That night, at Yuehua Mansion.
There are pines as gnarled as dragons, towering like canopies over mountains, their branches dancing like wings, their leaves frosty and green, their branches reaching for the sky, their paths winding through verdant greenery.
Just after the storm had cleared, the sunlight shone down, like frost and snow, and reflected on the pine trees and rocks, making them look like jade and glass, shimmering and beautiful.
Bai Cang sat upright under the pine tree, then suddenly rose up with a flick of his sleeves, his large sleeves like wings, revealing a beautiful scene before his eyes, the scenery rushing towards him.
Everywhere you look, there is golden wind and silver moon, and frost flowers everywhere.
At the start, the sword light danced, shifting between illusion and reality, its sharpness as swift as lightning.
"The Hundred Poisons Immortal-Slaying Sword is finally nearing completion!"
In an instant, Bai Cang leaped up with his sword, soaring straight into the sky.
At that time, the bright clouds reflected the moon, and the frosty clouds hung like stars.
The secluded beauty of the path is as deep as the sea, and from time to time, the cry of a crane seems like a soft murmur.
Suddenly, a sword light streaked across the sky, followed by numerous sword beams.
Intertwined and vast, sweeping across thousands of feet.
Like a startled rainbow, like a swimming dragon, like thunder, sweeping through the gale, faintly echoing the Big Dipper in the sky, and like vying with the moonlight.
A sword light swept across, nine points of cold light crisscrossing, drawing in the starlight and echoing the clear moonlight, like frost surpassing snow, its sharpness irresistible.
"Boom!"
In an instant, a sword cry as loud as thunder rang out.
The floating clouds in the sky scattered under the slashing light of the snow-white sword, turning into wisps of smoke and mist, truly magnificent and unpredictable.
It was just like that: He brandished his sword to cleave the floating clouds, and all the feudal lords came from the west!
Bai Cang fluttered his sleeves like wings, strolling leisurely through the air, seemingly walking in a garden, treading lightly amidst the colorful clouds, surrounded by the shimmering light and shadow of swords.
A shower of light fell sadly from the sky, and in an instant, the fleeting light vanished into nothingness, like a moment of beauty, brilliant yet short-lived.
"With forty-eight restrictions and nine layers of Lesser Immortal Slaughtering Sword Qi restriction techniques, he finally demonstrated the wonder of sword light differentiation and slightly mastered the method of sword roar and thunder sound. He can be called a true sword immortal!"
Bai Cang appeared out of thin air, holding a sword in his right hand and gently stroking its edge with his left, a smile involuntarily appearing on his face.
After three months of hard work and countless resources, he finally refined the "Hundred Poisons Immortal Slaying Sword" to the forty-eighth level of forbidden techniques, making it the most powerful and effective magic weapon with the highest level of restrictions on his body.
Even among Dao Foundation True Persons, the "Hundred Poisons Immortal Slaying Sword" with its forty-eight forbidden techniques is by no means "ordinary".
Thus, this top-tier unorthodox immortal sword finally revealed its true brilliance.
Although a shortcut was taken, only a fraction of the essence of "sword light differentiation" and "sword roar and thunderous sound" could be simulated.
However, it is still one of the "Three Pinnacles of Swordsmanship," and he has already mastered it.
Sword cultivation techniques such as "body and sword as one" and "entering and exiting the azure sky" are now "learned without a teacher" and can be used by the "Hundred Poisons Immortal Slaying Sword".
Who would dare say that he is a "true disciple of Bai Da" and not a genuine "sword immortal"?
"Finally, I don't have to carry the White Bone Heart-Locking Hammer anymore and forcibly turn it into a sword!"
Thinking of this, Bai Cang couldn't help but let out a loud roar, "There are three million sword cultivators in the world, and they must all lower their heads before me."
"Respectfully presented by Sword Immortal Bai Cang!"
Before the words were finished, the swords roared, and light rained down.
Like flowers blooming under the frosty moon, or like a thousand trees bursting with rosy clouds.
The east wind at night releases a thousand trees of flowers, and blows down stars like rain.
The pine breeze carries a mystical aura, and the cold light reflects off the heavenly robes.
The countless sword lights merged with the sunlight and moonlight, hanging down from the sky like silk threads, shimmering and ringing.
Bai Cang steadily and effortlessly moved through the air, and suddenly a shadow appeared behind him, weaving together countless lights and shadows, as if connecting heaven and earth, and depicting the scene of the Nine Netherworlds.
