"call!"

No sooner had they finished speaking than a fierce wind arose.

Bai Cang bowed down, but suddenly his expression changed slightly, and he quickly looked up at the horizon.

Under the dim light of the sky, a crescent moon slowly rose, like the moon rising over the sea, with a faint damp mist permeating the air, outlining a deep and dark atmosphere.

One by one, countless stars appeared, like a flowing river of stars spreading across the sky.

Suddenly, it sounded like muffled thunder, or like a great river rushing down, with surging tides rushing down, as if the sky had collapsed and the Milky Way had spilled out.

As far as Bai Cang could see, there was a surging tide of heaven, but upon closer inspection, it seemed like a dream, vanishing without a trace.

But the bright moon had somehow already hung high in the sky, and the stars had disappeared, with no longer any sight of the Milky Way stretching across the sky or the Milky Way spilling out.

"Could it be the legendary primordial spirit dharma form?"

A bold idea suddenly popped into Bai Cang's mind: "Wasn't it said that True Monarch Tianhe had only recently attained the Golden Core stage? How could he have such a magnificent aura? Could it be that the powerful figure I'm clinging to is ten thousand times stronger than I imagined?"

Just as he was thinking this, a soft "hmm" seemed to echo in Bai Cang's mind.

A heavy, mountain-like pressure suddenly descended.

The entire arena fell into a deathly silence in an instant, as if even the air itself had frozen.

Suddenly, a feeling of fear arose in Bai Cang's heart.

A chilling sensation rose from his spine and extended all the way to the top of his head, giving him the unsettling feeling that his soul was about to be ripped away.

Seeing this, Bai Cang immediately calmed his mind and eliminated all distracting thoughts.

In the seemingly frozen air, even the Dao Foundation Real Persons like Yuan Tiangang appeared as if they had been suddenly struck by frost.

Their faces turned deathly pale, and their eyes revealed shock and fear.

The air was so heavy it felt like an impenetrable wall, making it impossible to breathe.

In his dazed state, Bai Cang suddenly seemed to glimpse three stars, which suddenly shone brightly, causing him to subconsciously struggle to lift his head.

A scroll painting was seen floating and swaying in mid-air.

The painting depicts a young Taoist priest with a yellow gourd hanging from his waist, carrying the vast starry sky on his back, and seemingly surrounded by a celestial river, as he gazes down with great interest.

"Hmm? Interesting!"

Suddenly, the young Taoist in the painting seemed to come to life and turned to look at Bai Cang.

One glance was enough to strike him like a thunderbolt, as if a mountain range was pressing down on his heart.

Bow your head! Bow your head! Bow your head!

Don't look! Don't look! Don't look!

A series of warning signs kept ringing in Bai Cang's mind.

"It's just bowing your head! It's not shameful!"

"He is a dignified Golden Core True Monarch, and also your grandmaster. How dare you face the Emperor directly?"

"Didn't you see everyone else is looking down? Are you the only one who's different?"

"Don't you know the saying 'the nail that sticks out gets hammered down'?"

Countless thoughts raced through Bai Cang's mind, and there were a million reasons for him to lower his head.

But a strange stubbornness made him grit his teeth and persevere.

It's not that he couldn't bring himself to lower his head, but rather that he had a premonition: the longer he persisted, the greater the benefits would be.

After an unknown amount of time, Bai Cang felt his vision darken and everything before him became blurry.

The young Taoist priest in the painting nodded slightly. "Not bad, a promising talent!"

With a soft laugh, he simply raised his hand, and a calligraphy scroll floated into Bai Cang's arms.

"boom!"

The next moment.

The Taoist spirit rose, and the imperial edict resounded.

[Miscellaneous Essays on the Milky Way: The Alchemist Chapter]

Countless messages suddenly flowed through his mind, weaving together a brilliant chapter.

Although it is only a few hundred words, every word is precious.

In just a few words, he explained the profound principles of alchemy in great detail.

The pharmacology of various principal, assistant, and adjuvant herbs, the mutual generation and restraint of vital energy, including the origin and development of alchemy, the changes in various alchemical techniques, and so on.

Although there was no specific prescription, Bai Cang felt as if he had been enlightened.

[The Lesser Heavens' Qi-Absorbing Elixir Method: Reaching Divine Mastery]

As the grand proclamation resounded, Bai Cang was overjoyed.

Suddenly, the scroll floated up and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

The oppressive force, as heavy as Mount Tai pressing down, receded like the tide at this moment.

Only then did Bai Cang feel the suffocating sensation of not being able to breathe disappear into thin air.

It's like a drowning person suddenly surfacing and instinctively gasping for air.

However, the mixed feelings of fear and joy still lingered in his heart, making his face pale and somewhat weak.

The only thing that excited me more than ever before was that I felt as if I had undergone a baptism invisibly.

He calmed himself down slightly, then couldn't help but look up and glance around.

Everyone was pale-faced, panting heavily, and many were even drenched in cold sweat.

However, apart from the eight great masters including Yuan Tiangang, and a few others such as Han Qinhu and Yao Chonggu, the others did not exhibit the weakness and "excitement" that comes with being baptized.

"Could it be because I have already condensed my Yin spirit?" Bai Cang wondered to himself, feeling as if he had guessed something.

After condensing the Yin spirit, divine thoughts will arise, which can replace the physical eyes to see things, observe the whole body, and comprehend the Dao rhythm of merging with heaven and earth.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that Bai Cang was able to observe the various strange phenomena caused when Tianhe Zhenjun descended with his divine sense.

To other Qi Refining cultivators who haven't yet achieved Yin Spirit status, it might just be a descending pressure.

Even if one dared to look up, one would only see a scroll floating by, with no chance of comprehending its true meaning, let alone attracting the attention of the Heavenly River True Lord and obtaining the opportunity bestowed upon him.

"That's why I'm the main character!"

Thinking this, Bai Cang couldn't help but feel a little pleased. "However, True Monarch Tianhe is definitely not an ordinary True Monarch who has just reached the initial stage of Core Formation."

"But why does his appearance seem so familiar to me?"

Just then, Yuan Tiangang rose with a flick of his sleeve, “The True Lord has decreed: the newly promoted True Disciple Bai Cang is hereby granted a mountain within the sect, a market shop, three blueprints for refining high-grade magic artifacts, ten thousand acres of fertile land surrounding the Taiyin Palace, ten acres of spiritual fields, and a mine…”

"You can enter the second floor of the Sutra Repository, freely enter and exit the Five Academies, recruit ten Dao soldiers, recommend twenty outer disciples, and recruit three personal disciples. Your treatment is the same as that of an inner disciple of the main temple."

A series of rewards came from Yuan Tiangang's mouth.

The entire arena was silent, and everyone stared intently at Bai Cang, their faces filled with envy.

If they didn't know that Yuan Tiangang and Han Qinhu had a terrible relationship, they would all have thought that Yuan Tiangang was using his position for personal gain and secretly benefiting his illegitimate son.

No! Even if he were Yuan Tiangang's illegitimate son, he could never receive such terrifying treatment.

Because there are many things inside that even Yuan Tiangang does not have the authority to decide, he must report to Tianhe Zhenjun and let the Zhenjun make the decision.

Doesn't this mean that Bai Cang is already in the "ruler's" heart?

For a moment, the intense, almost tangible gaze nearly melted Bai Cang's entire body!

If looks could kill, he would probably be riddled with holes by now!

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