"Bastard!"
"What is Gu Changqing trying to do?!"
The instant he saw Houtu appear from afar, the previously composed Hongjun's pupils contracted, and his expression changed drastically!
He cried out instinctively.
Originally, although Hongjun had intervened to reestablish the Heavenly Court,
he had not intended to descend upon it himself.
After all, as the Heavenly Dao Representative, he had to remain lofty and unfathomable to maintain his supreme majesty.
Yet he had never expected Gu Changqing to be so bold.
Not only had he gone to the Heavenly Court himself, he had even brought Houtu along?!
Fuck!
Was he planning to smash the Heavenly Court to pieces?!
Hongjun's face was grim as still water, his gaze icy as he stared at the Demon Court.
Only after a long while did he recover and let out a rueful sigh.
It seemed he had no choice but to appear!
With a thought, he immediately vanished from Zixiao Palace.
Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Court!
An oppressively stifling silence spread.
The countless mighty experts almost forgot to breathe.
The situation was complicated, and everyone harbored different thoughts.
Countless mighty experts were guessing at Houtu's purpose in coming.
Was she here for a great battle?!
Or to sabotage this supposed grand occasion of the Heavenly Court?!
Of course, most importantly, every mighty expert present was desperately suppressing their aura, seemingly terrified of attracting Sage Houtu's attention.
After all, by coming to congratulate Haotian and Yaochi, they had effectively placed themselves in opposition to the Underworld.
If Sage Houtu held a grudge against them, how could they possibly bear it?!
Gu Changqing said little.
Finding the seats reserved for the Interception Sect's Dao lineage, he walked over as though no one else were there.
Then, with a sweep of his hand, he drew a jar