Today marks the inauguration ceremony of the Heavenly Burial Palace, and it is also the wedding day of Ye Fengtian and Wan Hongling.

No matter whether they are leaders of great sects or mighty beings capable of reaching the heavens, anyone invited by the Heavenly Burial Palace flocked there today.

Ninety-nine Layer Heavens!

The sun, moon, and stars are above, while the white clouds are below.

The clouds stretch endlessly, connecting heaven and earth.

Rows of white jade tables are spread among the clouds, each table laden with spirit fruits and sacred brews. Graceful female cultivators dance among the clouds, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.

Ye Xuan!

He sat cross-legged atop the heavenly vault, his hair hanging like a cascade of black silk, and as his eyes opened and closed, it seemed the stars of the heavens revolved within them, giving him a mysterious, majestic aura, appearing supremely above all.

"The Heavenly Mending Sect Master has arrived."

"The Senluo Sect Hierarch has arrived."

"The Heaven Mesh Elder has arrived."

"The Nine Kills Sect Master has arrived."

...

As the herald priest’s voice echoed across the heavenly vault, terrifying figures began to arrive, numbering in the dozens. They were masters of various great sects, full of supreme power, revered by all spirits.

Yet as they arrived at the grand feast among the clouds, each one behaved extremely humbly, bowing respectfully to Ye Xuan and positioning themselves with utmost humility.

"Congratulations to Daoist Ye on establishing a great sect."

The Heavenly Mending Sect Master spoke with a smile, though his smile was slightly bitter. Years ago, Ye Xuan was so weak that he needed to look up to him, but now their roles have reversed, causing the Heavenly Mending Sect Master to sigh in his heart.

"A small gift, please accept it, Daoist."

The Heaven Mesh Elder, a mighty being of the immortal realm who had opened the Eight Heavenly Gates, handed over his gift to the herald priest before bowing to Ye Xuan.

"Daoist Ye’s establishment of a supreme sect is truly commendable." The Senluo Sect hierarch also congratulated Ye Xuan.

Careful observation, however, revealed that these sect masters referred to Ye Xuan merely as a Daoist and did not use the title Emperor, clearly not fully recognizing the title of Emperor of Heaven Burying in their hearts.

It wasn’t surprising. After all, only the most supreme could use titles like ’Emperor,’ and these sect masters dared not refer to Ye Xuan casually lest they anger other supreme beings, which they could not afford.

"Hmph."

Suddenly, a cold snort resounded as the corpulent Huang walked over with a cold smile, casting a wary glance at these sect leader-level figures before speaking sarcastically: "What are you, daring to call my master a Daoist?"

At this moment.

The corpulent Huang epitomized the phrase "bullying others with power." Though he had just entered the immortal realm, he showed no deference whatsoever to these sect masters.

For a small cultivator of the immortal realm to reprimand them made the faces of the sect masters turn cold.

Who were they?

How could they be rebuked by a mere cultivator?

Some wanted to protest angrily, but the next moment, their hearts trembled as they remembered they were at the Heavenly Burial Palace, and Ye Xuan on the heavenly vault was not someone they could afford to offend.

Endure!

All the sect leader-level figures cast a cold glance at the corpulent Huang, forcefully suppressing the anger within.

"What, are you dissatisfied?"

The corpulent Huang sneered repeatedly, completely disregarding these self-styled sect leaders. These people dared to openly call Ye Xuan a Daoist. Without instilling some fear, they’d truly think they were someone important.

Moreover, the corpulent Huang understood well that Ye Xuan, given his current status, naturally wouldn’t trouble these sect leaders over mere forms of address.

As Ye Xuan’s loyal follower, he had to teach them a lesson.

"Daoist, I apologize. We came to witness the ceremony with no intent to provoke. Why the sneers and ridicule?"

"Is this how the Heavenly Burial Palace treats its guests? Are we to be humiliated with no reason?"

One Sect Master, a serene and graceful woman who had opened the Seven Heavenly Gates, raised her eyebrows and retorted.

"Taichu, kill her for me."

Suddenly, the corpulent Huang smiled maliciously.

"As you command!"

Clang!

Six Destruction Killings, slaughter to the extreme!

A sword light illuminated the Ninety-nine Layer Heavens, so dazzling that no one could keep their eyes open. As that streak of sword light dissipated, the female sect master who had just retorted was already in two.

"Drag her away and feed her to the dogs."

The corpulent Huang waved his hand, and Li Taichu’s expression remained cold as he carried the female sect master’s corpse away, showing not even the slightest emotion.

Hiss!

The sight made the sect masters gasp audibly, especially those who had felt resentment towards the corpulent Huang just moments ago. They shivered.

A dignified sect leader who had opened the Seven Heavenly Gates died just like that, with no warning. How could they not be shaken?

Especially Li Taichu’s sword strike, which made their souls tremble in fear, as they experienced the terror of impending death.

"Now, does anyone else want to argue with me?"

The corpulent Huang sneered venomously as he walked up to the sect masters, his sinister gaze making them afraid to meet his eyes.

Argue?

Hospitality?

That doesn’t exist. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

The corpulent Huang fully understood Ye Xuan’s way of dealing with things, where in Ye Xuan’s view, whoever has the biggest fist determines what’s right.

A mere insect, why argue with them?

Dissatisfied?

Simple, cut them down with one stroke.

Discontent?

Just kill their entire family.

Complaints or discontent?

But Ye Xuan couldn’t get involved personally due to his status; it would be seen as a great one bullying the small, losing face.

However, the corpulent Huang had no such concerns. Anyone who didn’t respect Ye Xuan might as well die, embodying what it meant to be a faithful follower.

Discontent? Then kill until satisfied.

What I say is reason.

The corpulent Huang thoroughly embodied Ye Xuan’s philosophy, making Ye Xuan atop the heavenly vault smile knowingly, fully aware of his actions.

"Guests should be treated with respect, and there must be no violence. If this happens again, you will be punished."

Ye Xuan finally spoke, feigning reprimand.

"Subordinate knows his mistake." The corpulent Huang smiled knowingly before retreating from the sect masters.

Shameless!

Utterly shameless!

In their hearts, the sect masters cursed angrily in fear.

Yet the two, master and follower, had played their parts, making the sect masters anxious, realizing Ye Xuan and his cohort were not benevolent, with no reasoning to be had.

At this moment.

All the sect masters fell silent, afraid of uttering a single wrong word lest it bring about danger.

"Congratulations to the Emperor for establishing a supreme Daoist hierarchy."

Just as the cloud banquet fell silent with fear, a supremely mighty presence came from the horizon, as the Lord of Extreme Emotion strolled in.

"Extreme Emotion, take a seat."

Ye Xuan smiled faintly, his sleeves swirling as a golden cloud rose, allowing the Lord of Extreme Emotion to instantly join Ye Xuan to sit beside him.

"Greetings to the Lord of Extreme Emotion."

The sect masters hurriedly saluted, for with the arrival of a supreme being, they dared not lose decorum.

"Hmph."

"Emperor?"

"Ye Xuan, daring indeed."

Boom—boom—boom!

Ancient might swept across, killing intent pervaded, and a power of Silent Annihilation traversed Heaven and Earth as the Undying Heavenly Lord arrived momentarily, with a mocking, cold laugh on his lips.