Earlier, Tongtian had unleashed his aura, leaving everyone trembling with fear.
Even Yuanshi had not dared to face his edge.
One could say that Tongtian now truly embodied the saying, "Ruthless men speak little."
Of course, what mattered most was that Tongtian had been facing Yuanshi.
Confronting his elder brother of old, Tongtian clearly no longer showed the same forbearance he once had.
This was what mattered most to Gu Changqing-or rather, what delighted him most.
It seemed all his earlier arrangements had indeed begun to bear fruit.
With this, when the Measureless Calamity of the Investiture of the Gods erupted in the future, Tongtian would not let concern for their supposed brotherly bond drag the Interception Sect into eternal ruin.
Beside him, how could Tongtian fail to understand the meaning behind Gu Changqing's words?
With a wry chuckle, Tongtian shot Gu Changqing an exasperated look.
"You little brat!"
"The Three Pure Ones were once united, but now you've torn us completely apart."
"I don't even know whether trusting you was right or wrong."
Tongtian's voice carried considerable emotion.
Yet despite his words, his choice had long since made his stance clear.
He still trusted this disciple of his more than his two elder brothers.
Hearing Tongtian's words, Gu Changqing neither agreed nor disagreed.
He merely chuckled, then devoted himself wholeheartedly to drinking fine wine.
Almost all the exquisite wines the Demon Court had prepared for the Sages ended up in Gu Changqing's stomach.
Little did he know.
Elsewhere, the Demon Court Members were whispering among themselves, their speculation running wild.
"Damn it, how does that brat still have the nerve to come here?"
"Hmph, could he be planning to stir up trouble again and disrupt our Demon Court's grand occasion?"
"This... that fellow is truly uncanny. We must stay