Hongjun's roar sounded especially grating in the deathly silence of Chaos.
His voice no longer held a Sage's majesty and indifference, but madness in its purest form and utter, sputtering fury.
Inside and outside Chaos, every Mighty Expert watching the scene wore a strange expression, without exception.
They exchanged looks, finding the same message in one another's reactions.
He had cracked.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun, the being who wielded the Heavenly Dao, who had stood above everyone throughout the ages and regarded all living beings as ants... had utterly cracked!
Good grief!
This truly was a spectacle never seen in all the ages!
"I have cultivated for hundreds of millions of years, yet never imagined... that I would one day see the Dao Ancestor lose his composure like this."
"Isn't that the truth? This Wine Sword Immortal... truly is an anomaly!"
"An anomaly? He's more like a chunk of gristle no blade can cut! Look at him. Where is even a shred of the bearing of a powerful cultivator?"
"But it's precisely that shameless, unyielding attitude that has driven the Dao Ancestor this far! Your cultivation might tower to the heavens, your dominance might span the ages, but if he refuses to engage, what can you do? Surely you can't chase after his backside, hurling insults?"
After a brief silence came a wave of irrepressible discussion, filled with astonishment and helpless laughter.
No one had expected a battle between Sages, one that should have destroyed heaven and earth, to turn into such a downright ridiculous scene.
This Wine Sword Immortal simply refused to play by the rules!
He cared nothing for the supposed dignity of the strong, much less saving face.
If he could win, he fought. If he couldn't... no, if he couldn't be bothered, he simply ran away.
And