What kind of person is Ye Tian? His background is unimaginably deep!
Driven by the primal instinct to survive, Yu Yuanchen didn't dare stay in this place even for a moment.
He didn't even care to rescue Yu Tianheng.
Without hesitation, he turned and ran.
"Phantom Domain!"
Seeing this, Sea Enchantress shouted loudly.
An invisible web-like domain suddenly appeared, enshrouding Yu Yuanchen within it.
His escape route was abruptly blocked by a towering mountain reaching the skies.
Yu Yuanchen's sharp, steely eyes were filled with shock.
"Impossible!"
"This is absolutely impossible!"
How could such a mountain suddenly appear out of nowhere in such a short time?
This must be an illusion!
Though he couldn't dispel it, he quickly deduced the truth.
"If I keep moving forward, I'll definitely break through!"
Yu Yuanchen's voice became hysterical.
Faced with the towering mountain, not only did he not slow down, but he sped up and charged at it.
The next moment—
Boom!
A deafening crash!
Yu Yuanchen's head collided fiercely, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.
His whole body ached as if his bones were breaking apart.
"It's an illusion! Everything is an illusion!"
Yu Yuanchen bit down hard on the tip of his tongue, swallowing a mouthful of his own blood to force clarity into his mind.
Sure enough, his method worked.
The pain in his bones disappeared entirely; the only sensation left was a faint sting on his tongue.
Even the enormous mountain in front of him began to fade.
This realization made Yu Yuanchen shiver with fear. The illusions conjured by the bespectacled woman behind him had already advanced to the level of simulating pain.
If his willpower had been any weaker, he might have been trapped in the illusion forever.
Not daring to linger for even a second, he bolted toward the edge of the farm with all his might.
Feeling the thrill of narrowly escaping death, he burst out laughing:
"You'll have to try in your next life if you want to kill me!"
"Damn it, he actually saw through my illusion!" Sea Enchantress stopped her pursuit, muttering with frustration.
Ye Tian glanced at her and retorted, "You shouted so loudly—who wouldn't hear you?"
Bibi Dong squinted as she gazed at Yu Yuanchen's retreating figure and also ceased chasing him.
At their level, whether or not they could catch him was clear with just a glance.
"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's speed in fleeing truly lives up to its reputation."
But just as her words fell—
Yu Yuanchen collided as if hitting a powerful barrier, stumbling backward repeatedly.
"Another illusion?!"
Yu Yuanchen was horrified!
"How could that woman's domain activate so quickly and repeatedly?"
"Oh? An illusion?"
At this moment, a disdainful voice came from the sky above.
"Look closely. Is this an illusion?"
Following the voice, Yu Yuanchen raised his head and saw a middle-aged man with golden pupils and dark-gold hair standing gracefully in the air.
Seeing this, Yu Yuanchen's hands began to tremble. His words became stammered.
"Qian... Qian Daoliu!!"
"Heh, young one, I didn't expect you to still remember me," Qian Daoliu said with his hands behind his back.
"It's an illusion! This must be an illusion!"
Yu Yuanchen refused to believe that Qian Daoliu would appear here.
He gritted his teeth inwardly—this must be another terrifying illusion conjured by the bespectacled woman to scare him.
Completely enraged, Yu Yuanchen roared:
"A warrior may be killed, but never humiliated!"
"Ninth Soul Skill: Blazing Charge!"
"I'll make you stop pretending to be Qian Daoliu!"
"Annoying."
A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes.
In the next instant, a sword appeared in his hand.
With one smooth motion, he swung the sword down—so effortlessly that he didn't even need to use a soul skill.
The air fell utterly silent.
Yu Yuanchen could no longer utter a sound.
His eyes were filled with terror.
His final thought was: This isn't an illusion!
Thud!
Yu Yuanchen's corpse hit the ground.
Qian Daoliu, who had his back turned to Yu Yuanchen, didn't spare him a glance.
Such small fry weren't even worth his attention.
Calmly sheathing his Angelic Sword, Qian Daoliu walked toward Bibi Dong with his hands behind his back, his voice icy:
"If it weren't for Xiaoxue's warning, I wouldn't have known you were in East Sea City."
"Moving quickly as ever, I see. That Titled Douluo earlier—he's from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, isn't he?"
"I've already told you, the 'Soul Hunt Plan' is full of flaws and cannot be executed. Are you treating my words like air?"
Hearing this, Bibi Dong raised her chin, refusing to even look at Qian Daoliu.
"Save your outdated nonsense. Whatever I do, I have my reasons—you don't need to meddle!"
"However, I can assure you that this time, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan came looking for trouble. This wasn't part of the Soul Hunt Plan."
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu's expression softened significantly.
The Soul Hunt Plan was essentially pushing the Spirit Hall into a fire pit.
Though strong, the Spirit Hall wasn't powerful enough to take on the entire continent.
"Why are you here?"
Bibi Dong frowned deeply. She clearly had no desire to see Qian Daoliu's irritating face.
"Of course, I'm here for him." Qian Daoliu pointed at Ye Tian domineeringly.
This startled Ye Tian, who took a step back, looking at Qian Daoliu in shock.
In his mind, he had always pictured the 170-something-year-old Qian Daoliu as a gray-bearded old man.
Seeing him today, he realized how mistaken he was.
Qian Daoliu looked even younger than someone in their thirties.
If not for his slightly graying dark-gold hair, even being in his twenties wouldn't seem far-fetched.
"May I ask why the Grand Worshipper seeks me?"
Ye Tian bowed slightly, maintaining his composure as he spoke.
"No rush. Today is your wedding. We'll discuss this tomorrow."
A faint smile appeared on Qian Daoliu's face.
"Your wife, Hu Liena, is part of our Spirit Hall. Today, I'm simply here to offer my blessings."
"Many thanks for honoring us, Grand Worship[er."
On the surface, Ye Tian expressed great joy and bowed again.
Internally, however, he was cursing Qian Daoliu's ancestors.
He wanted to continue showing courtesy—after all, Qian Daoliu was an Ultimate Douluo. Keeping up appearances was the safer choice.
But before he could speak further, Bibi Dong dragged him away.
"No need to bother with him."
"Take Nana to Butterfly Valley quickly. Don't miss the auspicious hour."
It was clear that the conflict between Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu ran deep.
Reflecting on how he had essentially stolen Qian Daoliu's daughter-in-law, Ye Tian shuddered at the thought of being discovered. He'd surely be turned into dust by Qian Daoliu.
Still, Ye Tian made up his mind—he would ensure that this humiliation of the Angel Clan was etched into history, never to be erased.
Without Yu Tianheng and the other troublemakers, the wedding proceeded smoothly.
The previously hiding guests also began emerging from their dormitories.
"Ye Tian, what just happened?"
Sitting in the bridal sedan, Hu Liena asked with concern.
"Nothing major. It's all been handled."
Waving his hand dismissively, Ye Tian decided there was no need to trouble Hu Liena with the details.
The wedding turned out to be lively and joyous.
Sea Enchantress even managed to guide butterflies into the crowd.
When Ye Tian and Hu Liena entered hand in hand, the entire Butterfly Valley erupted in cheers.
(End of Chapter)
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