"Then... uh... let's see..."
Gu Changqing's drunken words drifted lightly through heaven and earth.
Yet those few words stirred utterly different waves in the hearts of those who heard them.
"Let's see?"
Hongjun and the Elder of Chaos exchanged a glance, and the ominous foreboding in their hearts instantly reached its peak.
See what?
With things at this point, what other tricks could he possibly have?
The Heavenly Dao was established, and the tide favored them. What in this Primordial World could still overturn the heavens and reverse the course of events?
Doubt and uncertainty.
For the first time, the two beings standing at the pinnacle of the Primordial World began to question their own judgment.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Tongtian, Nuwa, Houtu, and the others perked up, their faces brimming with anticipation they could scarcely contain.
They knew Gu Changqing all too well.
This seemingly irreverent Wine Sword Immortal never fought a battle he was not sure he could win.
Since he dared to say those words, he must still have a trump card powerful enough to overturn the table!
For a moment, an eerie, deathly silence descended over the scene once more.
Every living being, Sage and mortal alike, focused all their attention on that swaying figure, quietly awaiting his next move.
Under everyone's gaze.
Gu Changqing seemed completely oblivious, still holding the Wine God Gourd as he pleased.
"Glug... glug..."
He tipped back his head and poured several more great mouthfuls of fine wine down his throat. The thick scent of alcohol even condensed into tangible white mist, swirling around him.
After drinking deeply for a while.
"Burp..."
A loud wine burp broke the silence.
Gu Changqing finally seemed to have drunk his fill. He wiped his mouth, then suddenly burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha..."
His laughter