This imperious tone instantly ignited an indescribable anger within it.
It was the mighty Gusha—when had anyone ever dared to treat it with such arrogance? Even those gods who had once joined forces to seal it were constantly plagued by fear and trepidation when facing it. Every word and action they took brimmed with reverence, and even a casual sneeze from Gusha could leave those gods trembling for half a day.
Yet at this moment, this inexperienced brat before it dared to address it in such an equal, or even openly contemptuous, tone...
"Kid, do you even know who you're talking to? Do you believe I won't—ugh!"
Gusha's voice abruptly stopped. Its gaze turned to Mu You with a flicker of uncertainty and disbelief in its tone: "The power of the Heavenly Dao... How do you possess that?"
The Watchman, who'd been observing their interaction from the sidelines, suddenly noticed something astonishing: Gusha had wavered!
