"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
In a mere instant, the two compasses, one bright and one dark, one large and one small, faced each other.
Then they all started spinning, bursting forth with dazzling light of various colors.
The large ones are like the sun and moon, their golden and jade-like surfaces radiating brilliant light; the small ones seem formless, their profound depths like the mysterious light emanating from the heavens.
Like the Yin and Yang of the Tao, or the two polarities of man, they combine above and below, face each other to the left and right, and intertwine and cycle endlessly as they rotate.
"Buzz!"
The next moment.
A blinding burst of light erupted, and everything vanished.
Bai Cang suddenly realized that he was in a vast and boundless place, with no upper or lower directions, and no distinction between time and space, a black and white realm.
There is nothing else in this except black and white!
All matter, energy, fluctuations, vital energy, and even rules vanished without a trace.
"Lord Cui Jue? How could he..."
Bai Cang suddenly realized something was amiss, and saw a hazy figure enveloped in black and white slowly emerging.
He was tall and imposing, dressed in a bright red crown and robe embroidered with images of the Yuluo Xiao Terrace, the sun, moon, stars, and the endless underworld.
A pair of extremely cold eyes, seemingly devoid of any emotion, as pure as frost and snow, yet also as merciless as the heavens.
It manifested itself within that hazy figure.
As his utterly indifferent gaze descended, an unparalleled will locked onto Bai Cang, causing him to feel an unprecedented threat of death.
Brilliant beams of tribulation light appeared out of thin air without warning and coiled towards Bai Cang.
Without a single word, without making any threats,
They went straight for the kill!
This shows just how angry Lord Cui Jue was.
Bai Cang had a premonition that even if he used all his strength and revealed all his trump cards, he would have no chance of survival.
After all, Lord Cui Jue is a being who has survived nine tribulations and three calamities, and is only half a step away from merging with the Great Dao.
With the blessing of the "Great Lord of the Palace Register", one can even contend with a Golden Immortal who has reached the Dao!
Now that he has descended in his true form and even used his natal magic weapon, he has gone all out without holding back.
What can Bai Cang use to fight? What can he use to block?
But he didn't panic. "Teacher Yuanmo, save me!"
A single cry of "Father, come!" resonates through the ages!
"Watch closely, I'll only teach you once!"
The figure of Yuan Mo Tong Zi appeared out of thin air like a phantom.
Then it transformed into a crescent-shaped scimitar and landed in Bai Cang's hand.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
In an instant, Bai Cang felt an endless stream of profound Dao essence rising in his heart.
Her whole being became radiant and translucent, like a piece of pure white jade, with faint nine-colored divine light flowing slowly within it.
A clear, cold blade of light suddenly rose up, tracing an arcane path, and slashed towards the blurry figure with eyes as vast as the sky.
For some inexplicable reason, a sudden realization dawned on Bai Cang's mind.
This is the "Tao," the innate Yin-killing Great Tao!
Although it is indeed incredible that a primordial demon child, created by a magic spell, could merge with the Great Dao and attain the status of "Golden Immortal of the Dao Integration," it is still unbelievable.
However, considering the level of one's own teacher, it doesn't seem unacceptable.
Most importantly, during this process, Bai Cang deeply experienced the power of the "Golden Immortal of the Dao," and gained the most direct understanding of the level of merging with the Great Dao.
What could be a more direct experience than personally unleashing a strike at the "Dao Integration Level"?
"How...how is this possible?"
Grand Prefect Cui Jue could no longer maintain his indifferent state of mind; his eyes were filled with disbelief and incredulity.
He thought he was just an insignificant nobody, but he ended up "flattening" his own Beiman Mountain Taoist temple.
That's fine, it's just that they looked down on people and then got slapped in the face.
But now that Lord Cui Jue has returned and is personally taking action, he feels it's a sure thing – like grasping a snail with ten fingers.
