However, before he could get ready, a man walked around him and entered the hall built on the long flat roof.

"Hey! This brother hasn't registered his name yet!"

Lan Yan hurriedly tried to dissuade him, feeling quite unhappy.

He knew that this man was an elder of Tianyun Pavilion, but it would be too rude to walk in without saying hello.

Unexpectedly, the man still ignored Lan Yan and walked right past him into the hall.

Just as Lan Yan was about to rebuke, an extremely terrifying pressure suddenly swept across the entire Fengyun Mountain Range, and a huge formation that suppressed cultivation levels lit up underground.

Lan Yan, Long Zhi, and even several powerful saints around Bai Ge were suppressed by the formation and pressure and could not move.

"What's going on?"

Lan Yan was filled with doubt and uncertainty, and turned his gaze towards the source of the pressure.

Jiang Zhige was seen standing not far away with his hands behind his back. He was wearing a black and red robe and was looking up at the red bridge which had not yet landed.

Seeing this scene, hundreds of powerful people in the hall and even the people in the heaven were stunned.

Mo Ziyan was struck by lightning, she stood there in a daze, tears silently overflowed from her eyes, like a spring.

The black robe and black skirt are what men wear when they get married.

Bai Ge instantly understood what Jiang Zhige was thinking and said angrily: "Jiang Zhige! Do you know what you are doing?!"

If he was able to move, he would have killed Jiang Zhige on the spot.

Jiang Zhige ignored it, raised his hand lightly, and drew a wisp of spiritual power to bring out the dark purple smoke in the sedan.

At this time, Mo Ziyan was wearing a phoenix crown, a red veil covering her face, an embroidered red skirt, and a shawl on her shoulders. Even without looking at her face, she was as beautiful as a fairy.

Unfortunately, she said nothing, her body was a little stiff, and she seemed unaware of the situation outside.

Jiang Zhige held Mo Ziyan's hand and walked into the hall side by side.

Long Zhi, who was standing outside the hall, stared with eyes wide open, not understanding what was going on, and could only let the two men step into the hall.

The hall was still empty, with only Lu Tianjiao sitting in the guest seat.

At the same time, many guests came from all directions and stood above the Fengyun Mountains with a look of surprise on their faces.

Didn't you say you were here for a wedding? Why is there such a strong pressure in Fengyun Mountain Range, and why is it shrouded by a large formation? Jiang Zhige and Mo Ziyan walked side by side to the center of the hall and loosened their clenched hands.

Light candles and burn incense, and play bamboo and music.

"Bow to heaven and earth!"

The two men raised their hands and bowed deeply towards the north.

"Bow to your parents!"

The two men turned around and bowed deeply to the empty throne.

"Husband and wife bow to each other!"

The two men stood up, faced each other, bowed their heads and bowed again.

"Three bows to get married, and be faithful forever!"

"The ceremony is over!"

After he finished speaking, only Lu Tianjiao's applause was heard.

He looked at the two of them with a look of emotion, and said with a smile: "The two of you are old and harmonious, and you are as happy as a pair. Congratulations, congratulations."

In fact, Lu Tianjiao knew that this day would come, but the sudden appearance of the Bai family caused this day to come too early.

In the heaven, countless cultivators felt sad. They originally thought that the Demon Emperor had kept strangers away from him all his life and had never had a confidante.

Little did people know that hundreds of years ago, he already had a wife whom he married in a formal ceremony.

"No matter what he did later, this kind of sentiment is indeed admirable."

"Yes, even Fairy Nangong was unable to marry the Demon Emperor back then."

Hundreds of years ago, only Lu Tianjiao was happy for him, but now, countless people in heaven are congratulating him.

There was applause one after another, and then a wave of cheers.

To this day, the memory scenes have completely overturned their impression of the Demon Emperor's tyranny and bloodlust.

Inside the Zhengyang Temple, Mo Ziyan looked at Jiang Zhige, who was kneeling in the center of the temple and was already on the verge of death. Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but she was choked with sobs and couldn't utter a word. Her vision was already blurred by tears.

Nangong Rou also had tears in her eyes and she covered her mouth with her hands, crying uncontrollably.

She originally thought that, although she would become a thing of the past, Mo Ziyan should be similar to her.

Now I understand that Mo Ziyan did not miss Jiang Zhige. They were a real couple who got married in the church.

Jiang Zhige looked melancholy as he gently lifted the red veil of Mo Ziyan.

Mo Ziyan is very beautiful today. In his impression, today seems to be the most beautiful day for Mo Ziyan.

Unfortunately, Mo Ziyan's eyes were dull and she stared at Jiang Zhige blankly, as if the person she was going to marry was not Jiang Zhige at all.

Not long ago, Mo Ziyan refused to get married, so Long Zhi cast a spell on her, and now she is unconscious.

Jiang Zhige can indeed remove the spell, but there is more to do today than just getting married, so it’s better to just let Mo Ziyan stay here obediently.

After all, there were several powerful saints in the Bai family. Even though Jiang Zhige had set up the formation in advance, the Bai family still quickly broke through the formation.

Many powerful men from Donglin Province looked at each other in confusion in the sky. Seeing that the formation was broken, they did not rush over and decided to take a look at the situation first.

"Jiang Zhige! I want you to die!"

Bai Ge, who had harbored murderous intent since they met, could no longer endure it and rushed towards Jiang Zhige with a surge of spiritual power in his body.

Outside the hall, Long Zhi raised her hand to stop Bai Ge. She calmed down a little, walked to the door and asked, "Master Jiang, what do you mean?"

On the day of his disciple's wedding, Jiang Zhige, as the master, actually ran over wearing a black robe and kowtowed three times to his disciple to marry him. When this news got out, everyone was shocked.

If Jiang Zhige didn't want Mo Ziyan to marry Bai Ge, he could have chosen other methods. At this time, he was tantamount to declaring war on the Bai family.

"Mom! Why waste your time talking to him? He is just trying to humiliate me!"

Bai Ge didn't bother to explain, and his eyes were full of murderous intent as he looked at Jiang Zhige.

He and Lan Yan knew very well that the relationship between Mo Ziyan and Jiang Zhige was not as simple as master and disciple.

Jiang Zhige and Mo Ziyan are getting married today. He is not trying to interrupt the wedding, nor is he deliberately provoking the Bai family. Instead, he is really getting married with Mo Ziyan.

Thinking of how Mo Ziyan had knelt outside the Yangxin Palace for a long time, and was in a state of agony because she couldn't marry Jiang Zhige, Bai Ge was filled with rage. Although he hadn't gotten Mo Ziyan yet, he felt like he was being cheated on.

Jiang Zhige did not explain. He put his hands behind his back, with wisps of black demonic energy emanating from his body, and walked towards the Bai family members outside the door step by step.

"Brother Lu, please take good care of Zi Yan for me."

"That's natural."

Lu Tianjiao was not surprised by Jiang Zhige's demonic aura. He stood up and stood guard at Mo Ziyan's side.

"Demon, demon cultivator?!"

Seeing the demonic energy surrounding Jiang Zhige, Long Zhi and his companions were instantly terrified and no longer in the mood to ask Jiang Zhige about his purpose.

Bai Ge, who was still shouting a second ago, felt his legs go weak and he was quietly retreating.