Dead silence.
An eerie, deathly silence shrouded the entire Primordial World.
Dozens of breaths passed.
"Pfft..."
No one knew who had been the first to lose control and let out that strange, muffled sound.
Like a thunderclap, it instantly set the entire crowd off!
"HAHAHAHAHA!"
"I'm dying of laughter! I really am!"
"They ran! That was the Elder of Chaos and Dao Ancestor Hongjun! And they just ran away!"
"Ran away? Did you see the Elder of Chaos's face at the end? It turned green! No, it was downright livid!"
An uproar erupted!
The world suddenly boiled over!
The astonishment and shock they had suppressed for so long all turned into a towering wave of clamor and wild laughter.
Countless cultivators doubled over laughing, tears nearly spilling from their eyes.
What sweet satisfaction!
It was simply too satisfying!
"This time, the Elder of Chaos truly lost his wife and his troops!"
"He failed to kill Gu Changqing and lost his only Chaos Supreme Treasure instead. That little maneuver left him so far in the red, even his ancestors must have felt it!"
"It wasn't just the loss! Didn't you hear those last few muttered remarks from Senior Wine Sword Immortal? Those didn't just kill a man-they stabbed him straight through the heart!"
"'I haven't fully mastered the second and third forms yet'? Hahaha! I bet the Elder of Chaos wanted to die when he heard that!"
"He scared himself silly, dreamed up an earth-shattering drama, only to discover the leading man hadn't even finished preparing his script! Who could bear that?"
Unable to contain their laughter, everyone chattered away, filling the whole world with a merry atmosphere.
This time, the Elder of Chaos must truly have been driven mad with rage.
Gu Changqing had practically pressed his old face, along