Bai Cang did not act rashly, but instead observed the situation discreetly for more than a month.
During this period, all the cultivators of Yangshen Heaven who were in key positions developed bloodshot eyes to varying degrees.
After confirming that Yang Dingtian had indeed gone into seclusion and was not coming out.
Bai Cang found a lame excuse and invited all the great cultivators of Yangzhen from the entire Yangshen Heaven, as well as those with considerable potential and cultivation, to a banquet at the Chariot Division.
In an instant, guests flocked to the scene, and the lights of the vanished like rain.
More than a thousand “friends” gathered at the chassis company, all with bloodshot eyes and dazed expressions, yet no one felt anything was amiss.
Even those who harbored deep malice towards him, such as Tunyun and Tuwu, gladly attended the banquet.
Without wasting any words, Bai Cang had already taken control of the managers of "Qionglin Garden" and "Shangshi Department" in advance.
Various kinds of fine wines, delicacies, and rare fruits were presented in a flowing stream.
Even Yang Dingtian's grand "Qionglin Banquet," held once every hundred years, was not as extravagant or ostentatious as this.
Their main tactic is to "sell out their master's land without a second thought."
After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, the bloodshot eyes of everyone became increasingly prominent.
Bai Cang then secretly summoned the managers of each of the various treasure vaults and obtained the access tokens for the "365 vaults".
Knowing that Yang Dingtian had already returned to "Yangshen Cave Heaven" for seclusion.
There was no one in the entire Yangshen Heaven who could stop Bai Cang.
Moreover, with such a huge commotion he caused, everyone in Yangshen Heaven should have noticed something was wrong long ago, but no one dared to speak up, stop him, or even ask him anything.
Bai Cang grew bolder and bolder, and went straight into the depths of Yangshentian.
In his view, the place where Yangshentian was most "connected" with him must be the treasure trove.
If you don't seize the opportunity to acquire them, you'll definitely regret it later and wish you had acted sooner.
Before long, Bai Cang arrived at the warehouse.
Simply by activating the various tokens, all permissions are verified one by one.
The various treasure troves, which should have been managed by different people, with each supervising and overseeing the others, and which could only be fully opened by the "Imperial Decree," have now been forcibly opened by Bai Cang, who has "solely seized power."
"boom!"
Just then, as Bai Cang was about to make his move, a layer of golden light suddenly rose up.
"What's going on? I have all the permissions, so how come there are still restrictions?"
Bai Cang felt a sense of doubt. Suddenly, a cold, mechanical voice came from within the golden light, "Treasure vault detected. Please verify the Emperor's decree!"
'You actually had that trick up your sleeve? Yang Xiaogou, you're such a dog!'
Bai Cang inwardly scoffed, but immediately probed, saying, "I have come to open the treasure vault by imperial decree, and I have no decree or resignation to give."
Upon hearing this, the cold, mechanical voice suddenly fell silent.
Then, a powerful thought suddenly rushed into his mind.
All that could be seen was a huge pool of blood and flesh, spreading out and occupying the entire sea of consciousness, as if it pierced through heaven and earth.
Countless flesh and blood extended into thousands of tentacles, adorned with strange patterns, weaving together to form a burly man with iron-like muscles and a ferocious face, who roared at Bai Cang in the sky:
"I am the Daoist of Transformation, you scoundrel, prepare to die!"
Seeing this, Bai Cang didn't care about the thought that was invading his sea of consciousness, and immediately burst into laughter, "So it's the spirit of the Transformation Pool, I didn't expect to have such an unexpected gain!"
You choose not to take the path to heaven, but choose to walk into hell when there is no way out.
If the Transformation Pool were to manifest its true form, and Bai Cang were to send an avatar here, it might actually be quite difficult to deal with.
I guess all I can do is yell, "Save me, my true self!" and then forcibly change my plans.
But now...
Is it so easy to enter the sea of consciousness of "the great philanthropist Bai"?
"boom!"
Just then, countless fleshy tendrils intertwined and transformed into a giant hand, fiercely grabbing at Bai Cang's consciousness.
If it were a "Heavenly Human Dao Soldier" from Yangshen Heaven, it would probably be controlled by the spirit of this "Transformation Pool" after just one glance.
Even a great cultivator of the Five Elements Grotto-Heaven, if he were to withstand the attack for a short time, would still be unable to escape the fate of "transformation of heaven and man".
But as for encountering Bai Cang, it can only be said that "Huasheng Daoren" was indeed not very lucky!
"Give it to me!"
As soon as Bai Cang had a thought, an unparalleled sword intent shattered the giant hand.
Then, it traversed the heavens and earth, pinning the Taoist with his intertwined flesh and blood tentacles, as well as the pool of flesh and blood, firmly into his sea of consciousness.
Seeing this, the "Transformation Daoist" immediately shouted, "Primordial Spirit Sword Intent? You are that villain from beyond the realm? Master..."
Before he could finish speaking, Bai Cang descended from afar, wielding a vast will.
With just a flick of his sleeve, the five-colored mystic light captured it, causing it to vanish into thin air and be firmly suppressed within the "Pot Heaven World".
"This must have alerted Yang Dingtian. Now, it's impossible for us to sneak into the village and fire our guns without permission!"
Bai Cang thought to himself, and his main body transmitted a powerful force from afar. He immediately used a "Sleeve Universe" technique to cover the treasure vault below.
"boom!"
The next moment.
The world lost its color, and the sun and moon lost their light.
A treasure trove stretching for thousands of miles, with 365 warehouses.
Along with the cloud-land base below, everything vanished without a trace.
Such a commotion immediately alarmed the entire Yangshen Heaven.
The only group that should have reacted and gathered most of the elites of Yangshen Heaven, the Chariot Division, remained noisy and silent.
All kinds of great cultivators of Yangzhen, celestial immortals, and guardian deities, as well as the chief attendants of various supervisory offices and departments, and the managers of many key departments.
They seemed completely absorbed in the lavish feast, oblivious to the changes happening around them.
Their eyes were bloodshot, and in the midst of their drunken revelry, they exuded a sense of "retreating into a small building to become a world unto themselves, caring not about spring, summer, autumn, or winter."
They did not react, and the other cultivators of Yangshen Heaven, even if they wanted to observe the changes, did not know where to begin.
The entire Yangshen Heaven was like a headless snake, or a huge machine missing a key component, directly falling into a state of paralysis and shutdown.
Bai Cang leaped into the air and instantly returned to his "loyal chariot driver".
"boom!"
The next moment.
With a flick of his sleeve, he ripped off the roofs of several interconnected palaces.
The crowd below, amidst clinking glasses and bustling activity, all looked up at Bai Cang, somewhat bewildered.
It's as if the pause button has been pressed, freezing it in place.
Bai Cang reached out and picked up a jar of fine wine, then let out a loud whistle: "A great battle is imminent. When we gather again next time, I wonder how many brothers will have already lost their lives elsewhere."
Why not take this opportunity to have some fun?!
As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd below erupted in a clamor.
Many Yangshen Heaven cultivators, their eyes bloodshot, raised their cups and shouted.
“Brother Jinxi is absolutely right.”
"If not now, when?"
Bai Cang raised the jar in a toast, downed it in one gulp, and then said: "Fine wine in a luminous cup, I long to drink, but the pipa urges me on. Do not laugh at me, drunk and lying on the battlefield; how many have returned from ancient battles!"
Brothers, ascend the Emperor's chariot and follow me as we soar through the heavens!
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