A Show of Strength!

"Why does Daoist Gu have to beat around the bush?" Mu Tianheng said.

Gu Yuanqing smiled and said, "Primordial Divine Sect just told everyone a story. Why not let Gu tell one to all my fellow cultivators as well?"

With a wave of Gu Yuanqing's hand, a curtain of water appeared, images emerging within it.

Kui Wujiu, the Huntian elder of Primordial Divine Sect, raised his brows and was about to speak, but Mu Tianheng lifted a hand to stop him. He said indifferently, "Let him speak. Otherwise, the fellow cultivators of Exquisite World might think Primordial Divine Sect has a guilty conscience and refuses to let others defend themselves. The facts are all here. It is not as though he can turn black into white merely by fabricating things as he pleases."

Gu Yuanqing naturally heard those words, but he did not care.

The scenes within the water curtain continued to shift. The dense, overwhelming armies of the Devil Race made hearts tremble at the very sight of them.

Within the scenes, Gu Yuanqing slew Devil Race cultivators and massacred Magic Beasts. Sword Qi stretched across ten thousand miles, while divine abilities burned the heavens and boiled the seas.

There were scenes of several Huntian Devil Race cultivators besieging him, scenes of the Devil Master launching assassination attempts, and scenes of collisions with Forbidden Grounds.

Every scene was incomparably perilous. Then, in the blink of an eye, the view pulled back to the very core of the Human Race's defensive line. Pillars of black light shot into the sky, transforming into Devil Race altars and condensing into a blood-red giant eye.

In the end, Ancient God Mountain of the Ancient Realm descended. Heaven and earth fell silent, and everything in the distance seemed to have been hit with a