Chapter 293: Rebirth - I Became the Grandpa (17)

"It's you!"

Yang Shentian's face twisted with rage. He felt as if a bright green hat had been placed firmly on his head. The entire hall of guests seemed to be watching his humiliation.

Dongfang Yunxing ignored him. He turned to Lu Xuewei. The golden phoenix crown on her head fell away, revealing her devastatingly beautiful face.

Lu Xuewei gazed at the familiar figure. The youthful softness from years ago had faded, replaced by a steady, mature aura.

"Lu Xuewei," Dongfang Yunxing said, his voice clear and resolute. "If we can leave this place alive today, with heaven as our witness and sun and moon as our bond, will you marry me and become my wife?"

The sky churned. It seemed as if the heavens themselves were furious.

The grand protective array of the Great Sun Sacred Land enveloped the world, and countless golden figures emerged, forming the array's boundaries.

All the powerful experts gathered in the Southern Domain watched in disbelief.

"That's Dongfang Yunxing—the greatest dark horse to rise in the Southern Domain over the past decade. He has the potential to become a saint."

"How dare he? This is the Great Sun Sacred Land. He won't walk out of here alive today."

"I have to admit, Dongfang Yunxing has true courage. To challenge both the Great Sun Sacred Land and the Drifting Snow Sacred Land for a single woman…"

"What a pity. Such a promising common-born genius from the Southern Domain…"

Many elders from various forces recognized him. In the past ten years, Dongfang Yunxing's name had shaken the Southern Domain. He had fought his way into the top five of the Prodigy Ranking. Sacred Lands had offered to take him as a disciple, only to be rejected. Hidden experts had tried to accept him as a successor, only to be turned down as well.

Lu Xuewei smiled, her face capable of toppling nations, and nodded gently. She extended a slender arm. Dongfang Yunxing took her hand.

"I, Lu Xuewei, am willing to be Dongfang Yunxing's wife. For all eternity, my heart will never waver."

Yang Shentian's face turned purple with fury. On his wedding day, in front of the entire Southern Domain, he had been cuckolded.

"Adulterous man and slut! I will kill you both with my own hands!"

He roared and attacked. The grand array sealed the area as Yang Shentian struck personally, determined to personally execute Dongfang Yunxing and Lu Xuewei to vent his hatred and wash away his shame.

An elder of the Great Sun Sacred Land ordered, "Activate the array! Do not let anyone escape! The Emperor Son will kill them himself!"

If Yang Shentian did not personally slay the pair today, it might damage his Dao heart and hinder his future cultivation.

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No one in the Great Sun Sacred Land doubted that Yang Shentian could kill them. He was the Emperor Son of the Great Sun Sacred Land, the greatest genius the Southern Domain had seen in ten thousand years. The difference between Emperor Talent and Saint Talent was like heaven and earth.

Dongfang Yunxing remained calm, a sharp glint in his eyes. He looked at Yang Shentian and spoke indifferently, "Today, I will kill you."

His tone was flat, as if simply stating a fact.

He had received his master's command: be bold and act freely.

Before Yang Shentian could laugh in contempt, ancient and obscure characters flashed. A resounding war horn echoed.

Dongfang Yunxing's aura surged explosively.

Battle Secret.

The black sword in his hand blazed with inextinguishable black flames. In an instant, a cage of swords formed from all directions, trapping Yang Shentian.

The black flames spread. Yang Shentian's golden robes burned in the void. His hair and eyebrows were incinerated in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it! Bastard! I will make you die!"

Yang Shentian roared. Layers of golden halos spun around him like a blazing sun as he charged straight at Dongfang Yunxing.

Dongfang Yunxing held Lu Xuewei in his arms. Facing the approaching Yang Shentian, he transformed his black sword into a dragon. Yet Yang Shentian shattered it with three punches, breaking the blade to pieces.

"What other tricks do you have left?" Yang Shentian snarled. "If that's all, then die. I'll kill that slut first, then torture you slowly!"

Though golden sacred light still swirled around him, his entire body was burning under the Undying Nether Flames. Even with the Emperor-grade techniques of the Great Sun Sacred Land, he could not extinguish or resist the terrifying fire.

The moment his words fell, countless runes gathered in the sky above him, forming intersecting lines that condensed into a massive five-fingered palm. It descended from the heavens with overwhelming terror, causing even the elders of the Great Sun Sacred Land to tremble.

"Not good! The Emperor Son is in danger!"

Dongfang Yunxing's killing move was aimed straight at Yang Shentian's life.

Everyone found it hard to believe. Was Yang Shentian actually going to lose—perhaps even die?

At the critical moment, a golden protective barrier suddenly appeared around Yang Shentian and clashed with the terrifying palm.

"That is a life-saving artifact given to the Emperor Son by one of the Great Sun Sacred Land's Saint ancestors. It activates when his life is threatened. Even if Dongfang Yunxing were at the Saint realm, he could not threaten the Emperor Son's life with his current Void Refining cultivation."

"The outcome is already decided. Dongfang Yunxing is alone, while Yang Shentian stands behind the entire Great Sun Sacred Land. Even if he defeats the Emperor Son, he cannot kill him, and the Sacred Land will never let him escape."

"What a pity… I didn't expect this youth named Dongfang Yunxing to be strong enough to defeat Yang Shentian. Truly a shame…"

Many sighed in regret. Had they discovered him earlier, they would have spared no expense to recruit him. But now, he had offended both the Great Sun Sacred Land and the Drifting Snow Sacred Land. He was doomed.

No one believed Dongfang Yunxing could break through the Saint-level protection and threaten Yang Shentian.

But at that very moment, the three-legged nether crow totem behind Dongfang Yunxing—whose eyes had remained tightly shut—slowly opened.

No one understood what had happened.

Yang Shentian had just breathed a sigh of relief when the indestructible barrier, filled with the aura of a Saint, disintegrated into nothing in an instant.

It happened too suddenly. No one had time to react.

The massive palm covered in ten thousand runes descended from the sky and struck Yang Shentian directly.

A mournful cry echoed throughout the entire Great Sun Sacred Land.

The elders of the Great Sun Sacred Land watched with bloodshot eyes, their faces filled with grief and fury.

"No… Emperor Son…"

Yang Shentian was dead.

The sudden turn of events had left no expert with time to intervene. Or perhaps, in that fleeting instant, time itself had accelerated countless times over.

The bright sun in the sky still shone with dazzling brilliance.

Yet in the eyes of all the Southern Domain powerhouses who had come to witness the ceremony, that radiant sun now appeared… incomparably dark.

Only one thought echoed in everyone's minds:

"The sky of the Southern Domain… is about to collapse!"