"Die!" With an intermittent cry, the Grand Elder launched himself at Young Leader Baris with a bang! The speed he had launched himself at this small range was enough to instantly close the distance.

However, when he got close to Young Leader Baris, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, throwing him off guard.

He simultaneously tried to slash at the newcomer with his Mid-Level Sky Grade Sword, however, with a bang, he was sent flying backward with just a kick.

Retreating towards the back with faltered steps, he managed to regain balance to look at the new adversary as few clenched the place where he received a kick. He could feel that his heart was hammered as well as his blood vessels were constricted.

In the next moment, he spat out a mouthful of blood but turned to focus on the newcomer as his eyes became blurry.

"Father!!"

"Grand Elder!!"

Numerous shouts echoed in the hall, sending the Blackwell Family members into a sense of unrealism. They felt what was happening right now was just a bad dream.

What was just supposed to be a marriage ceremony turned into this? Something that even their Grand Elder... Their faith couldn't take care of?

Morn Blackwell hurriedly moved to support his father from collapsing at the latter's footing was really unsteady.

"Oh... Are you sure that your Blackwell Family wants to offend my Arc Song Mercenaries? Are you sure you want to face a Sixth Stage Expert right now and lead your family to doom?" Young Leader Baris spoke as his words resounded through the hall, making the face of everyone in the hall turn ashen.

The old man became stunned as he regained his bearings. He looked at the one who casually intercepted him and the undulations of a Sixth Stage Cultivator slowly radiated around the hall, sending him into another round of stupor.

He unknowingly shook his head as a form of the answer towards the question and then at the same time, realized that he had inwardly admitted defeat.

The old man's lips trembled in shame!

"Well, if you are not, then rejoice for you have made the correct choice! Just today, we killed the King of this Kingdom and had fun with the Queen and the Princesses..." Young Leader Baris casually spat out this information which made the other feel shock as chills kept up their spine.

"My lord!" The old man kneeled down as whatever backbone he had left utterly crushed. His cheeks trembled from the shame but the feeling of wanting to live took over his senses.

A few cunning and opportunistic people from the Blackwell Family also saw that their strongest cultivator surrendered and they too promptly kneeled down in fear.

The few others, gathering the majority also choose to kneel down when they saw a few others do like they were following a mob mentality.

The undulations of a Law Manifestation Stage Expert just pushed their hearts into the abyss, making them no longer care about the marriage ceremony or the main characters of today.

Kron panned his gaze over the hall, feeling indifferent to the reaction of the masses. Like a slave without much will, he didn't feel anything strange with this scenario, only feeling happy for his master's son.

Young Leader Baris and Morn Blackwell were both stunned but their reactions were entirely different. The former slowly had a sinister smile spread across his face while the latter had his expression turn into despair.

Morn Blackwell's lips moved as if he tried to say something but no words came out as all kinds of emotions threatened to engulf him.

Disbelief!

'The Royal Loseris Family was killed? This... What kind of fallacy is this?'

Trepidation!

'Even the Grand Elder, my own grandfather has surrendered!'

Fear!

'A Law Manifestation Stage Expert! We're doomed! Doomed!'...

Morn Blackwell's lips trembled. He looked at the expression of the person who seemed to be transforming into a devil! He somehow felt that all the devil spoke was nothing but the truth!

Young Leader Baris wasn't opposed to revealing this information since it would be revealed the next day since they were trying to establish their kingdom!

He turned to look at the woman he held high with his hand. However, he was confused as he saw fear, anger, hate cloud her pure eyes.

Even after hearing all about his current power and status employed by fear, she showed such rejection that left him baffled.

The way he thought was, 'Now that she knew who he was, shouldn't she willingly fall into his lap, even in front of the one he exchanged vows with...'

His eyes instantly blackened, "You two are lovers?"

Seeing that there was no reply, he was about to ask again but a shout was suddenly interrupted him.

"The groom and the bride are lovers and they have already done the deed."

Young Leader Baris turned to look at Morn Blackwell with an ominous gleam. He glanced at a few others, trying to gauge their reactions and it seemed like the family head's words were true.

His eyes then gleamed, "Well, isn't this perfect?"

He then threw Katrine Blackwell to the table in front of him as the cups rattled and fell, creating a deafening silence in the already silent yet heavy atmosphere.

Morn Blackwell heaved a sigh of relief once he saw that his daughter as spared. However, his gaze instantly froze.

Young Leader Baris slowly undressed, leaving only his underwear on him while he threw away his shirt, pants, and robe.

He moved closer and bent towards Katrine Blackwell, towering over her helpless figure as he positioned himself above her, his face only a few inches away from her.

Katrine Blackwell's body kept trembling as she widened her eyes.

Only extreme fear was left in those eyes when she completely realized that she couldn't move her body. Her heart screamed at the ugly face she perceived, wanting to push him away from her.

However, she couldn't move... not even move even a little bit. A vague yet soft sound sprang from her mouth as her eyes let out tears, "Fa... Father, help... Mother... Wuwuuu..."

Morn Blackwell's heart trembled. Just when he was about to take a step forward as anger clouded his eyes, his wrists were caught by someone.

He flinched and looked back but saw his grandfather shaking his head at him. His lips trembled, however, no sound was made.

From his grandfather's pupils which reflected himself, he was able to see his cowardly self which trembled in front of absolute power!

Katrine Blackwell cried pitifully, however, she could move her eyes and slightly tilt her face, and when she saw the look on her father's face and his subsequent action, despair crept over her heart.

Her father had avoided her helpless gaze!

She subconsciously glanced at her newlywed husband who was trembling in pain, with a face fuelled with anger. Her dull eyes which turned dead due to her father's actions regained some light as she spoke, "Jac... Save me..."

Jackson Lars trembled as his eyes turned bloodshot. Tears emerged out of his eyes while veins threatened to explode as they appeared all over his neck and face.

"St... Stop!" He crawled a little bit through sheer will, wanting to save her from the clutches of that bastard. However, the sheer sight in front of his eyes left him reeling with a sense of despair.

"Someone..." He pleaded, his voice resounding like a low groan, "Please... anyone..."

He couldn't turn his face nor extend his senses due to the unknown paralysis poison gas, however, he was facing her along with the bastard on top of her.

"Please!!" A low heart-wrenching cry echoed out from him.