Thinking this, Bai Cang pushed the auspicious cloud above his head.
A series of chaotic and mysterious lights then engulfed that drop of "True Water of Cosmic Light".
Then it was contained within the most ancient and original primordial point and sealed within the "Primordial Cloud of Boundless Primordial Beginning".
After doing all this.
Bai Cang then strode leisurely toward the majestic palace, letting out a loud roar: "Ascension Azure Emperor, you eighth brother, why don't you come out and kneel to welcome your new father?"
Bai Cang discovered that the old Bi Deng, the Feathered Azure Emperor, seemed to really like the number "eight".
Whether it's the "Eight Scenes Refining Time" in the Eastern Heaven or the "Eight Forbidden Formations of the Primordial Era" here, both are centered around "True Water of the Universe," evolving into eight external forms as their manifestations.
Because of Liao's unfilial behavior, Bai Cang naturally nicknamed him "Old Eighth Master".
It was simply to project an image of being refined, easygoing, and polite.
Bai Cang simplified it slightly, referring to him simply as "Old Eight".
However, his loud shout seemed to have stirred up a hornet's nest.
The once desolate and empty palace suddenly became noisy and bustling after this loud shout.
"Who dares to trespass into the Feathered Ice Palace and utter such arrogant words that disrespect His Majesty?"
A graceful figure, clad in flowing robes and a snow-white palace dress, rose from the majestic palace, her crystal-clear Ice Soul Sword pointing towards Bai Cang.
Her face was frosty, yet she was as beautiful as a peach blossom, and her phoenix eyes, though fierce, could not hide her charm.
Truly, she was like willow leaves for eyebrows, clouds for hair, and fragrant snow shrouded in misty gauze.
Behind her stood rows of women in elegant palace dresses, their robes shimmering with a delicate, ethereal beauty.
They were dressed in gorgeous and elaborate sacrificial robes, exuding a shared aura, and holding elegant swords. Centered around the stunningly beautiful woman in cloud-like robes, they formed a magnificent formation.
When this formation was formed, it was truly:
On this night, Chang'e's spirit is at its fullest, and she commands four toads to ride on two sacrificial chariots.
Rainbow banners, white curtains, egret-feather canopies, twelve jade terraces floating in the air.
The fairy Ruizhu rode in a jade chariot, soaring like a crane and flying over a cloud of brocade.
The moon, Venus, flashes and shines brightly; the spirit mother, supporting the dragon, howls and clangs against the bronze.
The goddess Mi Fei danced, followed by fair maidens, adorned with jade pendants and cloud-like veils.
Amidst the long howl, a masked phantom slowly materialized in the sky above the magnificent formation.
Ancient sacrificial songs and music filled the high heavens, and seemed to resonate in the depths of Bai Cang's heart.
Commanding Yu Qiang out of the dark shore, he swept away the haze and mist.
The Milky Way originates below the Dipper, and the Qujiang River connects with Tianjin.
At first glance, it appears to rise from the sea, like a troop of silk trailing from the east.
Gradually, the sound of thunderous drums could be heard, followed by the sudden roar of ten thousand thunderclaps that shook the wind.
Tianwu twirls its tail and emerges from the vast ocean, its horse bridle bristling as it beckons the sea boy.
The icy silk and misty gauze flutter and rustle, while frost-covered banners and snow-covered pennants soar high into the sky.
Whales slurp and crocodiles flee, while Pu Lao roars and Feng Yi Palace stands.
The sounds of merchants are crisp and clear, blending with the chorus of voices; the marshland is bitterly cold, threatening to freeze.
Fish leap in the deep waters, birds roost, and the fragrance of purple osmanthus fills the air around the house.
If the first hill allows me to shed my shackles, the ancient moon still shines dimly in my eyes.
Boundless spiritual energy converged from all directions and wilderness.
It was as if the entire world was blessing those ancient and elegant swords, propelling the magnificent formation into operation.
This caused the already crystal-clear and elegant swords to burst forth with dazzling light, shooting straight up to the heavens.
"boom!"
The next moment.
The sword light descended from the sky, like a shooting star trailing a fiery tail, and as it plummeted, it chased after Bai Cang.
