Han Li and Zi Miaozhen were still nearby, so he couldn't afford to get carried away, nor did he have any other ideas. Han Li's strength was much greater than his; that Immortal Sword was at least suspected to be of True Immortal caliber, capable of shattering a massive array in the Heaven Imperial Realm with just a wisp of its might.
"Let's go."
With Zi Miaozhen in his arms, Han Li unleashed his vast ocean-like mana and left, taking Emperor Changfeng with him.
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In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed.
On this day, Chengsheng Mountain was bustling with extraordinary excitement, gathering many powerful individuals from the Eight Hundred Divine Regions of the Yuankun Domain. Saints, Quasi Emperors, and Great Emperors mingled and exchanged pleasantries, all there to congratulate the newlyweds.