Myth Beyond Heaven

Huo Jiuming leaned in, his lips brushing against her cheek. Yun Wushuang flinched, her body recoiling from his touch.

Yun Lintian's eyes turned cold, a murderous intent emerged within his heart. He swept his gaze around the avenue, locating formation nodes. It would become useful when a battle broke out.

Yun Mucheng cleared her throat, her voice cutting through the tense atmosphere. "Sacred Son Huo, please restrain yourself. The ceremony has not yet begun."

Huo Jiuming reluctantly stepped back, his eyes still fixed on Yun Wushuang. "As you wish, Elder Yun. But soon, she will be mine, and I will do as I please."

The ceremony proceeded, with Yun Mucheng officiating the betrothal. She recited the traditional vows, her voice echoing through the avenue.

Yun Wushuang stood motionless, her eyes vacant and her expression blank. She seemed to be in a trance, her mind detached from the proceedings.

Yun Lintian suppressed the anger in his heart and watched everything unfolding in silence. He was waiting... waiting for someone to show him a color.

"I thought you were quite brave but it seemed I was wrong."

A cold female voice echoed in Yun Lintian's ears.

Yun Lintian raised his head slightly, he was waiting for this person to show up all along. She was certainly the Misty Cloud Palace Master, Yun Xue.

"Is this your decision?" he asked calmly.

"Yes," Yun Xue replied indifferently. "You guessed it right. I forced her to do this. This is the last bit of value she has."

"Why?" Yun Lintian asked.

"Why do I have to tell you my reason? Who do you think you are?" Yun Xue's cold voice resounded.

"Originally, I thought the Misty Cloud Palace was upright and reasonable. It seemed I was overthinking." Yun Lintian said calmly.

"Upright and reasonable? Heh. I see that you are young. You haven't seen much of the world. There's no such a thing called upright here. Everything is about interest." Yun Xue responded. "You're right. How could the Misty Cloud Palace here be the same?" Yun Lintian suddenly smiled. The last bit of goodwill towards the Misty Cloud Palace had completely vanished. "Hmm?" Yun Xue was puzzled by Yun Lintian's remark.

As the ceremony neared its conclusion, Yun Mucheng turned to Yun Wushuang. "Do you, Yun Wushuang, accept Huo Jiuming as your betrothed?"

Silence hung in the air, heavy and oppressive. Yun Wushuang remained unresponsive, her body swaying slightly.

Yun Mucheng repeated the question, her voice firmer this time. "Do you, Yun Wushuang, accept Huo Jiuming as your betrothed?"

Still, there was no answer. Yun Wushuang's eyes remained vacant, her lips parted but no words escaped.

A wave of unease rippled through the crowd. Whispers erupted, speculating on the reason for her silence. Was she resisting the marriage? Was she simply overwhelmed by the occasion? Huo Jiuming's face darkened, his patience wearing thin. He stepped forward, his voice laced with impatience. "Wushuang, answer the question. Do you accept me as your betrothed?" Yun Wushuang's head snapped up, her eyes finally focusing on Huo Jiuming. A flicker of defiance flashed across her face, but it was quickly extinguished.

Yun Mucheng stepped forward, her expression stern. "Wushuang, this is not the time for childish games. Accept your fate with grace."

Yun Wushuang's shoulders slumped, her defiance fading. She was about to speak up, but a clapping sound suddenly rang out.

Pah! Pah! Pah!

"It's quite a nice show, I have to admit."

Yun Lintian slowly got up from his seat. His sudden appearance startled everyone.

Fu Mingyao's eyes widened in shock. She couldn't understand why Yun Lintian did this. Had he gone insane?

Yun Wushuang's heart skipped a beat at the sound of the clapping and the man's voice. Her gaze, previously vacant, snapped towards the source of the sound.

When her eyes landed on Yun Lintian, her entire being shook. Her breath hitched, and her heart pounded in her chest like a wild drum. It was him... her son, her Tian'er.

He stood tall and proud, his gaze unwavering as he faced the crowd. His features, a perfect blend of hers and his father's, were etched with an unyielding determination.

Tears welled up in Yun Wushuang's eyes, blurring her vision. A mixture of disbelief, joy, and overwhelming fear flooded her senses. She had longed for this moment for countless years, yet now that it was here, she was terrified. Terrified of what this meant for her son, terrified of the consequences of his defiance.

Her lips trembled as she tried to speak, but no words came out. All she could do was stare at her son, her heart overflowing with a love that had been suppressed for far too long.

Huo Jiuming's face turned cold. He had been waiting for this moment, for Yun Lintian to reveal himself.

"So, you've finally shown your face," Huo Jiuming sneered, his voice dripping with venom. "I thought you were a coward."

He turned to his entourage, his eyes flashing with a cruel light. "Capture him. Alive, if possible. But if he resists, kill him."

A tall elder got up from his seat and rushed toward Yun Lintian like an eagle. His hand transformed into a fiery claw, aiming at Yun Lintian's neck. The aura he unleashed caused the onlookers to cry out in alarm. This person was a High God.

"Watch out!" Fu Mingyao subconsciously blurted out, making Chu Che's expression darken.

Yun Lintian remained calm, his expression unreadable. As the elder closed in, he gently lifted his hand to meet the oncoming fiery claw.

Bang!

The elder's claw struck Yun Lintian's bare hand, and the surrounding flames immediately dispersed.

The elder's eyes widened in shock. He tried to retract his hand, but it was futile. Yun Lintian's grip was like a steel pincer, holding him firmly in place.

Yun Lintian swept his gaze over the crowd and said, "Those who have nothing to do with this should leave. Don't blame me later."

Crackle!

As Yun Lintian's voice fell, a bone-crackling noise echoed. Under everyone's gaze, the elder's entire arm twisted into an exaggerated shape. Not just his arm, but his shoulder, neck, and torso-everything contorted in an inhumane way. The elder no longer resembled a human. The crowd watched in stunned silence, their eyes wide with disbelief. They had never witnessed such overwhelming power, such effortless brutality.

"He..." Fu Mingyao uttered in shock. She had witnessed Yun Lintian's actions before, but she hadn't expected him to be this strong.

Yun Lintian threw the elder's remains onto the ground and said calmly, "So, no one wants to

leave?"

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