Gu Changqing's drunken eyes were hazy.
But a single glance was enough for him to understand what had happened here.
"Hmm... has that Blood-Winged Black Mosquito already emerged?"
"Right... uh... according to the original heavenly mandate, the Investiture of the Gods measureless calamity should come next."
He muttered to himself.
The Hongmeng Blood-Winged Black Mosquito!
During the Investiture of the Gods measureless calamity, he was known as Daoist Mosquito, a rather terrifying existence.
And according to the original Heavenly Dao's great momentum, the Witch-Demon Tribulation would be followed by the Investiture of the Gods measureless calamity.
With Jieyin and Zhunti intervening, it was only natural that the Hongmeng Blood-Winged Black Mosquito would emerge ahead of time.
"Hehe... lively, lively!"
"Perhaps there'll be another good show today."
An interested look appeared on Gu Changqing's face, but he did not immediately descend into the scene.
Instead, he stood in the void, unnoticed by anyone.
He lifted the Wine Gourd in his hand and leisurely began drinking.
Every so often, he let out a long breath and a drawn-out drunken belch.
He truly looked as though he had settled in to watch the show.
Meanwhile, back at the scene!
Amid the mockery and jeers of all living beings,
Jieyin and Zhunti finally came to their senses.
"Blood-Winged Black Mosquito, don't fail to appreciate what's good for you!"
"Hmph! Without our intervention, you could never have emerged today."
"Besides, you have a destined affinity with our Western World. You belong in the Western Teachings."
Jieyin spoke with a gloomy expression.
Beside him, Zhunti said nothing, but stared at the Blood-Winged Black Mosquito with hostile eyes, seething with anger.
Yet upon hearing this, the Blood-Winged Black Mosquito answered without hesitation.
"Pah! As if I needed your help!"
"Hmph! Without you, I might have nurtured