The Elder of Chaos spoke with utter composure and overwhelming dominance.
His aged face brimmed with the arrogance of certain victory.
In his eyes, now that the Taisu True Exposition had effortlessly neutralized the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe's power, Gu Changqing was a turtle trapped in a jar, with no chance of turning the tables.
Seizing the treasure would merely be a matter of reaching out.
And yet.
Faced with the Elder of Chaos's aggressive stance, Gu Changqing merely took another long swig of wine, a hint of casual amusement in his hazy, drunken eyes.
He was neither impatient nor angry, nor even the slightest bit moved.
He looked as though what the Elder of Chaos had just neutralized was not the supreme power of the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe, but merely a pebble tossed by a child.
That composure only made the anger in the Elder of Chaos's heart burn fiercer.
But this time, the Elder of Chaos wasted no more words.
However much he talked, it would amount to nothing more than the pleasure of wagging his tongue.
What he wanted was a tangible result.
He abruptly turned his palm over.
In an instant.
A radiant Dao Seal appeared, its might surging to the heavens!
The Dao Seal was scarcely an inch across, its entire surface an indescribable, hazy gray. It possessed neither the dazzling brilliance of gold and jade nor the cold, murderous severity of divine iron.
At first glance, it even seemed plain and unadorned.
Yet the instant it appeared, the void across hundreds of millions of miles rippled faintly all at once!
It did not tremble or fracture. Instead, it underwent something far stranger... a rippling.
It was as though a pebble had dropped into a lake that should have remained perfectly still. Ripples spread soundlessly, only