Words like these rang out across Golden Ao Island.
For a time, more and more disciples gathered.
Without exception, every disciple wore a look of anticipation, their eyes fixed unwaveringly on Gu Changqing.
They seemed terrified of missing even the faintest trace of Dao Rhythm around him, or the paths along which his Divine Arts circulated.
It was hardly surprising that the disciples had such suspicions.
After all, things like this had happened far too many times on Golden Ao Island.
They recalled the Sword Nine Divine Ability, which had stunned the entire Primordial World and elevated the profound mysteries of the Sword Dao to their utmost heights.
Every strike made heaven and earth change color and forced the gods to bow their heads.
The final strike had even been named "Immortal's Kneel." How utterly it had dominated the ages, beyond anyone's reach!
Then there was the supremely domineering "Heaven and Earth Guillotine," which passed judgment on heaven and earth and dared to cut down even a Saint's Lineage.
Not to mention the "Nine Barbarians Heaven-Chaos Technique," which manifested the savage wilderness and the pinnacle of strength, powerful enough to clash head-on with an Ancestral Witch True Body.
Hadn't Senior Brother Changqing casually conjured up every one of them while utterly drunk, unleashing them between heaven and earth on a tide of drunkenness that was three parts madness and seven parts heroic abandon?
And every time he unleashed them, countless Jie Sect Disciples were enthralled and benefited enormously.
Even the Mighty Experts and disciples of Sages from outside were shaken to the core after glimpsing just the tip of the iceberg of these divine abilities, marveling at them as works beyond mortal comprehension.
Thus, when they saw Gu Changqing appear high in the sky in this manner once again, once