Outside Zixiao Palace, all living beings fell silent.
Everyone's heart leaped into their throat at Gu Changqing's retort and the terrifying aura that abruptly erupted from him!
Battle!
A battle was about to begin!
A newly ascended Heavenly Dao Sage against a Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal whose name had long resounded throughout the Primordial World, and whose strength remained a mystery!
This was an absolute first since heaven and earth had been cleaved apart!
Countless Quasi-Saints and mighty experts felt their blood boil. Almost instinctively, they frantically retreated, terrified of being caught in the aftershocks of a Sage-level battle.
Yet their divine senses remained locked firmly on the two men, unwilling to miss a single instant!
This was a battle between Sages!
If they could witness even a little of it, even a single wisp of Dao Rhythm that escaped might benefit them beyond measure!
Sect Master Tongtian still stood with his hands behind his back. He glanced at the worried immortals of the Interception Sect beside him, a faint, elusive smile playing on his lips.
He had absolute confidence in this disciple of his.
And yet.
One breath.
Ten breaths.
A hundred breaths...
The anticipated battle that would destroy heaven and earth never erupted.
The entire Outer Chaos Region remained deathly silent.
Sage Randeng, who had just blazed with majestic Sage might, seethed with rage, and declared that he would "carry out the Dao on his master's behalf."
Now hovered stiffly in midair, his finger, laden with an endless aura of destruction, still pointing straight at Gu Changqing.
He did not move an inch.
He was like a statue frozen in place.
What... was going on?
The excitement and anticipation on everyone's faces gradually froze, giving way to profound confusion and bewilderment.
Why weren't they fighting?
Why had Sage