Though everyone had already anticipated it,
hearing the Elder of Chaos personally utter the words "settle every last score" still left them unable to hide their shock.
Overbearing!
Truly overbearing!
After all, this was Golden Ao Island-the Interception Sect's stronghold, Sect Master Tongtian's sanctuary, and, above all, the home of the Wine Sword Immortal, Gu Changqing.
Since Gu Changqing's rise, how many setbacks had the Xuanmen Saints suffered outside Golden Ao Island? How much face had they lost?
Heavenly Venerable Yuanshi had come, only to return with his feathers shorn; Saint Jieyin had come, only to flee while coughing blood; Saint Zhunti had come as well, only to be chased and beaten by Ao Cunxin before scrambling away in disgrace.
This immortal island had long since become the Xuanmen Saints' nightmare, a forbidden place they refused to mention and dared not face.
But the Elder of Chaos?
Not only had he come, he had swaggered in with an intimidating air.
And after arriving, he had declared before everyone in the world that he would "settle every last score."
His confidence and composure were on full display.
This only convinced everyone further that their earlier conjectures had been correct.
The Elder of Chaos had grown stronger.
So strong that he believed he could intimidate Sages, and even suppress Gu Changqing.
"Tsk, tsk. Those words from the Elder of Chaos... he's practically overflowing with dominance."
A loose cultivator murmured, his voice carrying both admiration and anticipation.
"Settle every last score? Who does he think he is? All these years, even the Dao Ancestor hasn't been able to do anything about the Wine Sword Immortal. What makes the Elder of Chaos think he can?"
"What? That aura of his, that's what! Didn't you feel it? His power of Chaos is more than ten