"The Haoran Manor, wiped out just like that?"
"Dong Tianshu's soul has been extinguished, and the karma of Haoran Mansion has been completely severed, so his entire family will be wiped out!"
"Good heavens, I thought there would be a fierce battle, but I didn't expect Grand Tutor Dong to die so quickly and so decisively!"
"The younger generation is truly formidable! From this day forward, there will be no more Haoran Mansion, only the Great Luo Dao Lord, who will reign supreme over the world!"
"Hmph! Haoran Mansion has committed a colossal disaster and deserves to die, but the spiritual energy and vitality of this hundreds of thousands of miles of land have been completely lost. Who should bear the responsibility?"
"The death of a person does not necessarily mean the end of a lamp. Naturally, the Haoran Manor should take the blame. But this kid was too ruthless and killed too cleanly. I'm afraid it will be difficult to find someone to take the blame."
"What's so hard about finding them? Aren't there ancestors from the Vast Ocean Palace in the Netherworld? Just have them take responsibility for repaying..."
"The Seventy-Two Sages of the Underworld are the confidants of the Underworld Phoenix. Do you think they can take the blame for this?"
"Why can't they bear the blame? It was Haoran Mansion that caused this trouble in the first place..."
"Why should we worry about trivial matters? The two from Xuandu Temple and Taibai Sword Sect will settle this matter once and for all..."
Above the gate of Haoran Mansion, in a mysterious space-time.
Many intense clashes of divine thoughts actually originated from exchanges between the leaders of various sects.
The focus of their discussion was, surprisingly, the question of who should be held responsible for the "calamity" that led to the destruction of Haoran Mansion.
After all, killing someone is one thing, but breaking things requires compensation.
In particular, the Great Red Heaven is not ownerless, and it cannot stand anyone "owing money and not paying it back".
Dong Tianshu activated the "Nine Categories of the Great Plan," draining the vital energy and spiritual power of hundreds of thousands of miles of land to support the operation of the "Creating Heaven Ritual."
Such a huge "hole" naturally needs to be addressed by someone.
Otherwise, who will be responsible for "paying off the debt"?
"You wish! Why should I offend that kid..."
Inside the Xuandu Temple, on the reclining ox rock.
Hearing the blatant exchange of information during the "discussion," Li Boyang immediately sent a talisman to Daoist Yujing, completely entrusting him with the authority to handle the matter.
After all, as the "guardians," they certainly couldn't just sit idly by.
Otherwise, who knows how many complaints those "anonymous monitors" would secretly report to Qi Huang.
However, according to Li Boyang's idea: whoever benefits should be responsible.
Bai Cang swallowed up the vast resources of Haoran Prefecture accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years, so naturally, he was the one to fill that hole.
Li Boyang clearly didn't want to be the "bad guy," so he decisively chose to shift the blame.
In any case, Daoist Yujing's thought process is completely different from that of ordinary people.
Who knows what he'll do?
If he, a "normal person," had handled the same situation, it would have been difficult for him not to be criticized.
But if it were Daoist Yujing, it seems no one would find it strange no matter how outrageous it is.
As expected, upon receiving the talisman, Daoist Yujing immediately flicked his sleeve and unleashed two beams of sword light.
"Whoever is willing to take a blow from my sword will have all their karma wiped away!"
A cold snort resounded throughout the Central Plains, echoing in the hearts of all the Nascent Soul Dao Lords.
"Boom!"
At the same time, two sword lights flew out from the mountain gate of Taibai Sword Sect.
It swept across the boundless and vast primordial energy, and even the heavens of the Divine Land seemed unable to bear it, cleaving it in two crisscrossing cracks.
Behind each crack, a scene of either darkness and depth or low-hanging leaden clouds is reflected, seemingly leading to different times and spaces.
"We accept the punishment!"
Without any hesitation, a series of overlapping sounds resounded from the endless darkness.
The lineage of judges of the underworld, known as the "Seventy-Two Sages of the Underworld," who were the patriarchs of Haoran Mansion, immediately expressed their acceptance of punishment.
However, the sword strike aimed at the celestial void received no response.
"good!"
Upon seeing this, Daoist Yujing's eyes lit up, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face. He uttered a single word.
Then came a supreme sword light that could not be described in any words, and seemed to be traced back and slashed even if one looked at it.
From the heavens above the Central Plains, it soared towards the vastness of the universe.
It merely flickered in the air for a moment before breaking through the celestial atmosphere and disappearing without a trace.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
Meanwhile, high in the heavens.
As the supreme sword light shone down, Bai Cang suddenly opened his eyes.
A tiny, crystal-clear heart, with nine exquisite orifices, slowly emerged under the light of the sword, beating gently yet powerfully.
Each pulsation caused the entire "Pot Heaven" to resonate with it, as if it were imbued with an indescribable, mysterious radiance.
Every thought that Bai Cang had resonated with it.
It was as if all his thoughts were reflected on that crystal-clear, exquisite heart, presenting all sorts of bizarre and wonderful scenes.
Seeing this scene.
Bai Cang was overjoyed.
He simply gazed at that invisible and formless sword light, then immediately rose, bowed deeply, and said, "Junior Bai Cang thanks you for your guidance, senior!"
In Bai Cang's eyes, that supreme sword light was actually a "projection of the Great Dao".
It is heaven, earth, infinity, and endlessness; it is everything he can and cannot imagine.
"The sword is drawn and withdrawn three-tenths of its power, but its momentum cannot be fully released!"
As he bowed deeply, the indifferent voice of Daoist Yujing emanated from within the supreme sword light.
"If you go too far in anything, the relationship will inevitably end sooner!"
"Such a promising swordsman, why is he learning such brute force? It's utterly absurd!"
Before he finished speaking, that supreme sword light transformed into an ancient and elegant sword, which fell into Bai Cang's hand.
With a sword in hand, the once formless and intangible Nine-Aperture Exquisite Heart suddenly became as clear as the lines on the palm of Bai Cang's hand.
It seems that the boundary between illusion and reality has been completely broken.
"So, in the end, practicing the Nine Classics of Confucianism is all about cultivating one's heart!"
Holding the ancient and elegant sword, Bai Cang's mind was filled with countless messages.
With the help of Daoist Yujing, he finally saw through the true origin of that "magical treasure primordial embryo".
It was none other than a "Heart of Heaven"!
This heart is not the human heart, but the "heart of Heaven." Heaven is formless and without appearance.
Therefore, the nine-aperture exquisite heart is also formless and shapeless, and does not "exist" in reality.
If it weren't for Daoist Yujing lending Bai Cang a "Tongming Sword Heart"...
He probably wouldn't be able to handle this kind of metaphysical concept.
But for now.
Now that the opponent has revealed their "true form," Bai Cang naturally has plenty of ways to deal with, target, and restrain them.
As for the "guidance" and intentions of Daoist Yujing.
Although the other party did not say it explicitly, Bai Cang had already guessed a bit about it.
There's nothing unacceptable about it.
It's just a transaction!
"As expected of a true sword immortal, his power is indeed magnificent!"
Bai Cang chuckled inwardly, and the ancient and elegant sword in his hand was already swung out!
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