Hunyuan-Grade Two-Sleeved Green Snake, the Twelve Ancestral Witches Share a Tacit Understanding

Gu Changqing merely swayed as he got to his feet.

Perhaps the wine's strength was too potent, for he suddenly staggered.

In an instant, the members of the Witch Clan curled their lips in secret, their faces full of disdain.

"Indeed, although this fellow has astonishing battle prowess and can rival the Ancestral Witch Lords, in the end he is merely a drunkard."

"Hmph, talking about helping us break the Heavenly Dao Shackles—it is utter nonsense."

"Truly odious, wasting so much fine wine of our Witch Clan in vain."

Ordinary Witch Clan living beings had no understanding whatsoever of Gu Changqing.

Therefore, they had no reservations and now voiced their doubts about Gu Changqing one after another.

Even the Twelve Ancestral Witches were somewhat filled with doubt and uncertainty.

This... he could not even stand steadily.

Did he truly have the strength to counter the Heavenly Dao Laws and break the Heavenly Dao Shackles?

It seemed as though he knew the doubt and uncertainty in the hearts of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

At this moment, Gu Changqing turned his head and offered a peculiar smile.

"Haha, fine wine!"

"It truly lives up to the treasures of the Witch Clan!"

Unexpectedly, his first words were in praise of the Witch Clan's fine wine.

Yet only he knew the truth.

With such a mellow and rich fine wine entering his belly, it also meant that Gu Changqing's power at this moment had reached an unprecedented, terrifying degree.

Swish!

Gu Changqing's eyes grew stern, shooting out beams of cold electricity that captivated the soul.

"I have a technique named the Two-Sleeved Green Snake!"

"Heavenly Dao cage, shatter!"

Gu Changqing roared in a posture of explosion, yet simply because the drunkenness ran deep, his words came out slurred and indistinct.

There was no talk