The Three Sages exchanged glances, each seeing emotions in the others' eyes that defied words.
Complicated.
Far too complicated.
Sect Master Tongtian's icy eyes flickered slightly. His thin lips pressed together, and he hesitated to speak.
Empress Nuwa's gaze, clear as autumn waters, lingered on Gu Changqing's figure beneath the Taisu Dao Seal before shifting to Houtu.
Houtu's expression was grave. A thousand thoughts surged through her gentle yet fathomless eyes, but in the end, they became nothing more than a silent sigh.
It was not that they did not want to ask.
But the words reached their lips, only to be swallowed again.
For all Three Sages knew perfectly well.
Gu Changqing had long since mastered the mysteries of the Taisu True Exposition, and Lord Taisu himself had told him how to break the seal.
The Taisu Dao Seal could suppress him? That was nothing but a tale from the Arabian Nights.
In other words, Gu Changqing's present "helplessness" was an act.
He was doing this deliberately.
But if it was deliberate, why did he not use the Taisu True Exposition to effortlessly dispel the Elder of Chaos's Taisu Dao Seal?
Why did he allow the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe to be taken?
What did that mean?
It meant Gu Changqing did not yet want to reveal that trump card.
At least, not here and now.
Despite their countless doubts, Tongtian, Nuwa, and Houtu ultimately said nothing.
It was not merely a matter of trust.
Gu Changqing's prestige and standing had already made him a pillar of strength even to the three Sages.
When had that begun?
Perhaps the moment he shattered ten thousand laws with a single sword strike and confronted Dao Ancestor Hongjun head-on.
Perhaps the moment he seized the Chaos Bead and brought forth a Great Thousand