In an instant, everyone held their breath!
Tongtian, Houtu, Nuwa, and the others' hearts nearly leaped into their throats.
By contrast, the Four Saints wore smug expressions.
They firmly believed that Gu Changqing must have perished at Dao Ancestor Hongjun's hands, without even a wisp of his true spirit surviving.
At last!
The rift in the void tore open, and boundless immortal light and divine radiance blazed forth.
Amid that sky-filling radiance, a figure suddenly stepped out at a leisurely pace.
At the sight, Houtu flew into a rage, with no time to think.
"Hongjun, you dared to harm Fellow Daoist Changqing!"
"You can forget about leaving this place today!"
Before her words had faded, Houtu swept her delicate hand, unleashing a torrent of the Earth Dao's mighty power upon that figure and stirring up a towering terror.
Yet, in the next instant!
A drunken voice rang out.
"Huh? Holy shit..."
"Fellow Daoist Houtu, are you trying to kill me?"
Those words instantly left everyone dumbfounded, their faces filled with shock.
???
That wasn't right!
That was nothing like Dao Ancestor Hongjun's voice. It was unmistakably Gu Changqing's distinctive, slurred voice, thick with drunkenness.
Houtu was startled, but she reacted swiftly.
She immediately withdrew her overwhelming attack.
The Earth Dao's immortal light dissipated, finally revealing the scene before them.
Sure enough!
Gu Changqing emerged from the void with his unmistakable, staggering gait, as leisurely as though he were strolling through a quiet courtyard.
His face was flushed, the smell of wine hung heavily around him, and his Daoist robe was spotless.
Even now, he was still tilting his head back and gulping down fine wine without a care.
How did he look remotely like someone who had faced danger?!
Everyone was even more astonished, and an uproar broke out.
"Gasp...