"Ignorant?"
The old man turned over these four words in his mouth twice, and opened his dry lips in an arc.
"I have already entered Sacrificial Dao Realm before you were born. Do you call this being ignorant?"
Gu Changqing didn't take this issue.
He turned his head and glanced at the gray-white light spot embedded in Yang Jian's forehead.
The light spot is still there, but it no longer rotates. The Destruction regular patterns surging inside are frozen in place, like a bug sealed in amber.
Gu Changqing stretched out his hand, pinched the light spot with two fingers, and pulled it out.
Snap.
He pulled out the gray-white light spots from Yang Jian's forehead like a thorn.
He held it on his fingertips and turned it around, looked at it for two seconds, and flicked it casually.
The light point flew out, drew an arc in the void, and hit a floating Stars fragment.
The fragments disappeared silently.
Not even dregs were left.
Yang Jian's body fell forward, Gu Changqing held his shoulder with his other hand.
"Get up."
Yang Jian stood firm with his knees propped up, breathing heavily like a bellows.
"Master, I... failed to solve it..."
"Nonsense." Gu Changqing let go of his hand, "Sacrificial Dao Realm's things, what are you Immortal Emperor Peak going to do to deal with them? It's pretty good that you can survive until now."
Yang Jian lowered his head and stopped talking.
Gu Changqing turned around and faced the old man.
The gray-white light spots of Yin Jiao and Chaos Ancestral Dragon are still floating on the road, and the third one floating toward the big Battle Formation column is also there.
Gu Changqing glanced at the positions of the two light spots.
"You're such a bother."
The old man's cloudy eyes twitched.
Gu Changqing made no move or even raise his hand.
He stood there, the old white-washed robe on his body bulging slightly, as if blown by the wind.
But there is no wind here.
A layer of nearly transparent Gang Qi spread out from his body, silently and slowly, like ripples spreading on the water.
Gang Qi encountered the gray-white light spot floating towards Yin Jiao.
The light was broken.
There was no explosion, no shock wave, and no movement. The light spot containing the Destruction rule just dissipated silently into a cloud of gray-white smoke, and after two breaths, it completely dissipated.
Gang Qi continues to expand.
Encountered the third light point floating towards the big Battle Formation column.
Also broken.
Two light spots, one layer Gang Qi, without even raising a hand.
The old man's expression changed.
Not livid, not angry, but something deeper - there was a moment of confusion in his cloudy eyes.
That kind of confusion only lasted for less than half a breath before disappearing, but Yang Jian saw it, and Tongtian also saw it.
Sacrificial Dao Realm's strong man showed a confused expression.
"You..." the old man said, his voice a little deeper than before, "Who are you Cultivation?"
Gu Changqing has no direct answer.
"When you attacked my disciple just now, did you have a question in mind?"
"What's the problem?"
"Their master is still alive."
The old man was silent for two breaths.
Primordial Beginning Origin Land The remaining gray Ruins was floating between the two people, Primordial Chaos Currents was surging around, but they did not dare to come within three feet of Gu Changqing.
It's not that Gang Qi is blocking it, it's Primordial Chaos Currents who is hiding himself.
"I have been sleeping in Abyss for thousands of years and know very little about the outside world." The old man's tone softened a little, but the arrogance in his bones did not go away. "If you just stand up for your disciple and lead people away, Primordial Beginning Origin Land will not pursue it."
"You won't be held accountable?" Gu Changqing glanced at him, "You killed half of my disciples, and then you told me that you won't be held accountable?"
"Then what do you want?" The old man's tone came back hard.
Gu Changqing took a step forward.
Just one step.
But after taking this step, the old man involuntarily took half a step back.
After withdrawing, he was stunned.
His body was instinctively retreating.
Sacrificial Dao Realm's body was instinctively avoiding the man in old robes in front of him.
"Who are you?" The old man finally tore off the disguise of being neither salty nor bland, and raised his voice, "Among the Sacrificial Dao Realm, I have never seen a person like you, and the Firmament Realm doesn't have your name either. You--"
"I said, I'm from Ruined Temple." Gu Changqing interrupted him, "Well, they call me Ruined Temple Daoist."
