Laozi's words echoed through the deathly still Chaos.
They sounded ruthless and resolute, brimming with a Sage's majesty.
Yet both Yuanshi and Jieyin, whose heart had already turned to dead ashes, could clearly hear the trembling and terror buried beneath those words, almost impossible to conceal.
Fierce on the outside, craven within!
Those words were the most precise description of Taiqing Laozi at that moment.
Once he finished speaking, he did not even dare look at Gu Changqing's reaction.
It was as though he feared further enraging that drunkard Gu Changqing and provoking him into a slaughter.
Heavenly Venerable Yuanshi was no different. Around him, the Pangu Banner's Dao Rhythm surged to its utmost, but not to attack.
It was so he could tear open the void and flee at the first possible instant!
Even Jieyin's eyes, which had only just rekindled with hope, were filled with terror of Gu Changqing.
Only after calming down did Jieyin truly grasp the overwhelming horror Gu Changqing inspired.
And yet.
Gu Changqing said nothing.
He did not even make a single unnecessary movement.
He simply stood there, his slightly drunken eyes calmly regarding the three Sages, whose nerves were stretched to the breaking point.
That calm was more suffocating than any display of fury.
It was utter, absolute disregard.
An absolute indifference that stood above everything.
As though, in his eyes, the three Primordial World Sages' supposed fight to the death was nothing more than ants waving their ridiculous feelers before a mighty dragon.
They were not even worthy of a second glance.
"..."
The Three Sages fell silent!
As exalted Sages, when had they ever been treated this way?!
Utter humiliation mingled with boundless terror, fermenting wildly within their hearts.
But no one dared move.
No one dared utter another threat.
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