The opponent actually unleashed combat power at the level of a "Golden Immortal of the Dao Integration"?
Is this some kind of rip-off?
This is like calling someone with pockmarks a pockmarked person—it's a total rip-off!
However, at this moment, Grand Prefect Cui Jue had no time to think about these issues related to his sister.
Under the "control" of Yuan Mo Tong Zi, Bai Cang had already swung his clear and cold supreme sword light towards Cui Jue, the Grand Lord.
This strike encompasses all known heavens and earth, time and space, rules and dimensions; it is the manifestation of the Great Dao, a killing blow that directly targets the root of all evil.
With a single slash, all those who have not yet merged with the Great Dao are rendered defenseless, unstoppable, and inescapable.
The instant the blade was unleashed, the Innate Yin Killing Great Dao locked down everything about Cui Jue, including his karma, primordial spirit, true spirit, past, future, destiny, and fate, and proceeded to eradicate it at its most fundamental level.
Only a complete and utter demise, leaving no trace, can bring this strike to an end.
"In the Azure Spirit Cave of Yang, within the Northern Capital Palace, there are forty-two departments, leading ninety million people, governing the Three Realms, the Ten Directions, and the Nine Lands, and controlling the Five Sacred Mountains, the Eight Extremes, and the Four Cardinal Directions..."
Faced with Bai Cang's supreme sword light, which was at the "Dao Integration Level," Grand Lord Cui Jue had no time to think.
He immediately activated the "Great Lord of the Palace Register" to its fullest extent, connecting with the endless source of the netherworld, and chanted ancient and vast proverbs.
"No, Heaven saves mankind, strictly guarding the Northern Feng; the Divine Lord has received his mandate to sweep away all misfortune. Eight mighty beasts spew poison, and fierce horses gallop in all directions..."
In an instant, Lord Cui Jue poured out all the Netherworld Origin and Tribulation Qi he had accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years.
The ancient and profound proverbs are so grand that they resound throughout endless time and space.
Countless eons of calamities suddenly emerged, confronting the supreme killing light that originated from the Great Dao.
A ethereal and illusory Taiyin Fruit, containing the immortality of heaven and earth and eternal life, appeared out of thin air from countless eons.
In the blink of an eye, it has undergone countless cycles of growth and decay, as if the passage of time over millions of years is slowly eroding the supreme sword light.
Each year brings its own cycle of flourishing and decay; each calamity brings its own annihilation!
The Taiyin Fruit, amidst decay and flourishing, enacts the Dao of Life and Death, urging the calamity of annihilation, and entwines the Dao's aura of decay and doomsday within the supreme sword light.
"boom!"
In an instant, the great Dao's divine pronouncements resounded continuously.
Bai Cang seemed to see the entanglement, attrition, and struggle between the two great paths.
Innate ruthlessness, divine will as the sword, treating all things as straw dogs.
The great calamity was like a furnace, entangling us in layers, and we fought for a sliver of hope.
However, Bai Cang still did not live to see the final outcome.
As the two great paths, resembling ancient dragons, clashed, Bai Cang suddenly felt darkness before his eyes as endless spatial turbulence swept him into it.
The Taiyi Five Smokes weave together countless clouds and mists, which vanish in an instant.
The auspicious cloud canopy rose up, and the miraculous power of the flowers blooming in an instant reached its peak. However, in the blink of an eye, the brilliance vanished, and the jeweled necklaces and beads all disappeared into nothingness.
Even the phantom of the Primordial Demon Stele was unable to shift space and time, and it only lasted for half a moment before it was annihilated inch by inch.
If it weren't for a clear, cold, crystalline blade of light that enveloped him and blocked him from the endless turbulent flow of spacetime...
Bai Cang felt that he might not even last half a breath before being banished and lost in the endless depths of time and space.
However, this faint, crystalline blade light only protected its surface.
An endless turbulent current of time and space carried him wildly toward an unknown spacetime!
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