Othershore Flowers Bloom on the Other Shore; Flowers Bloom and Leaves Fall, Never to Meet

Gu Changqing did not see it.

Behind him, Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi sat facing each other.

As they watched him depart with Xing Tian, they exchanged looks, utterly dumbfounded.

"This... young friend Changqing still dares to associate so closely with the Witch Clan at a time like this?"

Zhen Yuanzi murmured to himself.

Ordinary disciples could not sense the Heavenly Mandate.

But Ancient Mighty Experts like Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun naturally knew a few of the Heavenly Dao's secrets.

Thus, both had already divined that the million-year truce had ended.

The Witch-Demon War might not be far off.

To interact with the Witch Clan so openly at a time like this-was that not entangling himself in karma and drawing fire upon his own body?

Zhen Yuanzi could not understand it.

Hearing his words, Ancestor Hong Yun beside him also wore a wry smile.

"This... young friend Changqing's thoughts are not something we can fathom."

"For the sake of a drink, he once dared to seize water from even the River of Destiny in great quantities."

Hong Yun spoke with considerable feeling.

As he gazed in the direction Gu Changqing had vanished, an inscrutable look filled his eyes.

Even now, the sight of Gu Changqing forcibly summoning the River of Destiny and seizing its waters to brew wine still left Hong Yun profoundly shaken.

At those words, Zhen Yuanzi was even more flabbergasted.

For a long while, he could find nothing to say.

Elsewhere!

Meanwhile, Gu Changqing and Xing Tian continued on their way.

The two rode upon boundless auspicious clouds, heading straight toward the Underworld.

With Gu Changqing's current prestige, naturally no Mighty Expert would be blind enough to provoke this god of slaughter.

Instead, wherever the two passed, they merely drew the upward gazes of all