At that moment, the Three Sages-Tongtian, Nuwa, and Houtu-shared the same thought.
Sure enough... they had taken the bait.
Everything had unfolded exactly as Gu Changqing had planned.
The Elder of Chaos believed that mastering the Taisu True Exposition would let him suppress the Interception Sect, so his confidence had swelled, and he had come knocking of his own accord.
Hongjun believed himself one move ahead, certain that joining forces with the Elder of Chaos would turn the tide in a single stroke.
Little did they know that Gu Changqing had laid this trap from the very beginning.
Show the enemy weakness, then invite him into the jar.
Gu Changqing had already obtained the means to counter the Taisu True Exposition from Lord Taisu, yet he had deliberately pretended to have come away empty-handed.
He had even let the Elder of Chaos believe he held the upper hand, letting Hongjun's side think they possessed a trump card capable of suppressing the Interception Sect alliance.
Now, believing victory firmly in their grasp, they had delivered themselves to his doorstep.
They had no idea that all of it was merely smoke Gu Changqing had deliberately released.
The Three Sages marveled inwardly, but they were not surprised.
After all, in the past, Gu Changqing had always struck whenever something displeased him, without a single scruple. Even the Heavenly Dao could do nothing about him.
Once someone like that began playing mind games...
There would be even less chance of guarding against him.
Who would have imagined that the Wine Sword Immortal, who spent his days drunkenly clutching his Wine Gourd, also knew how to feign weakness and lay traps, drawing the snake out of its hole?
Precisely because no one would imagine it, the trap had been woven as seamlessly as a heavenly