never heard of the Candle Dragon Flame before.
Thus, he had initially dismissed it, assuming the Second Heavenly Venerate was simply too weak.
But now, seeing the flames firsthand, he realized their terrifying power.
Even a Dou Saint like the Grand Heavenly Venerate was utterly helpless before it.
Yet, upon observing Zhou Yi's aura, Hun Miesheng sensed that he had not yet reached the Dou Saint realm.
"I originally thought my greatest reward today would be capturing Zhou Yi and Yao Chen's powerful souls, but it seems there is an unexpected bonus!"
Hun Miesheng's gaze burned with greed.
Not only did he want Zhou Yi's soul, but he also coveted the Candle Dragon Flame.
"Thank you, Hall Master, for saving my life!"
The Grand Heavenly Venerate retreated behind Hun Miesheng, his face still pale with lingering fear.
"No matter. The boy has some skill, but that's all."
Hun Miesheng waved a hand dismissively and took a step forward, staring at Zhou Yi.
"Will you surrender willingly, or shall I take action myself?"
"That depends on whether you have the ability."
As he spoke, the Universe Ring on Zhou Yi's wrist suddenly flew forth.
In that instant—
A primordial beast seemed to awaken. The oppressive aura of an innate spiritual treasure swept out, instantly shaking even Hun Miesheng's soul.
Before anyone could react—
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The heads of Hun Miesheng, the Vice Hall Master, and the Grand Heavenly Venerate exploded under the Universe Ring's impact.
Their bodies and souls alike were obliterated.
A swift and absolute death.
Zhou Yi waved his hand, storing their corpses into his spatial ring.
As the black mist dispersed, brilliant sunlight once again bathed the land.
The guests stood in stunned silence, their expressions frozen in disbelief.
"It's over just like that?"
"The Hall Master of the Soul Hall… is dead?"
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