When autumn comes, on the eighth day of the ninth month, my flowers bloom and all others perish

Disappointment!

The Dragon Race beings felt profound disappointment.

Had they been indulging in wishful thinking after all?

Was Gu Changqing only willing to free Ao Cunxin, with no intention of helping the entire Dragon Race?

Their earlier jubilation faded away.

A deeply gloomy atmosphere spread once more.

As for Ao Guang at that moment...

Upon hearing Gu Changqing's words, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

How could I defy Heaven?

Just listen to that!

Was that something you, the Wine Sword Immortal, could say?

Ever since your rise, had you committed any shortage of heaven-defying deeds?

Yet before Ao Guang could dwell on it further...

The words Gu Changqing had spoken next-"I cannot"-rang through Ao Guang's sea of consciousness like the resonant voice of the Great Dao.

I cannot!

Perhaps that was what Gu Changqing truly meant.

Ao Guang's thoughts raced as he pondered the deeper meaning.

That was it!

Long ago, the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans had been sealed by the Heavenly Dao, forbidden from entering the world.

Now, if the Dragon Race manifested in the world again, it would be an earth-shattering event that even the Heavenly Dao could not regard calmly.

Such consequences were not something Gu Changqing could bear.

Moreover, the stronger a Dragon Race being was, the sturdier the Heavenly Dao shackles within their body became, making them impossible to break.

Setting aside whether Gu Changqing possessed the strength to free every member of the Dragon Race...

Even if he could, frankly, such towering karma would be enough to crush him into eternal damnation.

Perhaps only after Gu Changqing truly achieved proving the Dao of primordial unity could he free the entire Dragon Race without any reservations.

Ao Guang began to understand Gu Changqing's concerns.

"I understand!"

"We were presumptuous. Please forgive us,