"Boom!"

Thunder rumbled and rolled away, and lightning flashed across the sky.

Looking up, Bai Cang saw that in the far distance, at what seemed to be the end of the Lan Yun River, a magnificent expanse of sky and sea appeared.

Amidst the rolling thunder, the entire world trembled, with lightning roaring and heavenly fire stretching as if the end of the world had arrived.

However, this was only the tip of the iceberg of Bai Cang; the more profound changes were already beyond his imagination.

However, the aura of the vast Milky Way could still be accurately captured by Bai Cang even from thousands of miles away.

"So, this is True Monarch Tianhe battling another Golden Core True Monarch?"

Upon thinking of this, Bai Cang's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly felt a sense of impending doom.

The sky over the entire Taiyin City seemed to have become overcast.

This is not an empty statement, but a stark reality!

To put it bluntly, the entire Xia Kingdom's Heshan Sect is just an empty shell propped up by True Lord Tianhe alone.

Otherwise, the three capitals and five academies of the Red Dragon General Temple alone would not be enough to support its overwhelming power and might as well devour the vast Xia Kingdom.

If something happens to True Lord Tianhe, or even if he is only temporarily unable to extricate himself from his duties and can no longer look after the Heshan Sect of Xia Kingdom.

For the Red Dragon Sect and even the entire Xia Kingdom's Heshan Sect, this was a catastrophe that shattered the heavens and the earth.

Then he recalled how Han Qinhu had said that the cultivation world in Xia Kingdom would become very chaotic in the next few years, and had told Bai Cang to hide in the Crimson Dragon Temple and stay inside.

He couldn't help but overthink it!

"The tree may wish to be still, but the wind will not cease; the Xia Kingdom is destined for many troubles!"

Bai Cang sighed softly, his eyes flashing with a sharp light. Far from being afraid, he showed a kind of excited anticipation.

Ten years have passed since I honed this sword, its sharp edge yet to be tested. Today I present it to you; who has a grievance to redress?

"Tianhe brat, hand over the Taiyin Blade Seal, or we will never let you get away with this!"

Just then, a loud shout rang out, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, echoing and swirling in the sky, like thunder roaring endlessly.

"Hand over the Taiyin Blade!"

"Otherwise, we will not give up!"

"Fellow Daoist Baiman, I am Cha Liangying, here to lend you a hand."

"Qianshan Sect Master Gongye Gan has come to learn from the brilliance of the Heavenly River True Lord!"

"How could such a grand event be complete without the two ruthless villains of Mangshan?"

In an instant, shouts arose from all directions, all using secret techniques. The sounds traveled thousands of miles away, with demonic sounds piercing the ears and the power of sonic attacks causing Bai Cang, who was thousands of miles away, to feel dizzy and extremely uncomfortable.

Clusters of inky fiery clouds and streaks of divine light traveled thousands of miles in an instant, traversing the heavens.

"Damn it! These old bastards have no sportsmanship, they actually ganged up on True Lord Tianhe?"

Bai Cang's face immediately turned extremely ugly.

Even with his naked eye, he could see more than ten golden core pressures crisscrossing the distant sky, and the fierce battle made the heavens seem to tremble violently.

Fortunately, at least from the surface, it seems that Tianhe Zhenjun did not suffer any losses, but rather gained the upper hand.

That aura, like a celestial river overflowing its banks and bursting its banks, continuously spread out, encompassing a range of thousands of miles, enveloping all the Golden Core cultivators' oppressive power within it.

The Dharma image, resembling a galaxy stretching across the sky, spread out across the heavens, as if recreating a galaxy, obscuring the sky and the moon.

In the blink of an eye, the battlefield in the sky shifted and moved, crisscrossing across a range of tens of thousands of miles.

The most recent time, it was even less than a hundred miles from Taiyin City, and even Bai Cang could vaguely see some of the splendor of the Golden Core battle.

In this fierce battle that swept across thousands of miles, in addition to the dozen or so golden core auras, countless other powerful forces rose from all directions, chasing after the battlefield.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Suddenly, within the vast expanse of the Nine Rivers and Great Marsh, and within the towering mountain, eight powerful auras soared into the sky, pursuing the direction in which the battlefield had shifted.

