He had arrived!
At last, he had arrived!
All Living Beings were not surprised in the slightest. Instead, excitement lit their faces.
There was no doubt.
This time, it was naturally Saint Tongtian, the Jie Sect Leader, who had arrived.
If there was anyone in the world who could least bear to see Gu Changqing harmed, it was unquestionably Saint Tongtian.
And so, Tongtian appeared at this moment.
He stood shoulder to shoulder with Nuwa, his brows like stars and his eyes like swords, his entire bearing radiating an indescribable sharpness and icy severity.
His Daoist robes snapped in the wind as his cold gaze swept over Laozi, Yuanshi, Jieyin, and Zhunti.
Swords drawn, bows bent!
Blade met blade!
How closely this scene resembled what had happened in the Endless Blood Sea.
But on that occasion, the Sages had merely confronted one another, with no real intention of coming to blows.
This time, however, no explanation was needed. All Living Beings could already sense the smell of gunpowder between the Sages.
The affair had grown far too great. Saying it had punched a hole through the heavens would be no exaggeration.
For one thing, the Sages had laid their plans for the human race over thousands of years, only to find themselves caught within Gu Changqing's own scheme.
The three great Saint's Lineages-the Human, Chan, and Western Teachings-had all been used by Gu Changqing.
That alone was an immense humiliation.
Even an ordinary Mighty Expert could not have tolerated it, let alone the lofty Sages, who valued their dignity above all else.
For another, in the preceding battle, disciples from all three great Saint's Lineages had suffered losses, their bodies slain and their Daos extinguished.
The Four Saints' hatred for Gu Changqing had once again reached unprecedented intensity.
It was