Though they were ten thousand miles away,
Gu Changqing's move still left Tongtian, Duobao, and the others in the Interception Sect deeply shaken.
Duobao and the rest of the Eight Great Personal Disciples were dumbstruck.
"Was... was that a Daluo Golden Immortal?"
"And Senior Brother Changqing killed him instantly, just like that?"
Bixiao exclaimed, her little face full of disbelief.
Beside her, Duobao gave a wry laugh.
"To think we have whiled away so many thousands of years."
"I never imagined Junior Brother Changqing had already become someone whose dust we could not even hope to glimpse."
"Even I might not be able to fight a Daluo Golden Immortal."
"Yet before Junior Brother Changqing, one could not withstand even a single blow."
They all felt ashamed of their own inadequacy.
They had been the Saint's Personal Disciples ever since joining the Interception Sect.
In other words, they had received tens of thousands more years of the Saint's personal instruction than Gu Changqing.
Yet even Duobao, the strongest among them, had only just touched the threshold of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm.
Gu Changqing, meanwhile, could already kill a Great Luo in a single thought.
The gap between them was like a vast chasm.
Tongtian laughed heartily.
"Hahaha, excellent!"
"My disciple Changqing's attainment in the sword Dao is second only to mine."
"To have such a disciple is truly my good fortune, and the Interception Sect's!"
Tongtian saw it more clearly.
Gu Changqing had used a single drop of wine to manifest supreme sword intent.
This meant he had already reached the level of mastering the sword Dao.
He needed no sword in his hand, for all things could become his sword.
Such monstrous talent once again transformed Tongtian's understanding of Gu Changqing, filling him with gratification.
Meanwhile, at the