Douluo: Unbeatable from Capturing a Goddess

The firmament swayed as if about to collapse, red lightning streaked across the sky, and the earth trembled.

All the residents of Soul Land were filled with immense anger at this moment.

Who was it, who dared to interrupt Lord Luo Yu's wedding at such a time?

But amidst the anger, there rose a palpable fear, for the scene before them was too terrifying, giving the impression that the whole world was shaking, as if some great horror was about to descend.

As for the venue, Qian Daoliu and the others had heavy expressions, because they were all aware that Soul Land was coveted by You Ming Sacred Heaven.

Gu Yuena and the other stunning beauties watched the sky above with somber expressions, their moods tense.

At this time, Luo Yu stood at the forefront, his eyes flickering with Purple-Gold Divine Light, locking onto something beyond the stars, while calmly saying:

"Don't worry, there's no need to panic."

"Everything is under control."

"Is it really okay, Brother Yu?" Gu Yuena said in a grave voice, "I have the feeling that the enemy this time is very strong."

Luo Yu turned his head and smiled at the women:

"Our wedding today, it seems, is destined to be no ordinary affair."

The women looked at the man who could remain nonchalant in such an earth-shattering situation, and they couldn't help but feel dazed.

"Boom——"

Above the skies, the azure blue was suddenly torn apart by a massive black rift, and two figures enveloped in dark mist emerged, their intimidating gazes shining with a blinding edge, as if even the sun was shaded at that moment.

The terrifying fluctuations emanating from their bodies sent a chill of deep fear to all creatures on Soul Land, as if these beings were not of the same dimension, indeed the Seventh and Ninth Ancestors of You Ming Sacred Heaven.

"Old Nine, this tree seems quite interesting," one of the old men spoke, disregarding the beings of Douluo below, instead focusing on the majestic tree that pierced the clouds and reached the universe.

The Ninth Ancestor nodded.

"Anything the Progenitor values has its mysteries. To think that such a treasure exists in such a low-level Aboriginal Plane."

"What Aboriginal Plane's treasure?" sneered the Seventh Ancestor, "It now belongs to our You Ming Sacred Heaven."

"Hahaha, so it should," the Ninth Ancestor laughed heartily.

Then, his gaze turned cold.

"The business of claiming the tree can wait, now it's time to settle the score with these mongrel natives."

The Seventh Ancestor extended his spiritual probing, covering the entire Soul Land without any restraint, an open display of disrespect.

If this happened on another continent, it would be a tremendous disrespect to all the creatures of that land.

It would certainly provoke a confrontation.

But clearly, the Seventh Ancestor didn't care about this, not considering a plane like Soul Land worthy of notice.

"Found it."

The Seventh Ancestor sneered, his form flickered, and the invisible fluctuations dissipated, disappearing from the spot.

The Ninth Ancestor followed suit.

At Wuhun City, at the wedding venue.

The two old figures appeared out of nowhere in the void, ignoring everyone, and went straight for Luo Yu.

Because through the Progenitor's Holy Artifact, they already knew who the instigator was.

At the same time, Luo Yu's gaze was also fixed on the two Ancestral Realm powerhouses.

The Seventh Ancestor eyed Luo Yu and said with an icy laugh:

"Boy, do you know who we are?"

Luo Yu replied, "Who else could it be? After the small ones come the big ones."

"I see the aura on you two is half dead, probably old dogs from You Ming Sacred Heaven," he continued.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat, not expecting their Alliance Hierarch to be so forthright.

Even the barest aura unintentionally released by the two old men was enough to make them tremble, feeling an instinct to kneel at any moment.

It's hard to imagine what kind of terrifying entity you are, and yet you still dare to confront the Alliance Hierarch head-on?

After listening, the Seventh Ancestor and Ninth Ancestor did not get angry. Instead, they let out a cold laugh.

"Little aborigine, you don't really think that just because you've slain a Heavenly Monarch, you're qualified to challenge us, do you?"

Luo Yu caressed his fingers.

"In fact, I don't care who you are. I only know that today is my wedding day. Friends who come will have wine and meat, but enemies who come will only have one way to die."

"Tsk."

The Ninth Ancestor looked at the silhouettes behind Luo Yu. Even his ancient, eternal heart seemed to be stirred, but attaining such cultivation wasn't easily swayed by beauty. His mouth curved into a scornful smile:

"Kid, you're quite fortunate with women."

"However, after calculating, I'm afraid your wedding today won't be successful."

"Oh?" Luo Yu raised an eyebrow, slowly shook his head, and said with a smile, "If you two old dogs alone think you can stop my wedding, that's quite unrealistic."

The Seventh Ancestor had piercing insights, as if he had seen through everything.

"Boy, calling us 'old dogs' and sneering, trying to shake our resolve to find an opportunity to attack, that's impossible."

"However…"

As the Seventh Ancestor spoke, his eyes narrowed, showing a dangerous glint.

"You have slain the most outstanding descendant of the Nether God's lineage, killed the strongest successor under the Ancestral Realm of You Ming Sacred Heaven, and even killed one of the Ninth's offspring. Today, it's hard for me to find a reason to let you live."

Luo Yu looked down, caressing his fingers, not even giving the two a direct glance.

He said soothingly:

"You know."

"In my eyes, you are already two dead men."

"Hahaha—"

The Ninth Ancestor burst into laughter.

"Interesting, truly interesting."

"How many tens of thousands of years, and yet no youngster has ever dared to speak such bold words in front of this ancestor."

"Only an ignorant aborigine like you would have the audacity to say such presumptuous words."

Luo Yu laughed, and began to subtly probe the other's reality.

"Come, let me hear it."

"What is your identity, your status, to bark before me?"

The Seventh Ancestor said, "Your ability to slay a Heavenly Monarch as an aborigine proves you are indeed a once-in-a-lifetime genius, but unless you reach the Ancestral Realm one day, you cannot escape the status of an ant, and we will let you know what a nightmare from the Ancestral Realm is."

Luo Yu smiled faintly.

"You Ming Sacred Heaven really thinks highly of me, sending two great ancestors of the Ancestral Realm to deal with me at once."

The Seventh Ancestor's gaze was cold and sharp.

"The more ignorant a person is, the more confident they become. You, an aborigine, have fully proven this point."

"Boom!"

Thick death energy exploded from the Seventh Ancestor's body, and the sky quickly darkened with clouds. The black mist churned, turning the world gloomy.

The ground shattered inch by inch, and bottomless canyons appeared, causing countless creatures to fall into a panic.

People like Qian Daoliu trembled all over, and almost instantly knelt down.

But before their knees could touch the ground, Soul Land erupted in golden, soft light all around, bolstering them, forcibly lifting their half-kneeling bodies, and helping them resist the terrifying suppression from the Ancestral Realm powerhouses.

Luo Yu, covered in Dragon King's Armor and holding the newly-reforged Heaven-slaying Halberd with planar power bolstering his form, broke through the sky and appeared before the two Ancestral Realm powerhouses.

He declared with authority to those below:

"The beings of Soul Land—"

"Never kneel."