Chapter 254 The Arrival of a Hundred Immortals

　　On that broad street, a huge crowd gathered on both sides. People swarmed, crowding to stare at the procession of the carriage from the Hai family to the Yi family for the wedding.

　　The wedding carriage of the Hai family was built completely from gold, from the body of the carriage to the wheels. Detailed patterns adorned the cart, dragons and phoenixes curling together for a truly magnificent sight to behold.

　　The eight-headed Qilin horse pulled the cart. Given that the Hai family was in charge of attending to the affairs of the East State imperial family, of course they would have the power and wealth to have a Qilin horse pulling their carriages.

　　Although the eight-headed Qilin horse wasn't nearly as impressive as the old emperor's twelve-headed one, it was more than enough to show the elegant dominance of the Hai family. Each step it took was slow and ceremonious, giving off the royal air of an emperor surveying the crowds.

　　Around the golden carriage, ninety-nine royal guards of the Hai family marched along slowly, each with a staff in their hands. Ninety-nine comely beauties walked alongside them, playing instruments of all kinds. Melodious music filled the air.

　　Riding his dragon scale horse, Hai Ya stalked through the streets with his head held high and a smug look on his face. He looked prouder than ever.

　　"Congratulations, Mr. Hai Ya!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed, "You're about to return home with a beauty in your arms."

　　"Haha, thank you for your wishes. This time my family is holding a seven-day banquet. Hopefully everyone will humble themselves to come along for a drink or two."

　　Even as he said the words aloud, Hai Ya snorted to himself.

　　"Yi Zhenluo, you're mine. Xuan Yuan? Two years ago, all the Hai family's battle immortals fell to that fight. Only the old emperor himself even managed to return, but with wounds to heavy he pa.s.sed away after a few days as well. Among all the other powers, only the old head of 'Ling Long Immortals' Hall' survived with a few generations of sacred nuns. All the others–'Dragon-battling Immortals' Hall', the Lightning King, the old Soul-Stealing Demon–all of those strong warriors fell to the battle. How could Xuan Yuan not have fallen as well?"

　　"Xuan Yuan, Xuan Yuan. Why'd you just die on me like that? I'd love for you to come see my wedding. Didn't you just love your master Yi Zhenluo? What a pity that she's about to marry me! I wonder how you would've reacted if you saw it all in person. Pain? Powerlessness? Hahahaha!"

　　Hai Ya felt lighthearted. Two years ago Xuan Yuan had had the guts to come into the Hai family and set fire to the place. No one else knew it was Xuan Yuan but Hai Ya. He would never mistake Xuan Yuan's voice for someone else's. Who knew that he would have the b.a.l.l.s to burn down the Hai family's house? The incident left all the awe-inspiring beings that dwelled with the Hai family livid.

　　The procession before and after the carriage were long, and went on slowly like a trail of monks, dragging the whole line out into the shape of a dragon that swam lazily to the door of General Yi's home.

　　The Yi home rose before them in a majestic fas.h.i.+on, surrounded by an air of deep hostility.

　　Seeing the two from the Yi home equipped with golden armor and an iron-plated horse, it wasn't hard to discern that they must emerge from under the hand of a tyrant. Seeing them alone was like seeing armies cras.h.i.+ng together–enough to send one's heart into shock.

　　"Hai Ya from the Hai family has arrived for his bride!" shouted one of the royal guards.