Behind Darryl, Ambrose smiled widely, looking at Darryl with happiness in his eyes.

Then, under the gaze of thousands, the brides entered. Instantly, there were cheers all around. Many men looked envious.

The eight brides were drop-dead gorgeous!

Debra, Yvette, Yvonne, Monica, Aurora, Shannon, Quincy, and Lily. They held hands and walked on stage.

More importantly, each of the brides was of high status. Some were empresses, some were Sect Masters. It could be said that Darryl was living the ultimate dream of many men.

The expensive gowns showed off their attractive curves. At that moment, when they stood together, each of them looked so beautiful as if they were angels, gracing the presence of mortal humans. It was a visual feast.

Soon, the wedding was at its peak where they were pronounced husband and wives. Rapturous applause rang out.

Darryl walked over and kissed each wife on the cheek. He also took many photos and uploaded them to his public WeMet account, the North Valle