Gu Changqing's drunken, slurred words rang out.
At once, the somewhat oppressive atmosphere in Biyou Palace seemed to shatter!
Everyone froze for a moment, then reacted!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whether it was Sect Master Tongtian seated high on the Cloud Bed or Duobao, Golden Spirit Holy Mother, and the others below, lost in thought and apprehension, everyone's gaze converged on the corner of the hall.
On the figure who had just swayed to his feet, still carrying the Wine Gourd.
Gu Changqing!
Their earlier joy at winning the battle had vanished without a trace, replaced by the crushing weight of having been outmaneuvered.
But now, seeing Gu Changqing and hearing his breezy remark, "Nothing more than that."
Duobao, Golden Spirit Holy Mother, Zhao Gongming, and the others felt their hearts leap!
Right!
How could they have forgotten!
Their Interception Sect still had Senior Brother Changqing-or Junior Brother Changqing!
What Profound Gate's Open Scheme? What sage fruit position?
Before Senior Brother Changqing's absolute strength, which had cowed a Newly Ascended Sage into immobility with just one man and one sword, what did any of that amount to?!
In an instant, the hearts that had just sunk to rock bottom blazed anew!
It was an almost blind, fanatical trust!
"Senior Brother Changqing!"
Zhao Gongming, the most impatient of them, was the first to lose restraint. He rushed over in great strides, his face brimming with excitement and anticipation.
"Have... have you already found a way to break this open scheme of the Profound Gate?"
"That's right, Senior Brother Changqing!" Qiongxiao came over too, her large eyes shining with admiration.
"When you said 'nothing more than that,' you must have had some earth-shaking trump card in mind!"
"I knew it! Senior Brother Changqing's plans never miss a thing. You'd never let Old Man