"clang!"

"Thump!"

A grand bell rang out, accompanied by a deep drumbeat.

The entire sacred mountain, which stretches to the heavens and connects to the earth, rises up with myriad phenomena amidst the resounding bells and drums.

Boundless golden rays spread out, weaving together a magnificent heavenly road.

The entire 108,000-foot-tall sacred mountain was rendered as if it were a heavenly palace.

Numerous geniuses of the Xuanmen sect, and indeed all the cultivators throughout the entire sacred mountain, were all deeply shaken by the resounding bells and drums.

"clang!"

"Thump!"

The bells and drums sounded again, but this time the sound was much gentler.

Countless cultivators, whose bodies and souls had been violently shaken, suddenly felt an indescribable sense of comfort.

It was as if the barriers between the mind, spirit, and soul and the physical body had been completely shattered.

Body and soul merge with heaven and earth, mind returns to the sky and sea, and in an instant, self and things are forgotten.

"clang!"

"Thump!"

Immediately following, the third sound of bells and drums rang out, simultaneously presenting both a light and austere quality.

It's like the two poles of heaven and earth, the convergence of yin and yang, and the combination of strength and gentleness.

Amidst their mutual resonance, a profound and celestial melody burst forth.

Those cultivators who were merely affected by the aftershocks entered a deep meditative state, as if they had suddenly attained enlightenment.

Bai Cang, however, had a completely different feeling as he embarked on the magnificent Heavenly Road.

A series of celestial sounds, like chanting ballads, resounded in his heart.

It started as thin as a spider's thread, then gradually rose higher and higher, eventually reaching a crescendo.

The deep drumbeats and resounding bells, intertwined with the songs, sounded like ancient sighs recorded from the dawn of time.

“In the beginning of time, who passed on the teachings?”

Before the top and bottom were formed, how could we investigate them?

The darkness and confusion are beyond comprehension; who can fathom its depths?

How can one recognize the image of Feng Yi?

Whether it's light or darkness, what is the purpose of this?

What is the origin and transformation of Yin and Yang in their three harmonies?

As the ancient ballad began, Bai Cang suddenly felt his seemingly impregnable primordial spirit tremble slightly.

Then, he subconsciously activated the "Heart-Mind Divine Calculation," as if trying to answer the series of questions that followed.

But once this thought arose, the questioning became even more urgent, and the celestial sounds of the ancient ballads grew even more resonant.

Where does the sky lie? How are the twelve divisions made? To which do the sun and moon belong? Where are the stars arranged?

They departed from Tanggu and then passed Mengsi; from dawn to dusk, how many miles did they travel?

"What good is the luminous substance that, upon death, is reborn? What is its benefit? And why does the rabbit reside within its belly?"

"Go to hell, why are you asking so urgently? How am I supposed to answer that?"

Under the shock of his primordial spirit, Bai Cang's thoughts were slightly muddled, but his subconscious thought was, "Don't rush, I'm thinking!"

What he didn't realize was that as the ancient ballad began, the principles of Heaven, Earth, and Man had already permeated his body, mind, and spirit.

An ancient aura emanated from the darkness, constantly cleansing his body and mind, purifying his Daoist heart.

Bai Cang is like a straight man who gets invited by a female friend to help him fix his computer, but can't get it fixed no matter what he tries. Then she tells him to take a break and play a game with her.

Screw those fun games, get out of my way.

I refuse to believe this broken computer can't be fixed. I'm not going to give up today!

With Bai Cang's shout, the heavenly Daoist music, which sounded like an ancient ballad, paused for a moment.

But it was only a brief respite before the heavenly music suddenly resumed.

Ancient and desolate ballads continuously entered the depths of his heart.

"Ji Wei Yuan Zi, Di He Zhu Zhi."

If you throw it onto the ice, how will the birds warm it?

How could He Feng, with his bow and arrows, be so adept at using them?

"Having already shocked and angered the Emperor, why did he encounter Changzhi?"

Driven by the resounding bells and drums, the heavenly music spun and spun, seemingly without end!

