Yaoguang Fairy Path

Ye Shuyao felt a slight tremor under her feet, as if the illusion was about to be broken. However, at this moment, a strange black air suddenly attacked and headed straight for the Phantom Butterfly.

Ye Shuyao was startled and quickly retracted the Phantom Butterfly. At the same time, she flashed and fled in another direction. She didn't want to alert the enemy, so she had to temporarily give up her plan to break the illusion.

Just as she landed and stood firm, a woman suddenly appeared in front of her, grabbed her hand and urged anxiously: "Hey! My little ancestor, today is your big day, where have you been? Are you going to make your mother die of anxiety?" Ye Shuyao lowered her eyes, her expression calm, and she was thinking quickly about countermeasures in her mind.

She did not stop the woman from chattering because she felt that this place was full of weirdness. Perhaps she should wait and see what these people were going to do.

So she let a woman pull her, and with the help of the matchmaker, she put on the red wedding dress and got into the sedan chair.

Outside, drums and music were resounding, and the festive atmosphere reached its climax. However, Ye Shuyao was alert, holding the Bingpo Sword tightly in her hand, ready to deal with any possible danger at any time.

As the sound of drums and music faded away, the sedan chair moved slowly forward on the street. Ye Shuyao sat in the sedan chair, but her heart was surging. She knew very well that everything in this dream was an illusion, but the seemingly festive wedding before her made her feel inexplicably depressed.

She gently lifted a corner of the sedan chair curtain and looked through the gap at the crowd around her. Everyone's face was filled with smiles, as if they were truly happy about this grand wedding.

However, amidst the laughter and joy, Ye Shuyao keenly sensed a hint of something unusual. A strange black aura seemed to be lingering not far away, as if waiting for something.

On the mountain path, Baili Lingfeng rode his horse and walked at the front of the team in a heroic manner. He did not realize that the person sitting in the sedan chair was the person he had been looking for.

Suddenly, the entire wedding procession seemed to be controlled by a mysterious force. Everyone stopped and their eyes became dull and lifeless.

Then, a thick black mist condensed and formed above, revealing a pale and terrifying human face. Baili Lingfeng saw this scene and couldn't help but feel a strong sense of fear in his heart. What is this thing?

At the same time, Ye Shuyao also sensed a strange aura. She decisively pulled off her red veil and walked out of the sedan chair.

Her wedding gown accentuated her already elegant and refined features, making them even more stunning. At 1.7 meters tall, with a slim waist and long legs, she appeared exceptionally tall. Her appearance hadn't changed at this point, remaining the same as before entering the secret realm, though the lotus mark on her forehead had become even more vivid.

Baili Lingfeng turned around after hearing the noise, and saw a fairy-like woman walking out of the painting. For a moment, he forgot the danger in front of him.

However, at this moment, the pale human face opened its mouth, revealing sharp fangs, and bit towards Baili Lingfeng's head fiercely.

"Be careful!" Ye Shuyao exclaimed, and quickly released the Ice Soul Sword, using the spiritual power of ice and fire to repel the black fog. Baili Lingfeng finally reacted and couldn't help but feel a little scared.

He clenched his fists, coughed lightly, and thanked Ye Shuyao: "Thank you, Miss Shuyao, for saving my life. If you hadn't saved me just now, I'm afraid I would have been in great danger."

Ye Shuyao walked closer to him, her eyes fixed on the black mist, and said, "You're welcome. You saved me once before, so this time we're even."