Those who sat on the tallest level were naturally the people with the highest positions and strengths in the Eastern Sea Region. For example, Murong Mingtian, Murong Niekong, and the chiefs from the Three Great Monstrous Clans. Only they were worthy to sit on the highest stage.
None were allowed to sit on that level other than them. Even people like the First Immortal could only sit on the second level.
“That’s Murong Mingtian? The ancestor of the Immortal Execution Archipelago, the one who controls them behind the scenes, the person who made the originally insignificant Immortal Execution Archipelago into the true overlord of the Eastern Sea Region?”
The person most focused upon was naturally Murong Mingtian. One must know that before the great battle at the Misty Peak, there had been simply no one who knew of his existence.
Murong Mingtian quite enjoyed the crowd’s discussions and their gazes of admiration, even adoration.
So, he was in quite a good mood. With a smile worn on his face, he stood up, and spoke some customary words representing the Immortal Execution Archipelago.
Though they were customary, after every single sentence, thunderous claps would follow. There was no one who dared to disrespect this several-hundred-year-old ancient monster.
“Next, please welcome the stars of today’s event!” After a brief speech, Murong Mingtian cast his gaze towards the Misty Peak.
At that instant, firecrackers were released, and gongs and drums resounded in the sky. A group of people wearing very festive clothing walked slowly over in the air as they held up an exquisite red sedan chair.
The person who led was in red, and he rode a flying horse over. It was Jiang Qisha.
As for the person within the sedan chair, without even guessing, they all knew it was Zi Ling.
At that moment, everyone held their breaths. Their gazes were fixed on Jiang Qisha, and on the sedan chair.
The carefully prepared wedding ceremony had truly began.