"The Eastern World's lands are not for outsiders to tread upon!"
Daoist Duobao's declaration rang out with resounding force, echoing between heaven and earth long after he spoke.
Yet to the cultivators watching from afar, those words were no different from a thunderclap that left every scalp tingling.
They were stunned.
Utterly stunned.
For a moment, countless cultivators within hundreds of thousands of miles exchanged looks, their expressions a spectacle to behold.
"Hiss..."
Sharp intakes of breath rose one after another, joining into a chorus.
"Good heavens... has Daoist Duobao gone mad?!"
"Defying a Sage's incarnation to his face, even saying he 'knew nothing of the Dao Ancestor's decree'... if the Wine Sword Immortal had said that, I could accept it."
"After all, that's the Wine Sword Immortal, a ruthless man who dared point at Dao Ancestor Hongjun's nose and curse him."
"But Daoist Duobao... though he's the Interception Sect's First Disciple and his cultivation is formidable, he's still only a peak Daluo Golden Immortal!"
"Where did he find the nerve to face a Sage's incarnation?!"
"This isn't bravery. He's simply seeking his own death!"
The crowd grew ever more agitated, unable to settle down!
Words of shock, bewilderment, and concern filled the air without end.
They had already grown accustomed to Gu Changqing's domineering ways.
After all, the Wine Sword Immortal was a Hunyuan Limitless Daluo Golden Immortal, his divine abilities and Dao arts unfathomable even to gods and ghosts.
It was only natural for him to stride unchecked across the Primordial World without a care.
But Daoist Duobao was different.
Even at peak Quasi-Saint, even as the Interception Sect's Head Personal Disciple, he was ultimately no more than an ant before a Sage.
Though Zhunti's incarnation lacked his true body's full power, crushing Daoist Duobao to death would