The sun and moon were in the sky simultaneously, reflecting each other’s brilliance, and creating a unified glow of dazzling light. It shone down on the lands of this space-time, almost like wedding garments gifted by heaven itself.0

As countless cultivators looked on... two people approached each other step by step. A man and woman, each clad in wedding garments, got closer and closer to each other, one coming from the east, the other from the west.0

The woman wore a dazzling wedding dress that looked like living flame. Her smile was a touch bashful, but her eyes contained a longing for the future. As she advanced, her beautiful face seemed to fill with a rosy glow, whether because of the rising sun or her own emotions, it was hard to say.0

And yet... close observers would be able to tell that her expression was forced, and her smile was empty. In fact, her eyes seemed as cold as ice. Yet she seemed to be in full anticipation of the wedding. There was no conflict between the iciness and the anticipation. After all, she was not really Spirit Phoenix. The emotions she felt toward Young Lord Aurora were not natural. The anticipation came because, even though history said that the wedding ceremony would never be completed, it would...1