Inside the resplendent, golden Pope's Hall.
What had originally been a joyous and lively occasion suddenly took a turn no one expected.
Someone actually barged into the wedding venue, and in front of all the major forces of the continent, accused Qian Xunji of being a hypocrite and scoundrel.
Even claimed that Qian Xunji was forcing the bride into marriage.
The hall immediately descended into chaos.
'It's over!'
When Tang Zhen saw the disheveled man standing in the center of the hall, holding a pitch-black hammer and pointing it at Qian Xunji, red-eyed and gasping like a wild beast as he roared in fury—he felt his mind go blank, vision dim, and his chest tighten to the point he could hardly breathe.
Though the man was covered in dirt and his face barely visible, that familiar Clear Sky Hammer spirit and voice…
Wasn't that his second son, Tang Hao, the one locked away in the secret chamber?!
'This unfilial son! How did he escape?!'
Tang Zhen's eyes widened in rage, his heart filled with fury.
This unfilial son had shown up at the wedding of Qian Xunji, Pope of Spirit Hall, in front of so many guests, and made such outrageous accusations.
Was he trying to destroy the entire Clear Sky Sect?
"Brother Hao!"
Beside him, Tang Xiao also recognized Tang Hao and was equally shocked.
"You're… Brother Hao?!"
Hearing Tang Hao's voice and finding it familiar, Ah Yin, dressed in her luxurious red bridal gown, froze for a moment.
After taking a closer look, she finally recognized him.
It was her sworn second brother, Tang Hao.
She was stunned.
"Third Sister!!"
At that moment, Tang Hao also saw Ah Yin. Tears welled up in his red eyes as he rushed toward her, his dirty face trembling with emotion.
From the seats of honor, old man Qian Daoliu rose to his feet, brow tightly furrowed, his face cold and filled with anger.
Although he was known for being a mild person, someone crashing his son's wedding was a direct slap to the face!
Even a clay statue has a temper!
And what made him even angrier was Tang Hao claiming Qian Xunji forced Ah Yin to marry him.
He had clearly seen the joy and sincerity on Ah Yin's face—there was no way that was an act!
'You dare to distort the truth and smear my son and our Spirit Hall?!'
'Outrageous!'
'Clear Sky Sect, are you doing this on purpose?!'
'Or are you just incapable of managing your own people?!'
'If you can't manage them, then I will!'
But just as Qian Daoliu was about to strike in anger, Qian Xunji gave him a signal to stop.
By now, Tang Hao had already approached.
Because he'd been locked up for days and rushed here without rest or food, Tang Hao reeked so badly it was hard to bear.
As he passed by, people on both sides instinctively covered their mouths and noses.
Yet, since neither Qian Xunji nor Qian Daoliu gave the order to take him down, the guests remained frozen in bewilderment.
Everyone watched as Tang Hao, eyes brimming with tears, quickly approached Qian Xunji and Ah Yin.
"Third Sister, I came to save you!"
"I'm sorry for everything you've been through—this is all because your second brother was useless!"
"You must've been waiting a long time!"
"But don't worry. With me here, I'll never let that bastard Qian Xunji force you into this marriage!"
"I've already exposed his true face in front of everyone—don't be afraid!"
"Second Brother is taking you away right now!"
Tang Hao, overwhelmed with emotion, choked up as he reached for Ah Yin with his filthy hand.
But as he got closer, the stench made Ah Yin instinctively step back half a step.
Confused, she shook her head and said:
"Sorry, Brother Hao. I'm really glad you came, but I don't understand what you're saying."
"Brother Xun never forced me into marriage."
"I'm truly happy being with him. We chose to marry because we love each other."
"Whatever misunderstanding you have, I hope you won't accuse Brother Xun unfairly anymore."
Looking at Tang Hao, Ah Yin's beautiful, delicate face was calm and gentle. Her blue-silver eyes were filled with sincerity.
Crack.
It was as if something inside Tang Hao had shattered.
He had risked defying his clan, traveled without rest, and arrived in this wretched state, only for his outstretched hand to be rejected.
He had hoped to rescue her from torment… but Ah Yin had never been in torment.
Her words in defense of Qian Xunji hit him harder than any weapon.
Tang Hao stood there, stunned. He felt like his heart had been completely torn apart.
Grief and pain surged through him like a tidal wave, drowning him entirely.
'No! No!!'
'Why?!'
'Why is it like this?!'
He wanted to scream at the heavens.
He had risked everything, believing Ah Yin was being forced into this marriage.
Believing he was coming to rescue her from fire and water.
He thought that exposing Qian Xunji's so-called wickedness in front of the entire continent would make her realize everything and come running back to him, grateful and moved.
He thought maybe—just maybe—he could win her back.
But in the end, it turned out… it was all in his head.
Ah Yin had already fallen for Qian Xunji.
From the very beginning, he had been the only one clinging to a fantasy.
Pain.
Unbearable pain.
Tang Hao shut his eyes in agony.
In this moment, he felt like nothing more than a clown.
A tragic joke, performing his act in front of a full house.
Some guests had initially harbored doubts about Qian Xunji, especially when they saw Tang Hao's spirit—Clear Sky Hammer—and his furious accusations.
But at this moment, when they saw Ah Yin openly refute him and say she was very happy being with Qian Xunji…
And even told Tang Hao not to slander Qian Xunji, countless guests couldn't help but burst into laughter.
'No way! This was supposed to be the legendary number one genius of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Hao.'
'So why did he seem like such a clown!'
'Yet here he was, causing a scene at the wedding of Qian Xunji, the Pope of Spirit Hall.'
'The Clear Sky Sect was likely in for serious trouble!'
For a moment, many of the guests got ready to sit back and enjoy the drama.
This Tang Hao—how useless could he be!
At first, seeing Tang Hao crash the wedding, cursing Qian Xunji and accusing him of forcing the bride, Ah Yin, into marriage…
Yu Yuanzhen thought he was in for a good show.
To personally witness this damned Pope of Spirit Hall—who had the audacity to blackmail their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan—get brutally exposed for his hypocritical and shameless true face.
And to be completely humiliated in front of the entire spirit master world!
But to think, after all that noise…
It turned out everything was just the Clear Sky Sect's number one genius, Tang Hao, being delusional.
This made Yu Yuanzhen curse in his heart.
'The Clear Sky Sect is definitely going to be in big trouble now!'
Among the many guests, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but sigh inwardly as he looked at Tang Hao—standing in front of Qian Xunji and Ah Yin, his expression twisted in pain, looking like a clown.
From the very beginning, he had felt that something was off about Tang Hao's angry accusations.
Because the happiness on Ah Yin's face when she was with Qian Xunji didn't look fake at all.
What puzzled him more was…
'Why didn't Tang Zhen and Tang Xiao stop him earlier?'