Lan Wang's eyes widened in disbelief. "Really?!"
Wasn't Miss Ruan someone who ascended from another continent? How did she suddenly become the progenitor of the demon realm?
He had only been in seclusion at the Demon Fire Altar for a short time, so why had such a great change occurred in the world?
Lan Wang was still dazed when he heard Ruan Xiyan's voice again, "Young Master Wang, the auspicious time has arrived, why haven't we seen the Demon Emperor yet?"
Lan Wang suddenly realized what was happening, checked the time, and frowned slightly. "It's time. Perhaps my brother has been delayed by something. I'll go check on him."
Today is my elder brother's wedding day, a momentous occasion for our entire demon clan. Everything else can be postponed, so why haven't my elder brother and sister-in-law arrived yet?
Just as Lan Wang was about to go and take a look, Lan Zhou, dressed in a red robe, slowly walked over, leading Yuan Lu, who was dressed in a wedding gown.
A burst of cheers erupted from the crowd, and Lan Wang breathed a slight sigh of relief upon seeing this.
For some reason, today was his elder brother's wedding, a joyous occasion that should have brought him happiness, but he felt a sense of unease.
Lan Zhou looked at everyone present and said, “Thank you all for coming to attend my wedding with Yuan’er. I am extremely grateful. I hope you all enjoy yourselves and have a wonderful time.”
The Great Elder of the Demon Clan, Yao Chang, announced, "I hereby declare the wedding ceremony officially open! The first ritual is to water the Demon Clan's Rebirth Flower, bestowing blessings upon the newlyweds."
Yao Chang opened her palm, and a fist-sized, pure white flower stamen floated into the air.
Those present poured a portion of their power into the pistil of the Rebirth Flower as a blessing for the newlyweds, a custom traditionally practiced by the demon race during weddings.
"The wedding of the demon race is quite unique. This is my first time attending a demon race wedding." Ruan Xiyan waved out a ball of power, which disappeared into the pistil of the Rebirth Flower.
Jun Yu looked at Ruan Xiyan with deep affection in his eyes, "Ayan, when we get married, I will definitely give you the grandest wedding."
The surrounding orbs of light continuously flew into the pistil of the Rebirth Flower, causing the pistil to slowly grow larger and sprout layers of petals.
The flowers of rebirth bloomed, and countless petals drifted down with the wind, creating a rain of petals in the air.
Ruan Xiyan raised her hand and caught a petal falling from the sky.
"The falling petals represent the newlyweds' blessings to you all, and they hope that you will all find someone to spend your lives with." Yao Chang continued the ceremony.
"The second ceremony is for the newlyweds to kowtow to Heaven and Earth and to the ancestors of the demon race."
A giant dragon statue, coiled and reclining, stands in front of them, emanating a faint aura of power. This statue is the Dragon Emperor, the ancestor of the demon race.
Lan Zhou and Yuan Lu faced the direction of the giant dragon statue and bowed in respect.
"The final ceremony is for the Demon King and Demon Queen to bow to each other and become husband and wife. May they live together in harmony and jointly govern the demon race," Yao Chang announced loudly.
Lan Zhou and Yuan Lu faced each other, their faces beaming with happiness. Although this happiness was fleeting, they still cherished this moment.
"Yuan'er," Lan Zhou called softly.
Yuanlu nodded to him. "The ceremony is complete. We are now husband and wife. I am content with my life. Go do what you want to do."
"I'm sorry." Lan Zhou placed a kiss on Yuan Lu's forehead.
The forces present cheered and jeering, unaware that danger was quietly approaching.
Lan Zhou's gaze swept over the people present. "I am very pleased that you all have come to attend my wedding, so I will give you a gift in return."
"You're too kind, Demon Emperor," the people said with laughter.
Lan Zhou clenched his fist, and the falling petals of the Rebirth Flower transformed into sharp blades, shooting towards everyone present.
"Brother, what are you doing?" Lan Wang rushed forward anxiously.
"Elder, stop him," Lan Zhou ordered without turning his head.
The power in Yao Chang's hand restrained Lan Wang, preventing him from going over.
"Elder, brother, are you hiding something from me? What are you planning to do!"
“Young Master, please don’t ask. His Majesty has been planning for this moment for many years. He has his own plans. Until His Majesty completes his work, Young Master, please stay here.”
Caught off guard by the sudden attack, the forces scrambled to defend themselves, but fortunately, the attackers were all quite strong, and the petals did not cause them much harm.
Just as they were about to question Lan Zhou sternly about his intentions, a black totem appeared on the ground, and at the same time, Lan Zhou's fair face was covered with dense black demonic patterns.
A layer of smoke-like power gradually rose around them, and a suffocating aura enveloped them.
Ruan Xiyan and Jun Yu exchanged a glance, and both blurted out, "Turbid air!"
"Could it be that the turbid energy within the demon race's boundary marker has erupted?" Jun Yu's expression turned solemn.
Ruan Xiyan raised her hand, looking at the wisp of turbid air wrapped around her fingertips. A small flame of Glazed Demon Flame appeared at her fingertips, purifying the wisp of turbid air.
“This turbid energy is strange,” Ruan Xiyan said. “I have had a deep dealings with turbid energy before, and I know its aura and power all too well.”
"These turbid energies are not from a full-force burst; they seem to be suppressed and restrained by something."
The forces present had just blocked the sharp blades when they were engulfed in mist, and the surrounding atmosphere made them tremble from the bottom of their hearts.
"What is this thing?! I feel like I can't breathe!" someone said, clutching their chest.
They formed a protective shield to resist the turbid air, but the turbid air could ignore the shield and imprisoned them like pairs of black hands.
With the divine power in his hand, Du Ban dispersed the turbid air that was attacking like a black snake. His eyes were sharp. "Lan Zhou, how dare you release the turbid air from the boundary marker without permission?"
"Do you want to kill everyone in the world and turn the Nine Provinces into a hellish place?!"
Others may not know what this is, but the divine realm, which also possesses boundary markers, could not possibly be unaware of it.
"Turbid air?! It's the turbid air that brought darkness 30,000 years ago!" Upon hearing this, everyone immediately panicked.
Although they did not personally experience the crisis 30,000 years ago, they had heard about what happened back then from their ancestors.
Thirty thousand years ago, turbid energy erupted from the Demon Realm without warning, blocking out the sunlight and plunging the world into darkness.
It was Cang Jun, the God Lord of the Divine Realm, who stepped forward to suppress the turbid energy, and for this he even sat on the throne of the Heavenly Dao, becoming the ruler of heaven and earth.
Those powerful figures quickly looked at Du Ban, "God King Du Ban, ten thousand years ago, the God Realm suppressed the turbid energy. Since you are a member of the God Realm, you must also know how to suppress the turbid energy."
"Please, Demigod King, save us! We don't want to die here."
Du Ban's expression darkened upon hearing their pleas.
He knew better than anyone that the divine realm had no way to suppress or resist the turbid energy; the one who suppressed the turbid energy from beginning to end was the progenitor of the demon realm.
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