Before the sword light arrives, the sword intent is already there, and its sharpness is about to be unleashed.
A boundless, earth-shattering sharpness seemed to have traveled from ancient times to the present, transmitted across the void.
An invisible yet magnificent sword intent seemed to connect with the long river of time that spans countless ages.
From the vast and ancient Suigu era, the most ruthless and merciless divine punishment descended!
"With canopy and green banners, we ascend to the heavens and stroke the comet. With long sword drawn, we embrace the young and tender; only the sage is fit to be the righteous ruler of the people!"
The sword light was dazzling yet merciless, the sword intent grand yet indifferent.
Bai Cang looked up, only to see a dazzling light that filled everything, tearing through the heavens, cleaving the azure sky, annihilating time and space, and piercing straight through his brow.
"Interesting, but your swords are more showy than weak."
Bai Cang merely smiled indifferently upon seeing this, his eyes filled with intense desire and greed.
It was as if they had seen a rare treasure, rather than looking at a group of rivals.
Bai Cang suddenly discovered that although the Feathered Ice Palace was weak and the person in charge of the sword formation was only a "cricket" perfected Dao Lord, the proportion of high-grade golden cores was frighteningly high.
Among these hundreds of people alone, there are more than twelve high-grade Golden Core cultivators.
Moreover, they are mostly at least at the third level of the Golden Core stage, having condensed the Nascent Soul of a Pure Child.
These aren't enemies at all! They're practically free resources for promotion delivered right to our doorstep!
Bai Cang had always wanted to advance his Dao Register again, to see if he could forcefully break through the threshold of the "Dao Integration Level" by using cheat codes to enhance his combat power.
However, in the Great Crimson Heaven, he was like "a skilled cook without rice to cook".
Murder might be acceptable, as long as there's a suitable reason to shut someone up.
For example, when Bai Cang overcame the demonic tribulation, he took advantage of the "external demons blocking the way" to slaughter several major sects in one go, and no one said anything to him.
However, treating "Master of All Things" with the same dismemberment and exploitation, and making the most of "General Yuwen's" teachings without wasting a single bit of his knowledge, is a major taboo.
Even someone as arrogant, domineering, and bloodthirsty as "Bai Daojun" wouldn't dare risk provoking public outrage by forcibly skinning and dismembering someone.
Therefore, Bai Cang killed more than a dozen Nascent Soul Dao Lords, and casually implicated and killed more than five high-grade Golden Core cultivators.
However, the reserves of immortal gold and nascent soul/spirit have not increased.
Left with no other choice, Bai Cang even came up with the idea of "self-production and self-consumption," preparing to cultivate and consume the produce himself.
By supporting the Xuanmen lineage within the "Hunyuan Great Teaching" and "Hutian," they can fulfill their own needs for advancement in Daoist rank.
However, this is not something that can be accomplished overnight; it will take at least several hundred years before initial results are seen.
Now that he has seen so many "consumables" in the "Ice Palace of Ascension", how could he not be tempted?
Thinking of this, Bai Cang subconsciously glanced at the requirements for advancing in Dao Talisman.
Promotion requirements: Ten thousand strands of罡气 (罡气 is a type of internal energy), a thousand元丹 (元丹 is a type of internal energy), a hundred 缕金性 (金性 is a type of internal energy), ten 元婴 (元婴 is a type of internal energy), and one 元神 (元神 is a type of internal energy).
"Very good, very good, now we have to thank nature for its bounty!"
Bai Cang stood in the sky, facing the indifferent yet dazzling sword that seemed to have slashed down from countless ages ago, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
With a swirling of auspicious clouds above his head, the dazzling sword light was contained within the chaos and vanished into nothingness.
Then, chaotic light descended, like a net covering the heavens and earth, encompassing the universe and time, intertwining with a giant hand that blots out the sky, and controlling the universe and the sun and moon.
In just a moment, he had already captured hundreds of beautiful women dressed in icy mist in the palm of his hand.
Only the stunningly beautiful woman in flowing robes managed to break free, thanks to her cultivation as a Perfect Dao Lord.
"This is a difficult problem. We must immediately request His Majesty's divine intervention!"
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