The Imperial Capital City, Necrotis, had become an ocean of light. Spirit lanterns glowed like drifting stars, suspended by invisible formations. The streets overflowed with crowds, stretching endlessly through every avenue and balcony. The capital itself felt alive, pulsing with anticipation as if the divine energies had seeped into the very stone.

The central plaza, large enough to hold millions, was now a breathtaking ceremonial ground. Hovering a hundred meters above it was the Grand Stage, forged from obsidian and gold spiritual jade. The structure radiated a soft glow, shimmering like a celestial altar suspended between heaven and earth.

Above it, the Void Armada hung in perfect formation. Warships crafted from black-gold alloys reflected the setting sun, their colossal cannons pointed to the skies, waiting silently for the salute. This was the wedding of their Emperor. A God. No bombardment, no intimidation. Only reverence.

Vahn had chosen a path no mortal emperor had dared. He opened his wedding to the world.

The commoners of the Void Empire were not only permitted but encouraged to attend. Massive Spirit-Tech screens were erected across the capital and beyond, broadcasting the ceremony with divine clarity. Food stalls burst with aromatic spiritual dishes. Free low-grade cultivation elixirs were handed out to even the poorest families. Children drank with bright eyes, unaware they were consuming treasures worth fortunes.

The invitation spread across Dalu in all directions. It reached forgotten mountain peaks, deep forests, and distant sects. It resonated with terrifying clarity through ancient arrays, waking primordial beasts slumbering beneath tectonic beds. Even the seclusion chambers of sky-reigning Monarchs trembled under the decree.

In the oceanic abyss, titanic spiritual beings stirred for the first time since the God Wars. Their eyes opened, filled with curiosity at the newborn God calling them.

And then the decree shot beyond the realm itself.

It pierced the fabric of space, entering the Nether Realm. The ancestral homeland of the Necrotis bloodline felt the ripple, and ancient Void beings lifted their heads.

They never attended mortal ceremonies. Yet today, their faint spiritual projections appeared, vast silhouettes of cold cosmic majesty. They were Vahn's uncles and aunts. Lineage-bearers of the Void. Their presence alone could shake worlds.

Even they honored his ceremony.

The mastermind behind the organization was Empress Aria. She had worked with armies of advisors for seven full days. Under her watch, every formation rune, every seating arrangement, and every spiritual thread of decoration was flawless.

As the sun dipped beneath the horizon on the seventh day, casting a golden wash over the plaza, the spiritual energy of the capital rose dramatically. It was as if the world held its breath.

Vahn's sister, Vaylin, arrived near the main entrance. Her black gown, simple yet elegantly fitted, accentuated her lethal grace. Assassins rarely smiled, yet she was glowing with pride today.

She stood beside the six brides, who were breathtaking in their colorful gowns, each radiating the profound pressure of their elemental Daos.

Aria, the proud warrior, wore red and black silk that shimmered like burning embers.

Lilith, the icy beauty, wore smoky velvet that clung to her figure like mist.

Seraphina, radiating hope, walked in gold-trimmed white.

Evelina, soft and delicate, shimmered in icy blue silk.

Flama, always vibrant, glowed in fierce orange and crimson.

Valeria, serene and nurturing, wore jade green embroidered with blooming patterns of life.

They formed a sight so mesmerizing that even Immortals momentarily forgot to breathe.

Vaylin adjusted a diamond pin on Lilith's veil and whispered with teasing warmth.

"You all look magnificent. Remember, even if millions are watching, you are the Empresses. And Vahn is hopelessly devoted to each of you. He will not see a single soul other than you six today."

Lilith smiled faintly. "Thank you, Sister-In-Law."

Flama leaned in with a mischievous spark. "It still feels unreal. I feel like my heart has been boiling all morning."

Evelina blushed softly. "Mine has been trembling. I am terrified and happy at the same time. He will look at us soon. All of us."

Valeria exhaled. "Together, we will face this. That alone is beautiful."

Seraphina's eyes softened. "He chose love without hierarchy. That is why this moment feels sacred."

Aria nodded. "Let us face this with pride. We walk toward our future."

Vaylin smirked. "He might faint before you do. Now go. It is time."

The Grand Stage hummed with energy. When Vahn appeared, a vast wave of Void pressure cascaded downwards. The crowd instinctively knelt or bowed, overwhelmed by the presence of a God.

He looked divine. His black ceremonial robes were embroidered with swirling purple and silver energy. A faint halo of Void light circled behind him, making him appear like the ruler of creation itself.

The brides entered one by one, each arrival marked by a unique elemental spectacle.

Aria descended through a storm of crimson light.

Lilith arrived surrounded by drifting stardust.

Seraphina walked on golden radiance.

