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第两千八百三十一章 模拟风暴

Lin Xuan had seen many things, but the grand wedding he was witnessing now was something he had never heard of or even imagined. Even among mortal emperors who wed their most beloved princesses, none could match its scale and splendor.

The servants' voices grew louder as they approached. Following the Milky Way, one by one, magnificent carriages emerged from the clouds.

These were not ordinary carriages; they resembled elaborately decorated pavilions instead. Each was crafted with precious wood, sturdy yet emitting a refreshing aroma that permeated the air.

On top of these pavilions, beautiful women in vibrant attire adorned the scene. Some sang melodiously, others danced and played musical instruments like pipas and flutes. Even acrobats were performing.

The lively atmosphere filled the cloud sea around them.

After some time, the songs transformed into a more soothing melody. Larger carriages appeared, each with nine tiers reaching dozens of feet in height. The wood used was different from before, exquisitely crafted to an almost unparalleled degree.

It was beyond description.

Eight different types of spirit beasts pulled these carriages: colorful dragons, celestial phoenixes, peacocks, and great birds...

Lin Xuan's eyes widened in astonishment as the guests, many of whom were at the peak of their cultivation, let out exclamations of wonder.

These eight extraordinary beasts were renowned for their power. The strongest among them were true spirits of the first grade. However, while the colorful dragons and celestial phoenixes before him were not yet at that level, they had reached the realm of spirit projection.

After all, even true dragons or celestial winds could not be born with true spirit strength; they merely surpassed humans and ordinary beasts in power. Advancing to a true spirit required diligent cultivation.

Hard work brought rewards, no matter who you were. Talent alone couldn't make one instantly powerful without effort.

This was the natural law, applicable both in the secular world and among cultivators. To become strong, one had to pay the price. Even true dragons or celestial phoenixes could not escape this rule.

The eight beasts before him certainly weren’t at the level of true spirits; even a true immortal would find such luxury unaffordable. But due to their bloodline, they were undoubtedly much stronger than their peers. The fact that this mysterious Qianqian Fairy had managed to gather these spirit projection-level beasts was truly impressive.

Despite hearing about her as an intermediate stage cultivator, the guests' initial skepticism and doubts lingered like a dark cloud. Changing one's perception required more than mere rumors.

However, seeing such grandeur, especially the last carriage or pavilion, all their skepticism vanished.

Controlling these eight spirit beasts was no easy feat for even old monsters at the peak of their cultivation. This proved that this mysterious Qianqian Fairy was anything but ordinary.

"Phew."

Lin Xuan sighed in relief as everyone's attention finally shifted away from him. He was genuinely curious about what made this Qianqian Fairy so extraordinary. The mystery would soon be revealed!

Lin Xuan extended his divine sense.

While such an intrusion might be considered impolite, he wasn't the only one doing it. Almost all guests were eager to see the woman who had turned Dragon Realization Immortal into a man again. Only a few mature and restrained ones refrained from doing so. Most cultivators released their divine senses.

Boom!

The air seemed to distort as everyone's divine sense was unleashed. They had no intention of harming Qianqian Fairy, but with so many old monsters simultaneously projecting their divine senses, the combined effect was formidable.

Inadvertently, it transformed into a storm of divine senses.

Boom!

A massive vortex appeared in front, distorting space and sweeping towards the colorful carriage.

"Bad luck!"

The old monsters were shocked. Lin Xuan was equally stunned. He might be clever, but who could have predicted such an event?

Even Dragon Realization Immortal was speechless. This top-tier powerhouse of the Three Realms had not anticipated this dramatic turn of events. He felt proud as Qianqian's grandeur left the old monsters speechless, but his joy turned to dread when he realized what might happen.

"Brother, save your wife."

The Dragon Venerable cried out beside him. Dragon Realization Immortal knew that as a top-tier cultivator of the Three Realms, he could reverse natural laws.

But who caused this scene? It was a hundred old monsters at his level. Each was weaker than him, but together their combined divine senses created something far beyond mere divine sense manifestation.

It was a spatial storm!

Yes, it was like the turbulent space currents between realms such as Spirit and Demon Realms or Spirit and Netherworlds. When these currents became strong enough, they transformed into destructive storms that could destroy everything.

Even old monsters would face near-certain death if caught in one of these storms.

This was exactly what was happening here—a small-scale spatial storm created by the叠加of divine senses.

While its power couldn't match a true spatial storm, it shared all the characteristics. It contained spatial laws at an advanced level. Dragon Realization Immortal could break through but not in time.

Damnit!

How could such an incident occur during a wedding?

No, this was more of a mix-up. If Qianqian Fairy were injured or perished, Dragon Realization Immortal would never let it go.

The guests' faces turned pale as they realized the trouble caused by their curiosity. If only they hadn't released their divine senses to investigate.

Everyone thought this way, but did it matter now?

Regret was useless at this point. Now all eyes were on Qianqian Fairy's response.

Would she truly be a top-tier cultivator? If so, there might still be hope.

Lin Xuan shared similar thoughts as his fears and worries flashed through his mind. The situation was dire; describing it as hanging by a thread was an understatement. The sudden appearance of the simulated storm caught everyone off guard—except for Lin Xuan and the old monsters. The servants and spirit projection beings continued their singing and dancing without noticing.

If Qianqian Fairy couldn't resolve this crisis, the entire carriage would be engulfed.

Before long, the simulated storm was only ten feet away from the colorful carriage.

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