The Fortune-Telling Heiress

Chapter 390

Avery relaxed his clenched fist, slowly closing his eyes as he smiled at the sky. "I've said it before. This is my first marriage in a thousand years.'

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide. "You're all going to die!"

Avery's powerful wave of negative energy erupted, surging toward the attacking crowd.

Everyone was violently thrown back, crashing hard to the ground.

Madison turned swiftly, lifting the veil from her face and swinging the bronze sword toward Avery.

Avery sidestepped, dodging her strike. He was on the high platform in a flash, looking down at the gathered crowd.

His gaze swept across them, finally landing on Madison. "It seems you're not very interested in completing this ceremony."

With a flick of her wrist, Madison enveloped the sword blade in spiritual energy. "Not really."

"Don't you want to know how to break the divine talismans?"

Madison tilted her head to meet his gaze. "If I capture you, I'll find plenty of ways to make you talk."

A bunch of novice cultivators and a group of powerless mortals? Madison, you underestimate me far too much." Madison couldn't help but laugh. "Avery, it's you who underestimate

the fallen Erwin shouted,

darted outside while the other cultivators quickly positioned themselves in

"Formation!"

positions joined their hands in seals, and beams of golden light radiated

you really think this formation can trap me? I can break free in an

slight threat if a powerful cultivator cast it,

A 15-minute trap?

is all we need! Mr.

loudly,

group of people pushing heavy weaponry

a loud firing sound, the deafening roar of cannon fire shattered

the veil, negative energy surged to counter

sword tightly, and

minutes later, the cultivators maintaining the formation coughed up a mouthful of black blood. The formation shattered instantly. "He's still alive," Erwin

soared into the swirling smoke and negative energy, where light intertwined with the

the formation supported each other as they emerged. "How did this attack not kill him?" Logan furrowed his

minutes of

to mere dust and bones. But this Ghost

"Can Madison handle this?"