Evelina floated on a soft mist of frost.

Flama erupted in a playful swirl of warm sparks.

Valeria stepped across a path blooming with invisible life.

The spectators whispered in awe.

"Lord! These are not brides. They are divine avatars."

"Any man would lose his mind seeing them."

"Madness. Vahn is too blessed."

"Does anyone dare desire them?"

"Desire them and die. Instantly."

Every being in attendance, mortal or ancient, knew the truth. These six stood beside a God. They belonged to him. The cost of coveting them was annihilation without warning.

The brides reached Vahn and stood before him. Their eyes softened in perfect synchrony, filled with affection that made his chest tighten.

Vahn's voice carried across the world.

"Seraphina. Lilith. Aria . Evelina. Flama. Valeria. Today, I vow eternity. Not as a God who rules above you, but as a man who walks beside you."

Seraphina's eyes softened as she whispered, "And we vow to stand with you, never behind or beneath."

Lilith bowed her head slightly. "You gave me freedom from the shadows. My heart belongs to you."

Aria smiled warmly. "You gave me hope. I offer my soul in return."

Evelina trembled and whispered, "You taught me strength. I will cherish you forever."

Flama grinned brightly. "You lit a fire in me that will never extinguish."

Valeria stepped closer. "You gave me purpose beyond nature itself. I am yours."

One by one, Vahn kissed them gently.

The crowd erupted with emotion. Even the stoic Immortal Monarchs looked moved. Velzard wiped a tear from the corner of his eye while Luminaire leaned against him, smiling with glowing affection.

Then came the rings.

Forged from pieces of Vahn's own Void Core, fused with each Empress's Dao, they radiated an indescribable presence. When placed on each bride's finger, the rings pulsed with a bond that linked all seven of them spiritually.

Instantaneous awareness. Shared power. Perfect defense unity.

When he placed the final ring on Valeria's hand, heavenly light burst across the sky.

The universe acknowledged their marriage.

Celebration thundered across the capital. Music soared. The Void Cannons fired beautiful arcs of radiant energy that exploded into glowing blossoms. Spiritual cuisine of every imaginable flavor filled tables miles long.

Even children tasted dishes that could raise cultivation. Their laughter merged with the cheers of Immortals celebrating freely with commoners.

Tradition demanded the final formality.

The crowd playfully pushed Vahn and the six brides toward the grand, opulent Nuptial Chamber. The interior glowed warm gold, filled with floral incense, floating spirit lanterns, and silken drapes that created a dreamlike atmosphere.

Vaylin winked boldly at her brother.

"Little brother, try not to make them pregnant again tonight."

The Empresses laughed in embarrassment while Vahn covered his face for a moment.

The doors closed with a soft thud.

Silence followed.

The seven of them stood awkwardly at first, each unsure who should speak. They had all shared intimacy with Vahn separately, but never together.

Their gowns glowed softly in the golden light, their breaths slow and nervous.

Evelina finally whispered, "I feel shy. More than before."

Flama leaned close to her. "We all feel it. But that is what makes it exciting."

Lilith stepped forward gracefully, though faint pink touched her cheeks. "Vahn, you should say something. We are all staring at you."

Vahn exhaled softly and approached them.

"I love each of you deeply. Nothing must feel forced tonight. If you are nervous, then let us move slowly. If you feel shy, then let us laugh together. If you feel overwhelmed, then hold my hand."

Seraphina's eyes glimmered. "You always speak so gently. It makes the heart melt."

Valeria stepped closer and touched his chest softly. "Then let us begin as one."

Aria's eyes sharpened with warmth. "We walk into this moment not as six brides, but as six women who chose to love you."

Vahn reached out his hands. One by one, they took them.

He kissed Evelina's forehead first, slow and comforting. She closed her eyes and leaned into him with a soft breath.

He brushed his fingers along Lilith's jaw, and she trembled delicately, whispering, "Do not stop."

He lifted Seraphina's chin and kissed her lips with warmth that made her glow with soft radiance.

Flama pressed herself boldly against him. "My turn. I waited too long."

Aria smiled with rare vulnerability. "Do not forget me."

Valeria wrapped her arm around his waist from behind. "We are all here. Together."

Their breaths mixed. Their hearts synchronized. Layers of shyness dissolved under tender touches and affectionate whispers.

The silken curtains fluttered as the brides moved closer, embracing him and each other in a harmony of warmth and affection.

What followed was not simply passion.

It was the merging of seven souls, the soft unfolding of love woven through years of trust and shared battles.

The lanterns dimmed.

The world faded.

Their union began with gentle whispers and ended with a night filled with warmth, laughter, longing, and finally deep, shared completion.

No words could describe it fully.

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