"Reincarnation Ghost Burial!"

Black flames swept in from the depths of hell, the deadly flames of two million dead!

"It's just a trivial trick, don't put up a fight!"

The archbishop in the golden robes swung his sword with disdain, but his expression changed drastically when flames engulfed the Judgment Greatsword.

"this……"

He sensed a strong aura of death, the power of another world, and judging from the flames, it was power from hell.

After delivering this blow, Jiang Yuan's eight gates were shattered and his inner world collapsed. He was forced back to his original form, and even his wedding clothes were torn to shreds.

"Husband!" Liu Zhaodi bit her red lips tightly. She was waiting for the battle to end. If it didn't end, then she would have to take action.

"Ugh!"

A piercing scream echoed through the heavens; it was the voice of the golden-robed archbishop. His majesty was gone; his noble golden robes were now stained with black flames, and black fire was emanating from every pore of his body.

"Heaven protects me!"

The golden-robed archbishop screamed wildly, but the Heavenly Dao did not respond. The Heavenly Dao's ruthlessness was not just a saying; it would not break the rules of the battlefield for the death of an ant.

"archbishop!"

The other cardinals rushed forward, but fearing they would be infected by the hellfire, they kept only ten meters away.

“You can still be saved if you go back to the Heavenly Mirror Temple now, otherwise, you will die a terrible death!” Liu Zhaodi suddenly said.

"I...I..." The golden-robed archbishop trembled, his eyes filled with an indescribable emotion—fear mixed with resentment. "Jiang Yuan, I will never forgive you!"

After saying this, the archbishop in the golden robe turned and left.

"Jiang Yuan, we'll meet again!"

The remaining nine cardinals looked at Jiang Yuan with complicated expressions. Perhaps they had figured it out, or perhaps they hated Jiang Yuan even more. But in any case, a rift had already formed between the Judge and the Heavenly Dao. This was an irreparable crack, and it was destined to grow larger and larger.

"Walk!"

The entire Tianjian Temple withdrew from the battlefield, leaving Ancheng in complete silence. This was the first time anyone had directly forced the Tianjian Temple to retreat on the battlefield, a truly legendary feat.

What does the Heavenly Mirror Temple represent? It represents the supreme Heavenly Dao. And now, the will of the Heavenly Dao has been defied and even forced back—this is unprecedented!

"Tsk tsk, no wonder killing this kid would bring such a crazy reward!"

Who was most affected by this battle? The answer is definitely the humans present. Only now do they understand why the God-Slaying Mission offers such an unimaginable reward as a godhood. It's because Jiang Yuan himself is a near-godlike madman. Killing him is tantamount to slaying an unparalleled god, and rewarding him with a godhood is not a random act on the battlefield.

"What should we do?! Should we still attend this wedding?"

Looking at the mess of the Lucky Temple, those who hadn't yet given gifts hesitated. If they could befriend people like Jiang Yuan and his wife, it would definitely be beneficial, but the two had also made enemies of the Heavenly Mirror Temple, which put them in a very conflicted position.

However, this conflict was perfectly resolved as soon as it surfaced, because the Temple of Fortune suddenly announced that the wedding would proceed as scheduled, but only for its internal members.

...

"Fool, why are you still going to complete the ceremony like this? Go and rest!"

Liu Zhaodi helped Jiang Yuan walk towards the temple with heartache. She couldn't persuade Jiang Yuan otherwise, so she could only help him to the temple.

"My husband promised that the wedding must be perfect."

After saying that, Jiang Yuan coughed violently, almost every breath he exhaled was accompanied by a pool of blood. The opening of the Eight Gates almost destroyed his ancient martial arts body. He was able to hold on until now entirely because of his ruthlessness and his feelings for Liu Zhaodi.

"You brat, stop with all the formalities. Don't meddle in things like the wedding ceremony. Your future is about fighting against beings we can't even touch. A god kneeling before mortals is beneath us!" Liu Hongyuan also spoke up to stop Jiang Yuan's idea. After all, bowing to one's parents at a wedding is a matter of etiquette, and it would save a lot of trouble if he said it himself.

“Uncle, you are Zhaodi’s father, so we can’t be careless about etiquette!” Jiang Yuan understood this point.

"You brat, change your way of addressing me! What, you look down on me, Liu Hongyuan, and don't want to be my son-in-law anymore, huh?" Liu Hongyuan got angry when he heard Jiang Yuan address him, but of course, he was just trying to change the subject.

"Father-in-law, that's not what I meant!" Jiang Yuan explained with a wry smile.

"Alright, listen to me this time. As long as you're happy with your own wedding, don't worry about us!"

Liu Hongyuan waved his hand and said, "Everyone, get out. Today's wedding night has become the talk of the entire battlefield. Now we need to give the newlyweds some space to whisper to each other!"

Although An Xiaoyu and the others were still worried about Jiang Yuan's condition, with Liu Zhaodi there, they could only leave first, no matter how worried they were. After all, Liu Zhaodi herself was the strongest divine medicine master in China. If she was helpless, then others would be even more useless!