At the same time.

Hu Zong and his group had arrived at the second checkpoint.

In front of them was a Demon Beast.

A Demon Beast with open jaws and claws bared.

It was a Purple-scaled flood dragon.

Although the Purple-scaled flood dragon is just a flood dragon, it contains the ancient dragon lineage from the ancient era, which makes it very powerful.

An adult Purple-scaled flood dragon possesses the strength of the Human Lord realm.

And the most crucial aspect is that the defensive leather armor of the Purple-scaled flood dragon is famously formidable.

The Purple-scaled flood dragon’s entire body is covered with purple-gold leather armor, extremely thick and solid, capable of withstanding attacks dozens of times more powerful than itself.

The fact that the Purple-scaled flood dragons have survived from the ancient era to the present day is largely due to their top-level defense.

The defense level of the leather armor of the Purple-scaled flood dragons is so terrifying that since ancient times their leather has been one of the best materials for crafting Treasure Armor for Martial Cultivators.

To capture this Purple-scaled flood dragon, Di Jie, accompanied by three grand elders, went into the Void and spent half a month at it. Even Di Ge was slightly injured before they managed to capture this adult Purple-scaled flood dragon alive.

All for today’s second marriage proposal checkpoint.

"Not bad." As expected, Hu Zong praised.

Di Jie immediately showed an excited, slightly flushed expression.

"The second checkpoint for the marriage proposal, beast decapitation." Hu Zong chuckled, mumbled playfully, and then...

No one expected Hu Zong to immediately take action.

And it wasn’t with a sword to split a volcano like at the first checkpoint, instead, he raised his right hand casually, extended a finger, and pointed at the gigantic adult Purple-scaled flood dragon hundreds of meters away.

In response, a slender stream of brown-red Qi flashed past, as thin as a hair, and vanished without a sound, not even a hint of its presence leaked, as if it were an illusion.

But!

An extremely brief breath later.

Unexpectedly.

The gigantic, mighty, fierce, buzzing, hissing, hostiley menacing Purple-scaled flood dragon suddenly collapsed onto the ground!!!

As it fell, its head and body were already severed.

Its neck looked as if it had been cut by the most terrifying cutting machine, with neat and tidy edges.

Purple blood, like a torrential downpour, spattered into the air, fresh with an intense bloody stench.

Di Jie and the direct lineage of the Di family behind him, stood there, nearly kneeling in fright!

Too powerful.

So powerful.

Is the strength of the Divine Lord realm really this unbelievably strong?

Just a casual finger point, perhaps Hu Zong utilized only one percent of his power, and he effortlessly killed the Purple-scaled flood dragon! Killing the Purple-scaled flood dragon isn’t what’s terrifying; what’s terrifying is the supposedly impenetrable leather armor defense of the Purple-scaled flood dragon, which seemed even weaker than tofu in front of Hu Zong...

It’s not that the Purple-scaled flood dragon’s leather armor defense was fake, it’s that Hu Zong is so overwhelmingly strong and despairingly so!

In front of Jinxian Pavilion, Di Liu and Di Xu supported each other, their mouths agape, their beautiful eyes full of fascination and a dreamlike bewilderment.

"A man should be like Hu Zong!!!" Di Xu exclaimed word by word.

"Before, it was our... our vision was too narrow, just like sitting in a well looking at the sky." Di Liu murmured bitterly.

What’s Di Heng, what’s Emperor’s Roar, those so-called geniuses of the Di family, in front of Hu Zong are not even ants!

The second checkpoint was cleared.

Hu Zong, leading the dozens of young men for the marriage proposal, directly arrived in front of Jinxian Pavilion, since the third gate blocking by the bridal escort was canceled.

"Brother-in-law... brother-in-law..." Di Xu and Di Liu stared at the man in the red robe among the dozens of young men in front of them, speechless, Hu Zong was even more handsome than they had imagined.

In martial arts, the brother-in-law had already driven countless Martial Cultivators to despair, and they didn’t expect him to be so handsome, practically perfect!

"Yes." Hu Zong glanced at Di Xu and Di Liu, hummed, but showed no interest, these two women were decent-looking, but only at the level of maids in the Hu family.

"Fei Jin, I’m here to take you." The next moment, Hu Zong took a deep breath, stared at the door of Jinxian Pavilion, and spoke with a trace of excitement in his voice.

Hu Zong was truly infatuated with Empress Feijin.

It was just love at first sight.

Now, she’s about to become his wife, become his woman, how can he not be excited?

Xue Xue, Li Chui, and the dozens of others standing beside Hu Zong were also very much looking forward to it, they knew Hu Zong’s fondness for women, Hu Zong loved women, Hu Zong had many women, all very decent, extremely beautiful, but none of them made Hu Zong determined to marry.

Moreover, this woman named Empress Feijin comes from a small family that doesn’t even count as Ninth Rank Power.

In this context, how could Hu Zong be so infatuated, so passionately in love...

The other party must be extremely, extremely beautiful.

Yang Su’s beautiful eyes also brightened slightly, as she looked at the door of Jinxian Pavilion, anticipating its opening.

However.

A few breaths later.

What surprised many was that the door still did not open.

There was no movement at all.

Di Jie’s expression changed.

Damn it!

Could something have gone wrong?

In the Martial World, in a proper marriage proposal, when the groom passes the three checkpoints, the bride’s side should open the door.

Now, Hu Zong and his group have already passed all three checkpoints, and Empress Feijin still hasn’t opened the door, this... this is a deliberate refusal!

"Miss, open... open the door!" Di Xu was anxious, her voice trembling as she shouted.

"Feijin, open the door." Di Jie also spoke, his voice filled with rage, confusion, and impatience.

Inside Jinxian Pavilion.

Empress Feijin sat in front of her dressing table, still not getting up.

On her extremely beautiful face, there was no emotional fluctuation.

Beside her, was the Iceflame Vermilion Bird.

"Su Chen, has he arrived?" Empress Feijin asked.

"He has arrived, already at the Front Mountain." The Iceflame Vermilion Bird replied.

"Yes, the door of Jinxian Pavilion will only open for the man of Empress Feijin." Empress Feijin abruptly smiled, this door will open, but not now, it will only open when Su Chen arrives.

Outside Jinxian Pavilion.

Hu Zong’s face was already unsightly.

Inwardly, he was filled with rage.

Empress Feijin not opening the door, this is a refusal!!!

Refusal in front of so many people.

Damn it.

Where does this leave his face?

Inevitably, Hu Zong glanced at Di Jie, his eyes full of icy coldness and questioning.

Old Di Jie, didn’t you say everything was arranged?

Now, what’s going on?

Di Jie was filled with chills.

At this moment, he didn’t know what was happening either?

Even though he forced his daughter to marry Hu Zong, ultimately, after his daughter was tricked into taking the Soul-Locking Pill, everything was set, she seemed to have resigned to her fate. Speaking of it, that Soul-Locking Pill was something Hu Zong sent a Hu family member to bring to him.

The plan to trick his daughter into taking the Soul-Locking Pill was also devised by Hu Zong.

But now...

Could it be that his daughter’s supposed acceptance, was all fake?

Di Jie’s face twitched, his heart is anxious enough to rot.

Just as he was about to shout again, at this time...