Gu An stood before Ji and Yang Xian, drawing back his sleeve and lowering his hand. The surrounding wind and sand could not settle on him, while his gaze looked far toward the two Dao Lords in the sky.
His appearance made both Dao Lords frown.
The Chaos Dao Lord, Black Sword in hand, lifted his eyes and looked over. He saw that the Purple Great Banner had been torn open along one edge, precisely in the direction Gu An had waved his sleeve earlier.
The Hongmeng Dao Lord looked at Gu An, and a strong unease surged up in his heart.
When the Wushi Saints saw Gu An appear, they all let out breaths of relief, while the Saints beyond the chaos were startled and uncertain, unclear as to Gu An's origins.
Li Ya looked at Gu An, and a smile could not help appearing on his face.
Though he could not become the savior himself, every time he saw Gu An appear, he grew very excited.
This guy would always appear at the critical moment, never late, so he would have no regrets either.
Even after becoming a Saint, Gu An was still the goal Li Ya pursued—and one far beyond his reach.
He simply slumped down on the ground, propping himself up with both hands behind him, without the slightest bearing of a Saint, lazily watching the battle just like that.
"Who exactly are you? Were all these Saints nurtured by you?"
The Hongmeng Dao Lord stared at Gu An and asked in a deep voice. His voice was resounding, echoing without end, causing the chaotic world to swiftly settle down.
Gu An said, "You opened up the chaos and created Hongmeng as well. Why do you not have the slightest pity for your creations? Why do