Bai Cang is about to leave the pass!

As the Thunder Prison dissipates, more and more prodigies from the Xuanmen are entering this place.

At this crucial moment when the "Nine Heavens Decree" is about to be released, Bai Cang naturally has to come out and make some moves to seize the initiative as much as possible.

Most importantly, we can no longer allow the Blood Spirit Old Monster to recklessly ruin his reputation.

Although this won't cause any real harm to Bai Cang, it's still incredibly annoying.

Moreover, the same rice can feed a hundred different kinds of people.

Who knows, some clueless person might take their anger out on him.

Although Bai Cang was not afraid, he did not want to cause unnecessary trouble.

But he never expected that as soon as he came out of the pass, he would see a good show.

A spectacular scene unfolded: "The Righteous Gang Beats the Blood Spirit, Taking Turns to Violently Beat the Old Monster!"

In the sky above, sword energy crisscrossed like frost, its sharp edges leaping.

A cloud of blood swirled and churned within a radius of a thousand miles, constantly threatening to kill.

But under the sword light that was as cold as frost and as bright as the moon, he could not break free.

Especially the intent of freezing everything within the sword light, even Bai Cang dared not take it lightly.

In a short period of time, the cloud of blood had been frozen and shattered no less than ten times.

If it weren't for the Blood Spirit Old Monster's near-immortality, which allowed him to repeatedly "resurrect with full health" amidst the blood-red stains, he would have been a different story.

They've probably all been cut down by now!

Within a radius of thousands of miles, numerous imposing figures stood scattered in mid-air, forming a seemingly loose but impenetrable encirclement.

Whenever the Blood Spirit Old Monster tried to "break through", divine powers and spells would strike from the sky, forcing him back into the range of Frost Moon Sword Light.

It's as if this entire area of ​​a thousand miles has been turned into a "colosseum".

Blood Spirit Old Monster was the only "trapped beast" among them, while the Xuanmen prodigies around him were both spectators and part of the game.

"What's going on? Blood Spirit Old Monster is in such a terrible state!"

Bai Cang was taken aback when he saw this, but then felt a surge of satisfaction.

I told you not to cause trouble everywhere, now you've been ganged up on and beaten up, haven't you?

However, Bai Cang did not gloat for long.

The most urgent task at hand is to understand the situation on the field before deciding on his next move.

Thinking of this, Bai Cang raised his eyes and looked around. The "Zhaoling Heavenly Eye" immediately brought into view the appearances of many Xuanmen prodigies within a radius of thousands of miles.

Just as many displeased gazes were fixed on his direction, and various divine thoughts intertwined to form a net that enveloped him.

Bai Cang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he leaped to someone's side.

"Uncle-Master Xuanhu, how have you been?"

Bai Cang cupped his hands and smiled, "Where are Martial Uncles Zhang and Wang? Weren't they with you?"

As he spoke, a powerful and domineering aura suddenly appeared, and a destructive aura swept across the sky, blocking the many probing gazes.

Several Xuanmen prodigies, whose cultivation and foundation were slightly weaker or who were too aggressive, directly released their divine senses and groaned on the spot, suffering a loss that was neither too great nor too small.

In an instant, Bai Cang felt much quieter and no longer felt like he was being spied on.

The reason is simple: Bai Cang's performance is enough to prove that he is not only a tough opponent, but also a "wolf killer".

Even someone who is absolutely confident in their own abilities wouldn't want to provoke such a vicious person for no reason.

"Hahaha, how did you know that I was the one who organized this grand event?"

Xuanhu Zhenjun greeted him with a classic fishing saying, and then, with a smug look on his face, "humbly" said, "Actually, I was just going with the flow."

Everyone wants to show off in front of others, but there's no suitable reason or occasion, and I happen to have some influence.

It just so happens that that guy is impersonating you and causing trouble everywhere, making a big splash. He's already hated by everyone, so with just a gentle push, I've set up a huge stage for him.

Look at the Xuanmen prodigies present; the lowest level is second-grade Golden Core. The level of their talent is so high that this can be called the largest Xuanmen gathering in a thousand years.

Aside from the Five Regions Profound Sects Dao Discussion held once every three thousand years, who else could organize such a grand event?

Xuanhu Zhenjun's words were full of boasting, but they also answered Bai Cang's question, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhang Yuanxi and Wang Fugui are both third-grade Golden Core cultivators, and they are clearly not qualified to step onto this "grand stage" and participate in this grand event.

but……

"Uncle Xuanhu" is actually a Golden Core cultivator of rank two or above.

So how did he and "Han Xiaochu" manage to survive on Tianzhu Peak?

Moreover, it is said that there are only three top-grade Golden Core cultivators in Longhu Mountain. Could it be that "Master's wife" is actually only a fourth-grade True Monarch?

Most importantly, even with Bai Cang's current cultivation and strength, he still couldn't quite see through "Uncle-Master Xuanhu".

Is this reasonable? This is very unreasonable!

However, Bai Cang simply shook his head in his heart and suppressed all his doubts.

Everyone has secrets; there's no need to force anyone to pry.

Moreover, the various oddities about "Uncle Xuanhu" are most likely related to "Old Deng Tianhe".

He has neither the need nor the ability to investigate.

Ultimately, "Uncle-Master Xuanhu" treated him quite well, and understanding that is enough.

Thinking this, Bai Cang immediately feigned nonchalance and asked, "Where is Fellow Daoist Ye Qing from Xuandu Temple? Shouldn't such a grand event be spearheaded by Xuandu Temple?"

Upon hearing this, True Monarch Xuanhu's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but blurt out, "You also encountered that old swindler? You didn't make any deal with him, did you?"

Bai Cang shook his head. "We didn't see eye to eye, so we exchanged a few blows, but neither side could gain the upper hand."

Damn it! I knew those "old bastards" weren't honest people at all.

Can't you be an "honest and trustworthy young man" like me?

Xuanhu Zhenjun looked at Bai Cang as if he were a fool, his face full of disbelief, as if he had heard some absurd statement.

Dude, can you stop bragging?

That's a powerful "Illusion God," how could you possibly be evenly matched with him?

Why don't you go to heaven and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun?

However, he seemed to remember something and smiled with a hint of relief.

If it's just a wisp of divine thought, it's not entirely impossible.

Even so, this "little rascal" is just too damn "brave and skillful"!

At this rate, wouldn't he catch up with me very soon?

That would be a very bad situation!

Thinking this, Xuanhu Zhenjun's gaze toward Bai Cang suddenly turned somewhat unfriendly.

Upon seeing this, Bai Cang's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but ask, "But what's wrong with that guy?"

Upon hearing this, True Lord Xuanhu merely shook his head, ignoring Bai Cang, and muttered a few incomprehensible words such as "All living beings need not take this as a rule."

After a long silence, he finally said, "Just don't make any deals with him, and don't worry about anything else."

Hearing this, Bai Cang felt uneasy, but Ye did not press the matter further.

He simply turned to look at the field and thought, "Who is that guy? His skills are quite impressive!"

Xuanhu Zhenjun glanced sideways at Bai Cang and said indifferently, "In your eyes, the current swordsman of the Guanghan Sword Sect is merely not weak?"

[Seems like finding a kindred spirit is hard to come by, please give me a free gift]