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Chapter 833 All Saints Gather, the Aura of the River Styx?!
The turmoil from the previous battle has not yet completely subsided.
Countless powerful figures were discussing the matter in their respective dojos, their words filled with indescribable amazement and awe.
The power of the sage Nuwa is truly terrifying.
The Guide, one of the two Western Saints, is a veteran saint whose strength is considered unfathomable by all living beings.
Even so, in front of Nuwa, he still had to flee in a sorry state, even at the cost of abandoning his dignity as a saint and admitting defeat in front of all living beings in the prehistoric world.
This is absolutely unprecedented!
Of course, everyone knew that Gu Changqing, the Drunken Sword Immortal of the Jie Sect, also deserved a great deal of credit for this.
In short, no one doubts that the Jie Sect has now completely overshadowed the Xuanmen Sect.
After this incident, even the most aloof and powerful sages of the Xuanmen sect will likely have to keep a low profile and choose to live in seclusion.
The landscape of the primordial world has quietly changed.
And at this moment.
At the eye of the storm, on Jin'ao Island, all was peaceful and serene.
Gu Changqing and Nuwa have returned.
At the edge of the cliff in front of Biyou Palace, the sea of clouds churned and the rays of the sunset shone in myriad directions.
Nuwa stood gracefully on the cliff edge, her beautiful face bearing a trace of resentment that she could not shake off.
She still harbors resentment about what happened before.
"Hmph, that shameless guide, he's lucky this time!"
The cold voice carried obvious resentment, making the surrounding air seem to drop several degrees.
A sage's single thought can change the very fabric of the world.
If she hadn't exercised her full restraint, the sky above Jin'ao Island would probably have been filled with dark clouds and thunder.
Not far behind her, on a smooth bluestone, Gu Changqing was leaning back lazily.
He tilted his head back and gulped down several mouthfuls of the fine wine, its rich aroma spreading far and wide.
"Uh……"
He let out a long burp before slowly opening his mouth.
"Hehe, why is Aunt Nuwa so furious?"
"In my opinion, the poem that Jieyin wrote was from the bottom of his heart, praising his aunt Nuwa for her unparalleled elegance and talent, which was unmatched in the primordial world."
The words fell.
Nuwa suddenly turned around.
Those phoenix eyes, capable of eclipsing the heavens and earth, were now glaring at Gu Changqing with annoyance, her beautiful face full of black lines.
"You still say?!"
This kid, he keeps bringing up things that are not related to the topic!
She, a dignified saint, was actually desecrated in such a way by a mere guide; this is an utter disgrace!
But how did it become a compliment in Gu Changqing's mouth?
"Is not it?"
Gu Changqing took another swig of wine, his face showing a hint of drunkenness and a mischievous smile.
"Think about it, he's a saint, and saints value their reputation the most."
"For him to say 'I feel ashamed' in front of the entire prehistoric world, it's clear that your demeanor, Uncle-Master, has completely shattered his Dao heart."
"Isn't this the highest level of praise?"
Gu Changqing spoke with a straight face, as if he were really trying to exonerate Jieyin.
Nuwa was so angry at his fallacies that she was speechless for a moment.
She walked quickly to Gu Changqing, stretched out her delicate hand, and tried to snatch the wine gourd from his hand.
"Nonsense! I think you're drunk! Stop drinking!"
Gu Changqing nimbly dodged to the side, looking at her with a grin.
Nuwa was filled with helplessness at his nonchalant attitude.
Her expression—a mixture of shame and anger, yet utterly helpless—was truly delightful to behold.
Gu Changqing's smile deepened.
He was about to make another joke when his expression suddenly changed. He put away the wine gourd and lazily sat up straight on the bluestone.
Nuwa also sensed something. Her pretty face, covered in black lines, instantly regained the coldness and majesty befitting a saint. She turned to look at the distance.
In the void, a slight ripple stirred.
A towering figure stepped out slowly, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, with a lean face, exuding an aura of sharpness that seemed to annihilate the world, yet it was perfectly concealed within him.
He was none other than the leader of the Jie Sect, the Tongtian Sect Master.
As soon as he appeared, his gaze fell on Gu Changqing and Nuwa.
When he saw Nuwa's lingering resentment and Gu Changqing's mischievous smile, he couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.
Immediately, a knowing smile appeared on his face.
This kid...
Throughout history and across all the realms, perhaps only Gu Changqing would dare to mock a saint like this.
And the one making fun of her was Nuwa.
If it were anyone else, even a disciple of a sage, who dared to be so disrespectful, they would probably have been slapped into the depths of chaos by Nuwa long ago.
But when it came to Gu Changqing, Nuwa was just fuming and helpless.
Even someone as composed as Tongtian found this situation quite amusing.
Thinking to himself, Tongtian stepped forward. He first nodded slightly to Nuwa and praised her.
"Junior Sister Nuwa, you were truly domineering and overwhelming all of heaven and earth earlier."
His words were full of sincere praise, without a trace of falsehood.
Needless to say, everyone could see that Tongtian was overjoyed.
After all, this time, it boosted the prestige of their own side and made the high and mighty Xuanmen lose face.
Especially Yuanshi Tianzun.
Tongtian could almost imagine how gloomy and ugly Yuanshi's old face must be at this moment.
Thinking of this, he felt even more delighted.
Nuwa's resentment softened slightly upon hearing Tongtian Jiaozhu's words.
She nodded to Tongtian in response.
"Brother Tongtian is too kind."
Although it was still cold and quiet, the fiery atmosphere had dissipated.
After all, the praise from the Tongtian Sect Leader was much more pleasing to the ear than the twisted logic of that brat Gu Changqing.
Just now.
Another hearty laugh came from afar, shaking the heavens and filled with undisguised joy.
"Hehe, the way they panicked and looked like stray dogs when they were escorted earlier was indeed quite satisfying to watch!"
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the people present changed again, and they looked in the direction of the voice.
Two divine rays descended from the void and landed beside Tongtian and the others.
One of the divine rays was from the Sage Houtu.
The other one was the Styx Ancestor, who had not appeared in the world for a long time.
Tongtian and Nuwa were not surprised by this.
After all, the Jie Sect, the Human Path, and the Earth Path are now all interconnected, sharing both prosperity and adversity.
Among the saints, there was already an unbreakable alliance.
Or in other words, only Houtu could descend upon the Jie Sect so directly without any hindrance.
Otherwise, how dare anyone else trespass on the sage's lineage?!
"hehe......"
Tongtian chuckled softly, just about to say something.
But when his gaze inadvertently swept over the Styx Ancestor, he suddenly froze, and his words came to an abrupt halt.
Immediately afterwards, a look of surprise appeared in Tongtian's eyes.
There is no other reason!
At this moment, Tongtian clearly sensed it.
The aura surging around the Styx Ancestor had actually... reached the Saint level?!