Among them was a flying goddess, like a fairy from Mount Guye, sitting gracefully on a silver lotus platform with a cool and aloof demeanor. In the dark and gloomy place where black frost and ghostly energy intertwined, eight hundred fierce soldiers, clad in armor and armed with weapons, were vaguely reflected.
The lotus platform has a cool, clear color, like the cold moonlight. It is divided into four layers, each with nine lotus petals.
Netherworld Bone Flag, thirty-six levels of ban!
In an instant, Bai Cang's sleeves billowed, and white mist rose in mid-air, gradually thickening.
The rich, light mist enveloped him, like a vast, unfathomable blue sky, where the sun and moon shone upon golden and silver terraces.
Then came the fairy maiden of Gusha, stepping out from the silver lotus platform, her robes adorned with rainbows and her steeds the wind; the cloud lords descended in droves, tigers played the zither and phoenixes drew their chariots; the immortals stood in rows like hemp.
Suddenly, Bai Cang plucked the five strings, and a cold, radiant light suddenly appeared in the thick fog, weaving together hundreds of budding, pale blue ice crystal lotus flowers.
At this moment, Xiao Nie, who resembled a fairy from Mount Gushe, also emitted radiant light from her mouth.
Countless blue petals, with their crystal-clear color, unfold layer upon layer, falling down like a shower of petals.
A chilling aura seemed to freeze the void, stirring up an incomparably terrifying killing intent amidst the boundless, magnificent scene of falling petals.
A barrier of a hundred poisons and icy light, twenty-four layers of restrictions!
Suddenly, Bai Cang raised his hand, and seventy-two emerald flames and thirty-six bolts of Yin lightning exploded amidst the falling petals.
The azure coldness exploded into emerald flames, and five-colored light intertwined, flashing continuously in mid-air like stars or fireworks, unstoppable, illuminating half the sky.
The most dazzling fireworks contained an extremely violent power.
In a fleeting moment, her beauty faded and her splendor vanished.
In an instant, Bai Cang stood with his hands behind his back, as if the heavy snow had just stopped and the north wind had not yet subsided.
A deathly silence fell all around, as if everything had involuntarily held its breath.
The Five Elements Yin Thunder Method: Gui Water, Ding Fire, Yi Wood, Xin Metal, Ji Earth.
"My sword is ready; what fear is there of the storms of the martial world?"
As Bai Cang practiced his techniques one by one, he felt a surge of heroic ambition, as if he could "roam freely across the world."
I take wind and frost as nothing, for I am but a little sword immortal under the moon.
At this point, Bai Cang could finally say with a clear conscience: I am quite wealthy!
The Han family's ancestral poverty had absolutely nothing to do with him.
Leaving aside the White Bone Heart-Locking Hammer and the Crimson Dragon Robe, these "mere" combination magic weapons of the Thirty-Six Forbidden Realms are no longer worthy of his identity as "Little White Sword Immortal".
The Hundred Poisons Cold Light Barrier, which he "personally refined," alone was enough to completely destroy these two combined magical artifacts.
Needless to say, the Hundred Poisons Immortal-Slaying Sword, with its forty-eight layers of control, speaks volumes.
It should be noted that even Feng Xuan Ting, a dignified member of the Feng family, only wore a Xuan Yin Gathering Demon Banner with forty-eight forbidden items when he went out.
Moreover, it wasn't even his own; he had simply borrowed it from somewhere for protection.
The "Hundred Poisons Immortal Slaying Sword" in Bai Cang's hand was "real" and "personally forged" by him, so it was not comparable to the other swords.
Don't spout nonsense about teaming up with Xiao Nie to score 81 points. Just tell me if "Yuan Jinzhu" is a gigolo he forced into his hands.
However, what Bai Cang was most satisfied with was not the Hundred Poisons Immortal-Slaying Sword (forbidden by 48), but the Netherworld White Bone Banner (forbidden by 36).
In fact, with Xiao Nie in charge, the restrictions on the "Human Emperor Banner" can no longer affect Bai Cang's performance.
He teamed up with Xiao Nie, focusing on a "chaotic massacre".
However, after the Thirty-Six Forbidden Restrictions, a "Nine Netherworld Soul Gathering Array" was formed within the Netherworld White Bone Banner, which can communicate with the Nine Netherworlds, gather soul power, and nurture ghosts and gods.
If combined with Bai Cang's "Tong You" talent, Xiao Nie might advance to the Thousand-Year Ghost King even earlier than Bai Cang advances to the "Two Hundred Aperture Immortal Master".
This is what he is most proud of and cares about the most!
Just then, a rumbling thunder suddenly rolled across the sky.
Bai Cang gazed eastward, and suddenly his expression changed drastically!
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