Deathly silence.
Only a deathlike silence remained.
All living beings stared, dumbstruck, at Gu Changqing, who looked as though this were perfectly reasonable.
Then they looked at Hongjun and the Elder of Chaos.
At that moment, both men were utterly bewildered.
How could anyone be shameless to this extent?
This was a battle to the death! A killing game in which Hongjun had staked his Heavenly Dao Authority, and the Elder of Chaos had staked his cultivation path and his life!
You... what did you think this was?
A street performance where you demanded a tip for winning?!
"You..."
Hongjun forced a single word through his clenched teeth, only to find that the blood rushing to his head had choked every word that followed in his throat. He could not get them out.
And amid that strange silence...
An irrepressible snort broke the stillness.
Immediately afterward...
"Pfft, hahaha..."
"I can't, I can't! My stomach hurts..."
"The Dao Ancestor... he... he looks too furious to speak!"
"A fucking prize! This Wine Sword Immortal really is something else!"
"I nominate him as the Primordial World's number-one shameless hard case! Who's for it? Who's against it?"
In Chaos, all living beings, who had been silent as cicadas in winter just moments earlier, could no longer hold it in.
Roars of laughter and animated chatter rose in waves, merging into an ocean of merriment.
Their looks at Hongjun and the Elder of Chaos were filled with delight at their misfortune.
How miserable.
The Dao Ancestor and the Elder of Chaos were truly miserable!
Against someone who never played by the rules, what use were towering killing intent and world-shaking divine powers?
He simply refused to engage!
If you offered no prize, he would run.
You could chase him, but could you catch him?
Even