At the end of the hour.

The so-called end of Sihsi was almost eleven o’clock in the morning. At this moment, the Dao Arena of Freedom Palace was already filled with guests invited by Freedom Palace.

Amongst these guests, seven cabinet elders were present, including Long Qingtian, who was already leisurely at home.

In addition, there were all famous figures from the Confucian School, the Buddhist School, and the Mohist School. After all, they were Dao Saint Immortal Masters marrying younger sisters.

This kind of thing was definitely a grand occasion for the wise people of the entire Heavenly Dynasty.

As the saying goes, “people are divided into groups.”

At this moment, all the people standing on the Confusion Dispel Dao Arena stood together in twos and threes. Basically, their literary and martial cultivations were divided into different schools, while their martial cultivators were divided into the attributes of Celestial Saint Essence.

Everyone was exchanging cultivation experiences with each other. At the same time, they were secretly showing off their current cultivation and realm.

Just as it was approaching noon, someone from Freedom Palace suddenly shouted, “Holy Sovereign Wen has arrived!”

A white light descended from the sky, and then Saint Kong Qiuni slowly fell from the sky to the ground.

If one looked at Kong Qiuni alone, no one would have guessed that he was a dignified Wen Sheng.

He wore a white cross-collar Confucian robe, a Confucian towel tied around his head, and a standard scholarly attire.

Perhaps some people would guess that Kong Qiuni, as a Wen Sheng, should be grey-haired and had a childish appearance. But in fact, Konchuni’s hair was dark and his face was delicate and rosy.

If it weren’t for the fact that his beard was as long as a halberd and his beard was several feet long, most people would probably think that he was a young scholar.

As soon as Kong Qiuni appeared, he smiled and cupped his hands to the people around him. The people on the arena immediately returned the greeting to Kong Qiuni and shouted in a respectful tone, “Greetings, Saint Wen.”

“Everyone, you’re welcome.”

After Kong Qiuni replied with a smile, he suddenly took out an ancient book from the void and flipped through it. There were originally many people who were prepared to talk to Kong Qiuni, but they were all stunned by his earnest reading. No one dared to rashly step forward to disturb him.

Soon, another disciple of Freedom Palace shouted, “Sage Qingyang, you’re here.”

Kong Qiuni raised his head doubtfully. He looked at Qing Yang Wufeng who was riding the golden lotus and muttered to himself, “Strange, the people of the clan didn’t hesitate to use my Holy Wen Pen in order for me to come to Freedom Palace.”

“Right now, Qingyang Wufeng, who is far away from the northern border, has also come. What is so strange about this wedding of Brother Zhuang Shenxian and his sister?”

Kong Qiuni thought for a while and shook his head. “Forget it, just wait patiently. Whoever wants to know will know.”

Following Kong Qiuni and Qing Yang Wufeng’s appearance, a few more sages came from Freedom Palace.

Many literary and martial cultivators felt that this trip was worthwhile after seeing these saints. After all, most of the saints used to exist in legends, and this was the first time most of the true true self had seen them.

Ordinary people had a circle of ordinary people, and sages naturally had a circle of sages.

Many sages gathered together and began to chat in a low voice. At this moment, the disciples of Freedom Palace shouted in a louder voice, “Holy Sovereign Dao has arrived!”

As his voice fell, Jun’er appeared on the Immortal Master Stage.

At this moment, Jun’er was wearing a brand-new purple-gold daoist robe and a purple-gold bead crown on his head. Compared to his usual sloppy appearance, it was clear that Jun’er now had the demeanor of a Dao Saint Immortal Master.

Jun’er burst into laughter when he appeared, and then he said loudly, “Today, I, Jun Zhuang Shen, will have to trouble you all to climb the mountains and wade in the water to observe the ceremony. I won’t say any more nonsense. It’s auspicious. Let’s bow first.”

Jun’er’s simple and straightforward words caused many people in the arena to laugh softly, but soon, the laughter was covered by the loud sounds of Taoist music.

