326: Chapter 326 I

It's all fake. It's all fake!!!

It was all just an illusory dream, forcibly woven by his sealed soul to escape the cruel reality and numb the unbearable pain.

"This is fake... it's all fake!"

Su Chen closed his eyes in agony, his entire body trembling violently as tears streamed uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.

At this moment, he could actually choose to remain immersed in this dream forever.

Even though he had seen through it, as long as he didn't say it aloud, he could stay with his seven wives and enjoy an endless life within this illusion.

However, he couldn't do that.

Outside, there might still be someone waiting for him.

Only by returning to the outside world could he truly feel the existence of the person named "Su Chen."

The moment Su Chen's consciousness pierced through the lie, the magnificent hall and the cheering guests around him began to distort and fade away like ripples in water.

Immediately after, Su Chen could only watch, heartbroken, as the bodies of four of his seven brides—Demon Concubine Su Daji, Teacher Wang Jin, Su Wanyue, and Jiang Luoli—suddenly began to turn transparent.

Their bodies began to disintegrate bit by bit, following the order in which they had fallen in reality.

The first was Demon Concubine Su Daji.

She wore that wedding dress with crimson lace, her stunning face bearing that soothing smile.

She even gave Su Chen a playful wink.

In an instant, her body transformed into a sky full of red flower petals, scattering at Su Chen's fingertips.

"Demon Concubine Su Daji, no!"

Next was Teacher Wang Jin.

Her gentle eyes were filled with reluctance as she turned into white petals and drifted away with the wind.

Then it was Su Wanyue.

The lace butterflies on her dress came to life, flapping their wings and flying off, turning into starlight that dissipated into nothingness.

Finally, it was Jiang Luoli.

With the proud smile of a Queen of the Yin Shang Dynasty, she turned into golden sparks and vanished completely.

"Don't go, I beg you, don't go!"

Su Chen's eyes were bloodshot, and he scrambled around like a madman, trying to grab those scattering petals.

But no matter how he tried, he couldn't catch them.

The petals passed through his palms, fell to the ground, and turned into nothingness.

Su Chen watched as they smiled at him while disappearing, and a massive wave of despair engulfed him once more, tearing his heart into countless pieces.

What happened to Demon Concubine Su Daji? Where did she go? Had she really left me forever?

What about Teacher Wang Jin, Su Wanyue, and Jiang Luoli... what was going on with them?

In his heart, Su Chen already had an answer, but he dared not think about it, nor was he willing to.

"Boom!"

The scene shifted abruptly.

The magnificent wedding hall collapsed.

Deafening sounds of slaughter and desperate screams filled his ears.

The warm scent of flowers was replaced by the biting cold wind and the smell of blood.

The remaining three brides who had been wearing stunning wedding dresses—Zhuge Jinyu, Ye Jingjun, and Cang Mingyue—suddenly appeared before him, not far away.

But this was no longer a hall.

It was a battlefield above the East Sea, where blood flowed like rivers and corpses lay everywhere.

Above the firmament was a massive, torn rift in the plane.

Below was an endless ocean rolling with black demonic energy.

It was the Otherworldly Demons.

The number of those Otherworldly Demons was terrifyingly high, too many to count.

The wedding dresses on Zhuge Jinyu and the others were gone, replaced by the practical robes they usually wore for combat.

Back to back, they were locked in a life-and-death standoff against an uncountable, despair-inducingly powerful army of Otherworldly Demons!

Su Chen was stunned.

He wanted to rush forward, to use all his divine abilities to help them, to tear those ugly monsters to shreds, and to protect them behind his back.

Even if he was only a Seventh-Rank martial artist, he still possessed so many extraordinary qualities.

Go up!

Move, legs, run!

Even if he could just help them solve a tiny bit of their trouble, it would be enough.

However, when he tried to take a step, he realized he was tightly bound to a wheelchair.

His limbs were like stone carvings, and the spiritual power within his body was like stagnant water.

He couldn't mobilize it at all; he couldn't even move a single finger.

"Move! Move, damn it!!!"

Su Chen roared frantically in his heart, veins bulging on his forehead, his teeth biting his lips until they bled.

But he couldn't stand up from the wheelchair even a little bit.

He was about to cry from anxiety.

He could only watch the tragic battlefield in front of him like a powerless waste.

In the center of the battlefield, facing the high-level Otherworldly Demons surging in like a tsunami, Cang Mingyue turned her head to look at Su Chen, who was sitting in the wheelchair.

A beautiful yet sorrowful smile bloomed on her stunningly gorgeous face.

"Young Master Su... Yue'er will go first."

After that, without a moment's hesitation, she plunged her hand directly into her own chest.

She ripped out the mermaid demon core that was emitting a deep blue light.

The demon core was massive, with several golden light patterns appearing on it.

That was the sign of a Sea Clan member about to become a dragon.

Yet, Cang Mingyue acted as if she didn't care at all about her cultivation in the Transcendence Realm.

She crushed the demon core in her hand!

"Boom!!!"

A terrifying cold current, indescribable in words, erupted from Cang Mingyue as the center.

The entire surging East Sea, as far as the eye could see, had all its temperature forcibly drained in an instant.

The rolling black giant waves, and even time and space themselves, were frozen at that moment.

It turned into a ten-thousand-mile-long Great Wall of glaciers that spanned the heavens and the earth, standing ten thousand feet high.

It froze all the menacing Otherworldly Demons present into ice sculptures of various shapes.

Having done all this, Cang Mingyue sat quietly atop the high ice wall.

She parted her lips slightly and began to sing that ancient, ethereal ballad she had sung when she first met Su Chen by the sea.

The song was filled with reluctance to leave the world and deep infatuation for Su Chen.

Her lower body, those long, slender legs, transformed back into a deep blue fish tail.

Accompanied by the sorrowful song, her body began to shatter inch by inch, starting from the fish tail, turning into bubbles that filled the sky.

"Yue'er!"

Seeing that Cang Mingyue had also disappeared, Su Chen's heart bled.

Tears of blood dripped from his eyes, pattering onto the armrests of the wheelchair.

Just as the Great Wall of glaciers formed, Ye Jingjun moved.

Dressed in her bright red robes, she held her crack-filled sword.

Like a peerless sword cultivator guarding the Sword Qi Great Wall alone, she carried a sense of composure that faced death with equanimity.

Behind her were countless figures flying on swords.

These were the surviving sword cultivators of Great Xia, belonging to the Hall of Valor, the Huayu Association, and Wangchen Temple.