There was no doubt.
Tongtian's appearance sent another tremendous stir through the hearts of all living beings.
"Hiss... Saint Tongtian has arrived too!"
"It seems Saint Tongtian really does value this Wine Sword Immortal."
"He was clearly afraid that arriving even a moment too late would leave Gu Changqing gravely wounded, or even taken away."
"Tsk, having a Sage watch over you like that really makes us green with envy."
Some powerful cultivators exclaimed in amazement.
Three Sages gathered together, facing one another with daggers drawn-such a spectacle was rarely seen across the ages.
Every wisp of Dao resonance was enough to grant ordinary cultivators enlightenment.
Others wore expressions brimming with envy.
Sages had always stood far above the world, aloof from mortal affairs, their joy and anger hidden from view.
When had anyone ever seen Saint Tongtian like this?
Not only had he struck with overwhelming ferocity.
He had even directly berated Jieyin and Zhunti as "bastards."
It was clear just how furious Tongtian was.
And that fury sprang precisely from his regard for Gu Changqing and his desire to protect him.
Amid their amazement, everyone continued staring unblinkingly at the scene, eager to see how today's affair would end.
As for the scene itself!
After driving Jieyin and Zhunti back with a single punch.
Tongtian did not press his attack.
Instead, he gently swept his broad sleeve, releasing a soft surge of magical power that enveloped Gu Changqing.
That magical power radiated peaceful, healing sage light, as though it could mend any injury.
"Disciple Changqing, are you badly hurt?!"
Tongtian asked.
Unlike his earlier fierce, chilling demeanor.
Tongtian now looked every bit a loving father.
This prompted another round of astonished, envious exclamations from the onlookers.
Hearing Tongtian's question, Gu Changqing remained utterly unruffled and carefree.
He gulped