"Boom!"

The black ruler clashed with the pure white sword light, like thunder striking fire, unleashing a deafening roar.

A dazzling, blinding light illuminated the world, rendering it colorless and unable to accommodate any other color.

In a single exchange, neither side held back, unleashing devastating attacks.

As the terrifying aftershocks swept through, the other eight "masters" of Haoran Mansion also made their move.

They perfectly practiced their "ideology," completely disregarding any morality towards Bai Cang, this "heretical sect," and focusing solely on fighting side by side.

The first to make a move was the "leader" of Haoran Mansion, who was also their "master": Dong Tianshu.

"Die, you demon!"

With a loud shout, he crossed his palms and struck out horizontally.

His entire body was filled with a pure white aura of righteousness, as if he had merged with the vast universe and become one with it.

His eyes reflected the wind, rain, thunder, lightning, and all things in the sky, as if he were the embodiment of "heaven," imbued with an ancient and lofty aura.

"The Sutra of the Interaction Between Heaven and Man? It's nothing special!"

Just then, a cold laugh echoed in his mind.

"Sing!"

A crisp sword cry rang out, and the sky was suddenly stained crimson.

A sharp, intense pain shot through his chest, causing Dong Tianshu's pupils to contract sharply as he looked at his chest in disbelief.

A white light stained with blood slowly dissipated from his heart.

"How is this possible?!"

Dong Tianchu suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with disbelief, "When did you draw your sword? What kind of sorcery is this?"

Despite being protected by the protective array of Haoran Mansion, the opponent was still able to transcend time and space and slash through his heart with a single sword.

I called you a "heretical sect" just to occupy the moral high ground. You're not serious, are you?

So you're really using "sorcery" on me, huh?

The students of Haoran Academy below were completely bewildered and stared blankly at the sight.

The "Master" they had always regarded as a god was actually cut in half so easily.

What kind of monsters did the Seventh Master and the Fourth Master attract to us?

At this moment, even the cultivators of Haoran Mansion, who were known for their "unity," couldn't help but feel resentment towards the two "culprits."

"The sword strikes with deadly accuracy, its killing power is awe-inspiring. Is there really such terrifying swordsmanship in the world?"

Even the many Nascent Soul Dao Lords who were "watching" were stunned.

They were not surprised by Bai Cang's formidable strength.

After all, he was a peerless prodigy who had achieved the Dao of the Primordial Spirit in less than a hundred years and was able to undergo nine tribulations in succession. He could not be viewed by ordinary standards.

Otherwise, how could the other party dare to be so arrogant, directly attacking the gates of Haoran Mansion and even threatening to wipe out the entire Haoran Mansion?

Without three points and three skills, how dare we go to Liangshan!

But they never imagined that Bai Cang's swordsmanship would be so terrifying.

Even Dong Tianshu, a perfect Dao Lord who had escaped the three calamities, was slashed through the body by a single sword without even realizing it.

How terrifying! How frightening!

If we were to name the most terrifying sword in the Great Crimson Heaven, who would it be?

Everyone would answer without hesitation: Master Yujing!

However, if someone were to ask: Who is the second strongest swordsman in the Great Crimson Heaven after Daoist Yujing? Few people could give an accurate answer.

Simply because there are just too many answers to this question.

The Grand Elder of the Taibai Sword Sect and the leaders of the Ten Great Sword Sects are all strong "candidates," and it's hard to say who is stronger or weaker.

But before today, if anyone had said that Bai Cang could be included, they would have been ridiculed by everyone and laughed their heads off.

But now, who dares to say that Bai Cang is not qualified to compete for the position of "the second strongest in the Great Crimson Heaven Sword Dao"?

In mid-air, Bai Cang stood with his hands behind his back, towering above the heavens.

As Dong Tianshu asked his question, the pure white sword light in his eyes slowly dissipated.

"The Universal Killing Sword, its strike is always effective, how does it feel?"

Bai Cang said calmly, "I'll give you one last chance. Hand over my outer demon, and then sever three of your primordial spirits to atone for your sins. Perhaps you can still preserve the lineage of the Haoran Palace!"

Upon hearing this, Dong Tianchu's expression changed slightly.

He had thought he would refuse without hesitation, and even feel deeply humiliated, but now he felt a slight hesitation.

It seems that following Bai Cang's conditions is not an option that cannot be completely disregarded.

Even with the loss of five "Masters", their Haoran Mansion still has four Nascent Soul level experts in charge, and it remains one of the thirty-six orthodox sects of the Xuanmen.

But if they were to refuse outright, what a heavy price would their Haoran Manor have to pay?

Is there even a risk of the lineage being severed and the entire family being wiped out?

That's right! At this moment, Dong Tianshu was actually considering whether the entire Haoran Mansion would be wiped out.

This would have been absolutely impossible before Bai Cang cleaved his body in two.

This shows just how much of a shock Bai Cang's sword had on him!

"How dare these heretics incite the unity of the people of Haoran Prefecture?"

Dong Tianshu's hesitation caused some people to panic.

A loud shout rang out, and an old scholar with white hair and beard, wielding a "gentleman's sword," slashed through the air, shouting, "Fellow students, help me slay the evil demon!"

At a single command, the clash of swords erupted!

Countless students of Haoran Academy almost instinctively obeyed Qingjing and swung the swords in their hands.

"Boom!"

The next moment.

Tens of thousands of sword lights suddenly rose up from the Haoran Mansion below.

Wherever the eye and divine sense could reach, there was a vast expanse of pure white sword energy.

The protective array of the entire Haoran Mansion, as well as the righteous energy that had accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years, was once again activated.

Then it transformed into a torrent of billions of sword energies, like the Milky Way pouring down from the sky, sweeping upwards against the current.

"Hmph! The Confucian Sword Manual? It's utterly worthless!"

Seeing this, Bai Cang sneered. With a wave of his sleeve, hundreds of sword lights condensed into one, splitting the mighty torrent of sword energy apart.

"Boom!"

After a deafening roar, the protective array of Haoran Mansion began to shake violently.

A colossal, unparalleled rift, seemingly a passage connecting to the Netherworld, stretched from the heavens all the way to the gates of Haoran Mansion.

"Sing!"

At the same time, the sound of swords rang out.

When Bai Cang unleashed the Zhuxian Sword Pellet once more, everyone felt what it meant to be "speechless."

It is because even with all their life's learning, they could not describe the unparalleled brilliance of this sword!

Whether they want to admit it or not.

However, the bloody reality has proven that when Bai Cang drew his sword, it was his most dazzling moment.

No one wanted to face such a bizarre and deadly sword strike.

But some people simply can't go far!

The sword rang out, the sword light fell, as if blood had stained the sky and cleaved the universe and time.

When everyone heard the sword's cry, the old scholar with white hair and beard suddenly fell backward to the sky!

A highly contradictory scene left them completely baffled.

Even though Bai Cang only made one sword strike, why does it give people the "illusion" that he has already made hundreds or thousands of sword strikes?

Is it that their thinking is flawed, or is there something wrong with the world?!