Chapter 1544 - Aiding?
Davis still sat amidst the Alstreim Family cultivators.
He narrowed his eyes, thinking it was finally about time they showed up because it was already noon. As soon as the sun was almost about to set, Ancestor Dian Alstreim and Ancestor Tirea Snow would say their vows towards heaven and earth and have the people who arrived witness their union.
"Is it going to be okay?"
Sophie worriedly uttered before Davis looked at her and soothed her.
"Don’t worry. The defenses are already taken care of, and with me here, all of you are safe."
Sophie and the others smiled as their bodies relaxed.
Davis turned to look above, looking at the new nine powerhouses.
’One Mid-Level Law Rune Stage and Eight Low-Level Law Rune Stage Powerhouses. Nope, they’re not the danger...’
He was absolutely calm as he took a cup of juice and drank.
"Mhm~ Sweet Crimson Bloodlichi~"
He licked his lips and laughed.
Above the dome, Ancestor Dian Alstreim was just about to speak again when a voice interrupted.
"What is the meaning of this?"
Ancestor Tirea Snow’s cold voice echoed in the skies.
The nine others looked as if they all expected her aggressive tone.
The white-robed, black-haired man from the Emperor Sword Sect, took a step forward and clasped his hands.
"Beauty Snow, we would like to make sure if you truly love this Dian Alstreim. If not and you are somehow being forced, then we’d like to aid you in breaking free from this tyrant."
"Ridiculous!"
Ancestor Dian Alstreim coldly spat out.
"We will find out if it is ridiculous or not."
Ulysses Claw bumped his fists into each other, creating a loud rumble that also indicated his Martial Overlord Stage prowess.
"Pretentious tiger, shut your mouth."
At this moment, an overbearing voice abruptly echoed, causing the expressions of Ulysses Claw and others to change. Ulysses Claw turned to look towards the source of the voice and saw four powerhouses.
"Are you from a magical beast empire? Do you want to get killed by coming here?"
Thorus Zlatan’s voice echoed with utter contempt, leaving Ulysses Claw’s expression to turn ugly from humiliation.
The gaze of the powerhouses all fell on Ancestor Dian Alstreim in suspicion. Even the Dragon Families’ powerhouses looked at him in suspicion because they also found this marriage suspicious,
Beauty Snow was just too beautiful.
If she wanted to marry, why not someone from the Mid-Sized Territories or the Large-Sized Territories? With all the men out there, she chose a powerhouse who was famous for being passive and in decline in a Small-Sized Territory?
They just couldn’t understand.
On the other hand, Ancestor Dian Alstreim and Ancestor Tirea Snow were dumbfounded, looking at them come up with all sorts of reasons to doubt their love. The latter was more frustrated, thinking why they were saying all this even after she had declared her love for Dian Alstreim.
"Are you all fools!?"
At this moment, a cold voice echoed.
Everyone turned to look at Mystic Ice Sect’s Sect Master Bing Luli. She pointed at Ancestor Tirea Snow and asked.
"How can Ancestor Tirea Snow be controlled when she is a Soul King!?"
The eyes of a few powerhouses shook at this moment.
A Soul King!?
However, a few others seemed to be fairly in the know but still refusing to acknowledge the fact that Ancestor Tirea Snow wasn’t controlled.
Ancestor Tirea Snow came out of her reverie and lightly undulated her soul force, which instantly made them understand that she had become a Soul King.
Suddenly, their whole story appeared to be faked, dismantling their opinions and ruining their narrative when a voice suddenly echoed.
"Beauty Snow had only recently become a Soul King. Perhaps, it was after Dian Alstreim gained control of her, so she still hasn’t come out of her trance?" Ancestor Gong Hyun-Ki spoke as he rubbed his beard.
"That’s right...!" Ignatius Claw pointed at him and bellowed.
"Entirely possible...!"
The other powerhouses all echoed.
"You...!?"
Sect Master Bing Luli’s fists trembled.
Did these people take her for a fool, or did they turn retarded?
Nevertheless, calming down, she felt they had a point.
The Illusory Yantra King Bell was a High-Level Emperor Grade Artifact. If used by the right hands, it could turn into a deadly illusion-type weapon.
There was no reason to think otherwise.
*Clang!~*
Abruptly, a large bell appeared between them out of nowhere, seemingly covered by a mist that hid most of its features.
Everyone staggered back as if there was a battle that was going to ensue, but then a voice echoed out, causing them to stop.
"I’m willing to destroy this damned bell to prove to the world that I’m not controlling Tirea, but someone should pay for this treasure’s destruction, right?"
Ancestor Dian Alstreim took out the Illusory Yantra King Bell, his expression adopting a mocking sneer.