Gu An pretended not to feel Shen Zhen's and Shangguan Xian'er's gazes. Before long, however, other disciples burst into the courtyard.
"Master, what is the background of that immortal god who shouted just now? What an arrogant tone!"
"Master, this is a provocation! Maybe even more immortal gods are hiding in the dark."
"I think so too."
"Maybe he came for Master."
Those who could come to this courtyard were all second-generation disciples. Compared to Wushi's honor, they cared more about Gu An's safety.
With the immortal gods acting so wildly arrogant, they could not help but worry.
Especially since, over the years, Wushi Disciples had also gone to participate in the great alliance of the Three Thousand Worlds. They had faced immortal gods before, and knew how terrifying that force of immortal gods was. To describe them as sweeping unhindered and invincible was no exaggeration at all.
The courtyard grew noisy. Gu An could not keep reading either. He flipped himself up, looked at the disciples all talking at once, and smiled helplessly. "What are you all making such a racket for? Could it be that what you can see is more than what I can see?"
The moment he said this, everyone fell quiet.
Blood Prison Great Sage had not spoken just now. He felt that no matter how many immortal gods there were, they would not be his master's match. He had only seen everyone worrying about his master, so he had not felt right saying it, afraid it would seem like he was fanning the flames.
He had observed for hundreds of millions of years, and felt that while his master said with his mouth that he feared the Heavenly Court, in truth he did not fear it at all. Since the immortal gods of the