Du Guan Yuan Tiangang's long roar echoed throughout the mountain gate.

"The entire Ghost and God Bureau is to closely monitor the area inside and outside the mountain gate, as well as the Taiyin Palace City. Anyone who causes trouble will be killed!"

"All members of my Heshan Sect who uphold the Dharma and whose actions are contrary to it shall be killed!"

As the lingering sound faded, a burst of spiritual light from an array within the mountain gate shot into the sky.

The masters of the Three Capitals and Five Academies, and the eight Dao Foundation True Immortals, have all come out in full force.

"I am Yao Chonggu of the dormitory. All of you in the dormitory, follow me to suppress the Taiyin Palace City!"

The next instant, Yao Chonggu's figure, resembling a miniature giant god, suddenly manifested in the sky.

Then, leading dozens of figures, they pounced towards the outside of the mountain gate like wolves and tigers.

"Hiss, why do I feel like this has been rehearsed many times?"

Seeing this, Bai Cang suddenly gasped, feeling utterly dejected. "Old Han knew six months in advance that unrest would occur."

"It seems that everyone in the Crimson Dragon Palace has been waiting for this day to come?"

"No wonder the council of the Three Capitals showed little interest in sweeping up Majia Village. Could it be because of today's events that they don't want to cause any further trouble?"

Just then, several figures also took to the air from among the other towering, suspended mountains.

"Senior Brother Yao, this is Zhao Yunlong, here to lend you a hand."

"I am Li Chunfeng, and all my disciples follow me to uphold the Dharma lineage!"

“…”

In an instant, from the Grand Master's disciples down to the inner disciples, many responded and rose up, soaring through the sky.

"Boom!"

Almost simultaneously, from the direction of the outer city of Taiyin, the sounds of fierce fighting rose into the sky accompanied by flames.

With a thought, Bai Cang immediately raised his sword, and the sword light intercepted a figure.

"Junior Brother Luo, what's going on? Has the Master given any explanation?"

Luo Jin was intercepted by Bai Cang, and a hint of annoyance rose on his face.

However, upon seeing Bai Cang's face clearly, he had to patiently say, "Father and the others are in a hurry to leave the city to scavenge for bargains, how could they have time to explain anything?"

"But now is the time for us to make our mark and achieve great things. Why don't you join us, Senior Brother Bai?"

Bai Cang couldn't help but roll his eyes upon hearing this: So you want to get involved in the Golden Core battle, huh?

Don't they realize how brutal the battle of the Golden Core cultivators was? How many Foundation Establishment cultivators participated in the outer slaughter, and how many Golden Core cultivators and True Immortals would perish in this brutal battle?

How dare a mere Qi Refining novice participate in a battle of this level?

It's obvious that there's no chance of survival; only a fool would join in on such a fuss.

Those Dao Foundation Realm cultivators who were hoping to get a bargain are probably doomed.

As for why Yuan Tiangang and the others insisted on getting involved, that was something Bai Cang couldn't imagine or understand.

There may be some hidden reasons, but it is definitely not an opportunity for him to take advantage of the situation.

So he simply waved his hand and made way for Luo Jin.

"It's shrouded in mystery!"

Bai Cang gazed wistfully toward the outer city of Taiyin, "I only regret that my cultivation is too low and I know too little information, so I am not qualified to participate at all."

This kind of battle of Golden Core cultivators, which is rare to see even once every few centuries, will likely result in the deaths of countless cultivators. Perhaps even some Golden Core True Monarchs will perish, their fates becoming some lucky individual's "heaven-defying opportunity."

If it weren't for his lack of strength, Bai Cang would have wanted to go and "pick up the scraps".

After all, his survival skills are top-notch, so he might actually be able to take advantage of the chaos and gain some opportunities.

"Unfortunately, even the best opportunities require a certain lifespan to enjoy them!"

Bai Cang's mind raced, but he ultimately suppressed his greed.

Then, he leaped forward, riding the sword light straight towards the outer city of Taiyin!

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