Just listen to that!
Was that even something a sane person would say?!
That was the River of Destiny!
It was no exaggeration to call it the most mysterious existence throughout all of history.
Yet now, Gu Changqing actually regarded it as an ingredient for brewing wine?
Besides, couldn't this fellow see that every drop in the River of Destiny was so blood-red it seemed ready to drip blood?
Faced with such a terrifying sight, everyone felt a sinister chill, their hair standing on end.
How had Gu Changqing managed to connect it to brewing wine?
Heaven-defying!
Utterly heaven-defying!
So, in this Wine Sword Immortal's eyes, the water of the River of Destiny was still just water.
And as long as it was water, it could be used to brew wine?
Yet, while everyone stood there in a daze...
Gu Changqing laughed loudly again and said:
"Ha ha, so much supreme divine water!"
"Brew it into wine, and it'll last me millions upon millions of years."
Before his words had faded, Gu Changqing leaped without the slightest hesitation.
Then, like a streak of light, he plunged straight into the River of Destiny.
The sight was enough to make their eyes pop.
Tongtian's pupils contracted sharply, and his expression changed drastically.
"Changqing, my disciple, don't!"
He immediately cried out, horror rising unbidden across his face.
He knew the power of the River of Destiny all too well.
Even a Quasi-Saint might not be able to withstand that tremendous power once immersed within it.
After all, how many living beings had existed in the Primordial World throughout all of history?
Even hundreds of trillions would probably have been an understatement.
And the destinies of all those beings lay within this single River of Destiny.
In other words, stepping into it meant enduring