Furthermore, boundless Daoist principles intertwined, condensing into a Daoist script that reflected in his heart.

"boom!"

In an instant, Bai Cang felt as if the origins of the three thousand Great Daos were "opening their arms" to him, vying to show him all kinds of Dao charm and fundamental laws.

Furthermore, a pure white celestial light attempted to merge into his primordial spirit, allowing him to unite with some kind of Dao in the darkness.

"The Primordial Great Dao of the Void? Get lost! Don't bother me!"

However, Bai Cang, who was in a "straight man" state, clearly did not intend to think normally.

He refused any "benefits" offered to him without hesitation.

Like a programmer who rejects the advances of a beautiful female colleague, whose mind is filled with the idea that "if there is no woman in his heart, he can draw his sword with divine power."

Even if his initial goal was simply to play a fun game.

The same applies to Bai Cang.

Blinded by a strange competitive spirit, he just wanted to answer the questions properly.

"Jian Di is on the platform, what is the proper course of action for Ku? A black bird brings a gift, what joy does the woman have?"

But the more Bai Cang "refused," the more urgent the ancient ballad's questions became.

Amidst the relentless questioning, Bai Cang finally lost his temper and transformed into a "street chess master."

"Ask, ask, ask your mother!"

"Are you from Dunhuang? There are so many murals here, are you cosplaying as Blue Cat?"

With a furious shout, the ancient, vast, and magnificent ballad was abruptly silenced.

"Clang!"

The next moment.

A sword rang out, its momentum overwhelming, its killing intent chilling, piercing the sun and moon, and dominating the past and present.

Bai Cang snapped his fingers and roared, his killing intent sweeping across thousands of miles, the sound of his sword shaking the heavens.

A Five Elements Heavenly Sword slashed out horizontally, its five-colored sword light whistling through the sky.

Five-colored lotus flowers appeared out of thin air, and in a short time, there were thousands and tens of thousands of them.

Ten thousand sword lotuses bloomed, the sword roared like thunder, and the sword light reached the sky.

In an instant, the sword rang out loudly, howling like a wild song of the pastoral fields, roaring as if slaughtering all living beings.

"boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the heavenly music stopped abruptly, and the ancient ballads vanished without a trace.

"Heaven is supreme and above, while earth is lowly and below. Heaven is high yang and earth is low yin."

Heaven is high and earth is low; they are arranged together in a multitude—this is the Way!

Bai Cang snapped back to reality, his cool and aloof eyes reflecting the Qian and Kun trigrams, which intertwined to form the Eight Primordial Scenes.

Then one can see the Qian and Kun trigrams constantly interacting and changing, and the Eight Primordial Scenes also change infinitely, thus creating all things in the universe.

Everything in the universe seems to be contained within the changes of the Eight Trigrams, from which the myriad things of the universe evolved.

"All transformations exist within the body; the universe is in the hand!"

Bai Cang chanted the maxims, and his primordial spirit moved accordingly, as if he had created a universe.

The "Yi Yun Jing Shi" section of the "Huang Ji Jing Shi Shu" was also greatly improved at this time, and the deduction progress was accelerated significantly.

"What appears in the heavens takes shape on the earth. Therefore, through the interaction of hardness and softness, and the interplay of the eight trigrams, it is stirred by thunder and lightning, and nourished by wind and rain."

The sun and moon revolve, experiencing both cold and hot seasons, thus participating in the cycle of heaven and earth, and achieving immortality.

When the Qian and Kun trigrams evolved the Eight Primordial Scenes to their ultimate form.

Bai Cang seemed to have seen through everything, including the most fundamental and complex changes in all things.

In the blink of an eye, countless principles of the Dao are revealed.

And what was also revealed was the ignorance of the Dao mind before him, the illusory realm that seemed to be a sudden enlightenment.

"What a magnificent Illusionary Realm! What a magnificent Primordial Great Dao!"

Bai Cang raised his eyes to look ahead, and his figure in feathered robes and star-studded crown gradually materialized. "So, you fucking want to die?"