A solemn and dignified feeling arose on the Dao Dispel Arena. Two pairs of Dao Sect disciples held up their command flags, banners, wats, and Seven Star Swords as they accompanied Jun Qingyin to the Dao Dispel Arena.

Everyone in the Dao Dispel Arena immediately gave Jun Qingyin a Grand Dao. Then, Dao Child appeared on both sides of the road, sprinkling flowers.

After Jun Qingyin walked to the Immortal Master Stage, Jun’er used a strand of Celestial Saint Essence to carry her to the Immortal Master Stage. Not long after, Jiang Feng also appeared.

Jiang Feng’s entire body had been sealed, and now he was being carried forward by two disciples of the Dao Sect.

When Jiang Feng arrived at the Immortal Master Stage, Jun’er likewise carried him to the Immortal Master Stage.

At this moment, Jun’er, Jun Qingyin, and Jiang Feng were standing on the Immortal Master Stage.

Jun’er pulled Jun Qingyin and Jiang Feng’s hands and said, “According to the rules of my sect, the Heavenly Dao is the greatest. Today, when my Jun Zhuang Shen married her sister, because both her parents died, she had no parents to kneel on, so she let my sister and brother-in-law take the heavens as their father and mother, and let the heavens and earth witness this beautiful marriage!”

“Kneel!”

Just as Jun’er was about to make Jiang Feng and Jun Qingyin kneel down and salute, a cold shout suddenly sounded from the sky above the Confusion Dispel Arena, “Slow down!”

Jun’er frowned and looked up at the sky.

At this moment, everyone on the Dao Dispel Arena also looked at the sky. A white light descended from the sky.

Mortal Saint Jiang Haoyu slowly appeared in the center of the Dao Hall.

Jun’er frowned when he saw that it was Jiang Haoyu. He said sullenly, “Jiang Haoyu, today is my sister’s wedding day. I don’t have the mood to fight you.”

“If you want to feel uncomfortable, don’t blame me, Jun Zhuang Shen, for being too ruthless!”

“Jun’er, do you think I’m here to cause trouble today?”

Jun’er is surnamed Jun Er, the word Zhuang Shen. Normally, the person who was intimate with Jun’er was called Zhuang Shen. Jiang Haoyu had always addressed Jun’er as “Jun’er”, which showed that his relationship with Jun’er was not good.

Jun’er frowned and asked, “Aren’t you making trouble now?”

“No, I’m trying to stop you from making a big mistake!” Jiang Haoyu shook his head.

“If you have something to say, just fart. I don’t have time to listen to you playing riddles with me here. Let me warn you, if you delay my sister’s marriage, I’ll blow up the Jiang Imperial Clan’s old mansion!”

“Jun’er, you simply don’t know what’s good for you. Do you know the identity of this Jiang Feng that your sister is going to marry?”

“What kind of identity does it have to do with you? Could it be that he is your biological father?” Jun’er sneered mercilessly.

Jiang Haoyu’s expression slightly froze. He forcefully suppressed his anger and said, “This Jiang Feng is from Void Divinity Race. He has Void Divinity Race’s bloodline on his back!”

“What?” Jun’er frowned until his eyebrows intertwined. He shouted with shock and doubt, “How is this possible? If he has Void Divinity Race’s bloodline, how can he cultivate the Celestial Saint Essence?”

“Because he died once, and now he is a reincarnated soul who came back from the lower realms. Jiang Feng used to have Void Divinity Race’s soul and Void Divinity Race’s divine body.

Right now, he only had Void Divinity Race’s soul, but not Void Divinity Race’s body. “That’s why he couldn’t cultivate the Heavenly Saint Essence in the past, but now he can!”

Jiang Feng stared at Jiang Haoyu with his eyes wide open. He could not believe what Jiang Haoyu said was true, but his instinct told him that Jiang Haoyu’s words were very likely true.

