"You dare!"
Pan Yi's sudden attack caught Primordial Heavenly Venerate off guard. He could not believe that a mere ant dared to offend his dignity and attack his disciple.
In the beginning, even if Pan Yi showed up in anger, Primordial was very confident that he wouldn't dare to attack. It was this confidence that led to the tragedy of the twelve Golden Immortals.
In fact, he didn't even think about it. Pan Yi dared to offend the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun, so why would he fear a mere Heavenly Dao Saint? It had to be said that ever since he became a Saint, Primitive had forgotten himself. He could only see people of the same realm.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Immediately after, more than ten cries of pain sounded. Everyone took a closer look and couldn't help but gasp. At this moment, the cultivation base of the twelve Golden Immortals had all been crippled, and their Dao foundation had been destroyed. Unless they reincarnated, they could forget about continuing their cultivation.
This discovery made all the mighty figures present realize once again how ruthless Pan Yi was. He attacked without hesitation when faced with the threat of a Sage. Pan Yi's personality became even clearer in the hearts of all the mighty figures. At the same time, everyone thought to themselves that if Pan Yi escaped the attack of Primordial Heavenly Venerate in his rage, they would never offend this great god in the future.
Ignoring his anger, Pan Yi stared coldly at the twelve Gold Immortals who were wailing and said,"Just as Fellow Daoist Minghe said, today is my wedding day. I don't want to see blood. Otherwise, I will turn you into ashes and destroy your souls!”
After he finished speaking, Pan Yi turned around, not afraid of Yuan Shi's dark face. He smiled disdainfully and said,"Primordial Heavenly Venerate, I'm getting married today and I'm not willing to fight. I want to avenge my disciple. After the wedding, I'll wait for you in the chaos!”
"Gulp!"
As soon as Pan Yi finished speaking, the sound of gulping could be heard. The group of mighty figures were shocked. What did they just hear?
Pan Yi challenged the Primitive Race? Instead of begging for mercy from the primitive?
Heavens, the group of mighty figures felt that this world had become so crazy and unfamiliar. Since when did a Quasi-Sage dare to face a Sage?
However, when everyone thought about it, this Pan Yi wasn't even afraid of the Heavenly Dao, so why would he be afraid of the Primordial?
Thinking of this, the higher-beings instantly felt much better.
"Good! 'What a great Ancestor of Sorcery, what a great Great Emperor. Since you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish. I'll wait for you in the Chaos in a hundred years!'”
Actually, Primordial wanted to punish Pan Yi right now, but he knew that the other five Sages who were hiding in the void would never let him do it. Therefore, Primordial had to give up on this idea.
After Primordial finished speaking, he waved his daoist robe and sucked the twelve Golden Immortals into his sleeve. Then, he disappeared. As for Pan Yi's wedding, he definitely wouldn't attend it.
"Exalted Celestial, do you need me to open the cycle of reincarnation and let the twelve Golden Immortals reincarnate?”Seeing Primordial leave, Pan Yi sneered.
"I hope that after a hundred years, you can still be so sharp-tongued!”
Although his original figure was no longer in the hall, his voice echoed in the hall.
"Yours Truly is waiting!"
Pan Yi looked up into the sky, his eyes gleaming. "It's a pity that your altar hasn't been established for long before it's about to be taken down by me.
Pan Yi thought for a moment and glanced at the guests. His face relaxed and he laughed,"Everyone, the farce is over. The wedding will be held as usual soon.”
"Good!"
Seeing that Pan Yi was not worried about the war in a hundred years, the Almighties were speechless and could only nod in agreement. Among them, many were worried about Pan Yi, such as Minghe and the others.
Pan Yi knew what Minghe and the others were thinking, but he did not explain. After a hundred years, everything would be clear.
The Primordial Heavenly Venerate left with his twelve silly disciples. With such a thing happening just now, no one would dare to cause trouble. The following process was very smooth.
Not long after, Emperor Jiang, Candle Dragon, and the other Ancestors of Sorcery returned as scheduled. At the same time, Goddess Nvywa, Laozi, Tongtian, Jieyin, and Zhunti, who were hiding in the void, also showed up.
Pan Yi led Houtu, Xuan Ming, Chang Xi, and Xihe to the center of the hall.
Then, Goddess Nvywa, as the officiator of the wedding, walked forward with a red embroidered ball in her hand and presided over the wedding. The process was very simple. First, they naturally knelt down. Of course, unlike the later generations, due to Pan Yi's identity, Pan Yi and the four women of Houtu only knelt down twice. One bowed to Pangu, the father, and the other bowed to the husband and wife.
After they finished their kowtowing, Goddess Nvywa stood between Pan Yi and the four women of Houtu, asking them if they were sincere about becoming cultivation partners. The result was obvious. The five of them all agreed.
Hearing this, Goddess Nvywa nodded and brought Pan Yi, Houtu and the other two girls to the platform. After taking a deep breath, she said in a deep voice,"By the Heavenly Dao, Pan Yi of the Wu Tribe, Xihe, and Chang Xi have sincerely become partners. I hold the red embroidered ball as my witness.”
As soon as Goddess Nvywa finished speaking, a cloud of celebration floated in the sky. It was formed by the convergence of the Black and Yellow Merits.
Everyone looked at the huge cloud of virtue above their heads with envy and jealousy.
"Swoosh!"
After the merit was gathered, it instantly fell.
Pan Yi, Xihe and Chang Xi got 80% and gave 20% to Nüwa.
After the Heavenly Marriage, Nüwa did not hesitate and continued to swear to the heavens,""The Heavenly Dao is above. Today, Pan Yi of the Wu Tribe, Houtu and Xuanming are sincerely partners. I hold the red embroidered ball as my witness.”
It was the same merit and the same ratio. Pan Yi, Houtu, and Xuan Ming had 80% and Nuwa had 20%.
At this point, Pan Yi's wedding had come to a successful conclusion. After sending the four brides into the bridal chamber, Pan Yi came out of the main hall to drink and chat with the group of mighty figures.
That night, when all the guests had left, Pan Yi returned to the bridal chamber to enjoy the night. At night.
While Pan Yi was enjoying himself, a hundred years later, the news of his battle with the primeval Chaos spread like a virus from the mouths of countless guests.
In an instant, the entire Untainted Land was in an uproar again. All the living beings were waiting for the world-shocking battle in a hundred years.
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