"Ruined Temple Daoist?"
The old man's pupils dilated.
He has heard of this name.
Although he was sleeping in Abyss, disciple White Tower had brought news from the outside world before he was killed.
Primordial World Temple, Incense Offerings Faith, one billion believers, Vow Power golden dragon, versus the Firmament Heavenly Dao--
The person behind all these things is this lazy guy in front of me?
"Are you the one who did Incense Offerings Faith?" The old man's voice was full of A Trace scrutiny.
"What if?"
"It's not that I didn't sense your Middle Stage of the Sacrificial Dao Realm's Cultivation before, but I didn't expect you to take action personally." The old man's tone became calmer, "However, Middle Stage of the Sacrificial Dao Realm just wants to go wild on Primordial Beginning Origin Land--"
Gu Changqing smiled.
It's not a sneer, it's the kind of laugh that's purely funny, as if you heard a bad joke.
"Who told you that I am still Middle Stage of the Sacrificial Dao Realm?"
The old man's words were stuck in his throat.
Gu Changqing's aura has changed.
The invisible wall that blocked perception before disappeared, and was replaced by a sense of oppression that made the entire Primordial Beginning Origin Land tremble.
No, not Primordial Beginning Origin Land.
Chaos is shaking.
The void is shaking.
In the distance, the space beneath Twenty Million Army's feet was shaking.
Even the outer areas of Tianyuan Star Domain, Desolate-Extermination Alliance where five billion troops are stationed, are trembling.
The old man's body bent down.
It's not a bow, it's a bending of the knees.
His Sacrificial Dao Realm Cultivation was fighting against the pressure, but his knees were still bending.
"You... you broke through?"
For the first time, cracks appeared in the old man's voice. It was no longer the condescending understatement before, but three words squeezed out from between his teeth.
Gu Changqing took back his breath.
The oppressive feeling disappeared in an instant, and the old man's knees straightened back up, but his back was soaked with cold sweat.
The off-white shabby robe clung to his back, outlining his rickety outline.
"Old guy." Gu Changqing's voice was still calm, just like chatting, "You and those two accomplices attacked Pangu in a sneak attack, killed the people and divided them into Chaos Origins. After hiding in Abyss for so many years, you thought no one could find you?"
The old man's face trembled.
"Do you know what happened back then?"
"Not only do I know." Gu Changqing took out something from his arms.
Pangu Axe Fragment.
It's not the fragment in Yang Jian's hand that has become as dim as scrap metal, but another piece.
It is three times larger than the Yang Jian piece. The golden light flows, and the Heaven-Opening pattern on it is clearly visible, and a powerful aura pours out from the fragment.
The old man's eyes were fixed on the fragment.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his dry lips opened.
"Why... why do you have this in your hand?"
Gu Changqing turned the fragment over, allowing the old man to see clearly the three deep claw marks carved on the back.
"Do you know them? These three claw marks were left when you tore Pangu's back."
The old man's face completely froze.
The gray-white pupils shrank into two pinpoint-sized spots of light.
His body was retreating, one step, two steps, three steps, back to the edge of the crack Primordial Beginning Origin Land Abyss.
"Your Excellency..."
His voice changed, from arrogant to cautious, and every word squeezed out of his hoarse throat was shaking.
"Who are you, sir, and why do you want to interfere with the Firmament Karma?"
Gu Changqing took the fragment back into his arms and looked at the Sacrificial Dao Realm Ancestor in front of him who had just suppressed everyone with one finger. He looked at him huddled on the edge of the Abyss crack, like a snake that was pinched seven inches.
"Who is this?"
Gu Changqing took another step forward.
The old man's body was stretched like a string, and all the Destruction rules were surging on his body, ready to explode at any time.
But he didn't dare to move.
Gu Changqing looked past the old man and landed at the bottom of the Abyss crack, where there were still two faint auras sleeping.
"Don't rush to ask me who I am."
Gu Changqing's voice was very soft, so soft that only the old man could hear it.
"You should wake up those two old guys down there first and let them listen together."