Jiang Feng’s entire body was sealed, so he was unable to ask Jiang Haoyu anything.

Jiang Haoyu looked at Jiang Feng and said, “Jun’er, if you don’t believe me, let this Jiang Feng confront me!”

“Confrontation is confrontation.” Jun’er waved his right hand and the restrictions on Jiang Feng’s body were completely removed.

Jiang Feng looked at Jiang Haoyu and shouted, “Speak! Is what you just said true or false?”

“Jiang Feng, you’re still pretending to be dead. Let me ask you, is your birth mother Hua Yuewu?” Jiang Haoyu asked.

“Yes!” Jiang Feng replied without hesitation.

“You haven’t seen your mother, have you? I’ll let you see her today.”

Jiang Haoyu’s right hand formed a sword finger and drew a circle beside him. Soon, Jiang Feng saw a scene in the circle. In the scene, a beautiful young woman was curled up into a ball and locked in a silver iron cage.

As soon as Jiang Feng saw the soul power in this woman’s Earth Yuan Pill, it began to surge wildly. Jiang Feng felt a strong sense of intimacy in his heart, and the blazing silver light in his eyes flashed.

Jiang Feng looked at the woman in the silver cage and subconsciously blurted out, “Mother!”

The woman who was originally curled up in a ball woke up. She excitedly looked around and shouted, “Feng’er! Is it you? Did you come to Feng’er?”

The woman reached out and touched the railing of the silver cage, “Ah!!”

“Feng’er, don’t worry about me. Run!”

“Feng’er, I’m not your mother. Run!”

The silver iron cage was obviously extremely aggressive. The moment the woman’s hand touched it, a wave of white smoke emitted a “puchi puchi” sound.

It was as if a woman was being frying in an oil pan.

The woman let out a miserable scream. Hearing this, Jiang Feng’s heart felt like a thousand arrows piercing through his heart. This pain penetrated deep into his bone marrow and pierced through his soul.

Jiang Haoyu put away the circular halo.

Jiang Feng screamed miserably, “Mother!”

“Old thief!”

“You deserve a thousand cuts!”

Jiang Feng unhesitatingly brandished the Nine Soul Saber’s nine soul essences. At the same time, he drew out the black sword left behind by the Black Flame Saint Sovereign and leapt into the air to slash at Jiang Haoyu.

Jiang Haoyu gently waved his right hand. The nine soul sabers that had previously been invincible to Jiang Feng instantly dissipated. At the same time, Jiang Haoyu’s divine sense transformed sword shot straight at Jiang Feng.

“Wait!” Jun’er shouted coldly, and Jiang Haoyu’s Divine Sense Transformation Sword immediately dissipated.

Jun’er grabbed the void with his right hand, and a force grabbed Jiang Feng from mid-air back onto the Immortal Master Stage.

Jun’er gritted his teeth and said, “We haven’t figured it out yet. Jiang Haoyu, don’t act recklessly.”

“The matter is still unclear? Aren’t you familiar with the Overlord Nine Souls Saber just now? Aren’t you familiar with the silver light in Jiang Feng’s eyes?”

Jun’er, don’t forget that your parents died at Void Divinity Race’s hands. “If you still protect the remnants of Void Divinity Race, I’ll see how you can let your parents’ souls rest in peace!”

Jiang Feng was pressed down on the Immortal Master Stage by Jun’er. Right now, Jiang Feng only had one thought in his heart, and that was to kill Jiang Haoyu. Therefore, Jiang Feng was constantly struggling.

Jun’er waved his right hand. He placed another dozen restrictions on Jiang Feng’s body. Apart from his eyes, Jiang Feng’s entire body didn’t move at all.

However, even so, Jiang Feng’s pupils were bloodshot from glaring at Jiang Haoyu too hard. It looked as if he was sobbing blood.

Jiang Haoyu looked at Jun’er and said, “Jun’er, the matter is obvious. This Jiang Feng is the remnant of Void Divinity Race. Do it and kill him!”