Under the sky, everyone watched the golden mark appearing in their palms with the vows. Although they didn’t fully understand what it represented, it did not stop them from cheering excitedly.
Co on, they might not understand those Mystical Sect marks or vows, but surely they understand basic words.
The mont those three words [I do] are spoken, it signifies the completion of the ceremony!!
If it weren’t for not being there in person, they would be jeering for a kiss.
Unfortunately, everyone’s heartfelt wishes could not be conveyed to the sky.
The guests invited into the Domain wanted to join the fun but felt that the current atmosphere was not suitable for wedding mischief.
Thus, in such an ambiance, the representatives from the Academy of Mystique suddenly jumped out.
Leading them, Shellback’s small face was filled with excitent as he shouted loudly towards the two in the center of the altar,
"Boss!"
Scarlett Jennings and Samuel Chalrs simultaneously turned to look, seeing the little Imp Sprites from the Academy lined up with faces of excitent and seriousness.
Curious, Scarlett heard Shellback say loudly,
"Boss, we’ve prepared wedding blessings for you as well!"
Earlier, everyone had finished their performance, and it was not their turn, but it didn’t matter; now was just as good.
Scarlett was a bit surprised, seeing Shellback turn around and raise his hand.
In the next mont, lively music suddenly played from an unknown source, and as the music rang, the little Imp Sprites began dancing in unison.
Scarlett almost instantly recognized it as the blessing dance of the Demon Clan.
It is a dance that all students of the Academy can perform.
Originally, this blessing dance would only appear on grand occasions like centennial celebrations, yet the Imp Sprites chose to perform it here.
And they danced so uniformly, clearly having practiced secretly.
The secret preparation of this program by the Imp Sprites was sothing that even the students participating in the Special Demon Squad were unaware of.
But this did not prevent them from joining in.
Everyone saw a bunch of three-headed little kids dancing a strange prayer dance, and soon, more people joined in.
Hannah Hearne quickly brought the Special Demon Squad students to join, even the always icy Callum Yuan was pulled by Dashiell to dance.
Hill and Alas, although not in the Special Demon Squad, were mbers of the Academy of Mystique, naturally wouldn’t miss out.
The venue instantly shifted from a solemn, romantic atmosphere to one of lively gaiety.
And with the students of the Academy dancing, the not-too-complicated dance made Greta and Olivia Xalvadora unconsciously sway.
Within the Domain, the atmosphere was fervent.
Outside the sky canopy, at this ti watching the sky canopy, the students and teachers of the Academy of Mystique couldn’t help but start dancing the blessing dance.
After all, the bride of this wedding, Scarlett Jennings, also ca from their academy.
As the only Ten-tailed Sky Fox, even... the Heavenly Dao.
And the other, the Dragon Vein, equally closely related to their Demon Clan.
This wedding of theirs, how could it not be considered a celebration for the Demon Clan?
Nobody knew that an offline revelry had inexplicably begun at Capital tropolitan Demon Street and the Academy of Mystique.
And this revelry, with the joining of the Academy and a crowd of guests, beca more fervent and joyous.
No one knows how long it lasted, seemingly just a blink of an eye.
The sky canopy disappeared.
At the sa ti, the guests in the Domain were also sent out.
Like a dream, in the blink of an eye, everyone returned to their original positions.
Including Shellback and Ivan without exception.
Except...
Scarlett Jennings and Samuel Chalrs.
As the concerned parties, after the wedding, the remaining ti belonged to them alone.
In front of the grand palace, with the disappearance of the guests, ultimately only the two of them remained.
Scarlett’s mind shifted, the palace before her vanished, and everything in front blurred back to that day.
That day, she awoke deep in his Heart Vein.
Yet to realize what had transpired, she perceived his presence.
Turning her head, she saw him with reddened eyes.
It seed to be her first ti seeing him cry.
Or perhaps she had seen it in a past life as Althea.
But she doesn’t rember.
All she knows is that at that mont, she was deeply bound.
In this world, soone was always waiting for her return, and that was enough.
In what seed like the sa scene as before, the two leaned against each other, sitting in the Heart Vein, watching the undulating mountains before them, the calmness of the world seemingly leaving only the two of them.
The only difference was that they were dressed in garnts representing celebration and blessing.
Samuel clasped her hand, gazing at the golden mark in their palms for a long while, softly asked her,
"Will you regret it?"
If not for... she could have beco the next Heavenly Dao.
Although he could affirm that she wouldn’t regret it right now, would she, as ti flies and she, like Althea, walks through millennia, lant not having reached another step?
Listening to his words, Scarlett did not respond but instead asked,
"Do you think Althea ever regretted?"
Samuel paused in silence for a mont, yet before he could answer, Scarlett already voiced the reply,
"I connected with her Divine Soul within the Domain. Perhaps the forr her had regrets, but never once did she regret."
She paused, looked at Samuel, her voice earnest.
She said,
"I am the sa."
She would not regret it; not even after a thousand or ten thousand years would she regret.
Up to today, she is still glad she returned.
Returned to be with him, and all those who love her.
Hearing this, Samuel felt a slight stir in his heart, his black eyes growing deeper, instinctively wanting to draw closer to her.
Scarlett moved a step ahead, whispering near his ear with a hint of mischief, yet sincere,
"Do you know?"
"Those with attachnts in their hearts cannot beco the true Heavenly Dao."
Like Althea once was.
Like her.
From the beginning, they had already made their choice.
And the once Damian, the current him, and everyone who appeared today in the Domain, are that [attachnt].
Rather than regret, what she desires is no regrets.
As soon as the words fell, her lips gently pressed against his cheek.
The soft touch like a feather’s fall, Samuel instinctively turned, his black eyes deeply gazing at her, the next mont, without any hesitation, wrapped her waist and then lowered his head, kissing her lips.
With their breaths intermingling, golden light gently flickered around them, and behind Scarlett, Ten Tails slowly revealed.
The large, soft Fox Tail swayed behind her as if responding, Samuel’s surrounding golden light began to joyfully twine around her tails, fluttering.
Like another joyous feast.
No one knows how long, as the wild terrain they stood upon transford into another realm.
Scarlet curtains frad an opulent setting.
It was evidently the bridal chamber from six thousand years ago when they married.
The difference was that the bridal chamber before them now exclusively belonged to them.
As the layered wedding attire fell to the ground, an inexplicable touch of pink appeared at the base of Scarlett’s Ten Tails, watching Samuel’s light losing a bit of its asure, without hesitation she enveloped them both tightly with her Ten Tails.
Just like then, feeling each other’s breath approaching, she clasped his hand, initiating to wrap his arm around her waist.
Allowing themselves to draw nearer.
Outside the Fox Tail, the golden light was unprecedentedly active, dancing.
Brimming with joy and happiness, until it completely dyed this Domain an eye-catching gold.
Spiritual energy rapidly burgeoned within this golden realm, swiftly in the blink of an eye...
Within the Domain, all things thrived.
*
The dense and pure spiritual energy almost broke through the Domain, instantly enveloping the entire world.
Magnolia Hearne and others who just returned to reality seed to feel it, subconsciously sensing the spiritual energy of this mont.
Elsewhere.
Ivan and Zaraiah just returned to the Ghost Tower, also feeling that unusual spiritual energy.
Just as curiosity arose, suddenly, Zaraiah’s expression subtly changed.
The eternally stern face showed rare surprise.
He looked at Ivan, eting his inquisitive gaze, and after a long while, solemnly spoke,
"The Underworld, has reopened."
As Lord Yama, Zaraiah held absolute control over the Underworld.
Now the Underworld reopened, there was only one possibility—
That one is returning.
...
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