"Welcome to the Tai Xuan Dojo!"
Just then, the "Heaven of Pots" appeared behind Bai Cang, and their hearts intertwined with the Milky Way.
Li Boyang suddenly smiled smugly, and a gold-inlaid jade talisman suddenly "jumped" into his eyes.
Countless brilliant golden rays surged forth like a tidal wave, engulfing everything in their path.
"Boom!"
The next moment.
The brilliant golden light overwhelmed everything, even Li Boyang's "true form" transformed into a brilliant golden color, merging into the sea of golden light.
A sacred space, seemingly towering above the heavens, was thus laid out.
"There are nine mysteries in the heavens, with the highest being the Great Mystery."
"Millions of miles of land were destroyed, and the blue sky turned to dust."
"Moreover, this true earth is without action or form."
"Neither existence nor non-existence, the gateway to all transformations."
"It feels like walking on cotton, and can support a thousand pounds."
"The Jade Terrace endures a thousand calamities, the magnificent tower stands in eight phases."
"The primordial essence of Taiyi is beyond the comprehension of the world."
In the blink of an eye, Bai Cang saw an extremely grand spectacle rolling endlessly before his eyes.
Li Boyang's smug, mocking, and somewhat smug words transformed into magnificent celestial music, resonating and echoing within the boundless grandeur of the scene.
"Brother Bai Cang, I'll be waiting for you at the Tai Xuan Dojo. If you've got the guts, come and find me!"
Hearing this, Bai Cang's eyes twitched, his face contorted, and he couldn't help but curse inwardly, "Brother Ni, you little trash, you can't take a joke, you actually resorted to sneak attacks..."
When Bai Cang saw Li Boyang unleash his natal spiritual treasure, he thought Li Boyang was going to have a fair and square battle with him.
Who would have thought: this guy actually feinted and then started using his privileges!
"Oh, Mother, I hate those 'authority-hungry' types the most."
With a fierce determination, Bai Cang immediately rose up, his sleeves billowing, and the vast galaxy transformed into countless stars, shining brightly in the magnificent spectacle.
Then, they intertwined in the sky, transforming into a chariot that carried his form and spirit, slowly heading towards an infinite, inexplicable height.
On the imperial carriage, boundless golden light soared into the sky, weaving together to form an endless canopy of auspicious clouds.
The five primordial energies circulate and transform into the Five Energy Treasures, floating and sinking within the "Primordial Limitless Origin Auspicious Clouds".
Streams of ethereal light, like water, descended from the auspicious cloud canopy.
Like tassels hanging from a necklace, or a curtain of water before the eaves, accompanied by countless golden flowers that appear and disappear in a mirage, they resist the heavy pressure and overwhelming violence that erupt from the magnificent atmosphere.
A supreme figure appeared and disappeared within the imperial carriage.
An aura of profound mystery rippled across the vast and mighty river.
It seemed poised to sweep across the four corners of the earth and crush the eight wastelands.
He hates two kinds of people the most in his life: one is a power-hungry person, and the other is someone who prevents him from being a power-hungry person.
"Boom!"
Thinking this, the ancient chariot, adorned with countless stars, shone with dazzling light and instantly traversed endless time and space.
Time flows endlessly like water, rushing upwards from the bottom.
It is like the unchanging Dao, or the radiant sun and moon in the sky.
Supreme and vast, subtle and minute, mysterious and boundless.
Like a raging torrent, it filled countless years and trampled on the eternity of time.
The endless, dazzling traces slowly vanished into nothingness behind the chariot.
Bai Cang used the Big Dipper as his chariot and the Five Elements as his protection, using all sorts of supernatural powers to pave the way, traversing countless billions of miles of space and time.
But there is still no end in sight, only a vast expanse of misty haze, where the universe is indistinguishable and the passage of time is impossible to discern.
Warning signs kept coming from Bai Cang's mind, as if a voice was persistently urging him on.
Give up.
The sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore.
Once you let go of a single thought, you'll suddenly feel the vastness of the world.
Nothing in this world is difficult if you are willing to give up.
Rather than suffer here, I'd rather lie down and relax.
As long as you turn back, you can immediately escape this boundless sea of suffering.
Let's turn back now. There's no deep-seated hatred between us, so let's just treat it as a joke.
Such examples and similar occurrences are numerous.
But Bai Cang never once had the slightest thought of giving up.
He had only one thought in his mind: to find Li Boyang.
Then beat him until he's black and blue, and let him know why the flowers are so red.
Supported by this spirit, Bai Cang pushed the "Heart-Mind Divine Number" to its limit.
In the long, traceless river of fate, we search for even the faintest of clues.
I don't know how much time passed.
It seemed like only a moment, yet it also felt like thousands of years had passed.
In this confusion of space and time, the concept of time has long lost its meaning.
Bai Cang only knew that during this process, he experienced torment and wasted time that he had never experienced in either of his two lifetimes.
The omnipresent killing and erosion have caused the mental image encompassing the two heavens of "Pot Heaven" and "Eastern Pole Heaven" to lose a small portion of its original essence.
Finally, a familiar hem of clothing flashed past his eyes.
"Old Deng, where do you think you're going?!"
Seeing this scene.
Bai Cang roared angrily in the sky, the roar like thunder, rolling away for thirty million miles.
In his cold gaze, the cause and effect were reflected as illusory and uncertain.
In an instant, the Zhuxian Sword Pellet transformed into a pure white sword, which Bai Cang held in his palm.
A sound like a surging celestial river flowed from his body, bursting forth with terrifying and unparalleled power.
1.296 billion particles, like billions of twinkling stars, make up his incomparably powerful body, containing unimaginable and overwhelming power.
"Boom!"
The next moment.
Bai Cang raised his hand and swung his sword, which was like a sudden storm, shattering the universe and spacetime.
A supreme sword light, as if splitting the heavens and earth, carrying the aura of the Great Dao that could cut through anything, slashed out fiercely.
It was as if even the vastness of time and space had been shattered at this moment.
Past, present, and future—every point in time reflects the pure white sword that seemed to cleave the heavens and the earth.
Wherever the sword light went, space and time shattered, and the cracks spread.
"Boy, don't push your luck!"
Li Boyang also turned around abruptly, his indifferent and profound eyes filled with an overwhelming aura that encompassed all directions, filled the universe, and subdued everything.
It seems as if the ways of heaven are intertwined, or as if the great way is manifested.
With its flowing sleeves, it resembled a vast sea of clouds.
His gaze fell, as if the heavens and the abyss had descended.
Everything should revere Him and be based on Him.
He is the sole ruler and the source of everything.
He is the way of this world, and all things depend on him for existence.
"Boom!"
But at that moment, Bai Cang, wielding a pure white sword, roared fiercely as he charged back into the sky.
The benefits of slaying immortals are unstoppable by Heaven and undefended by the Dao.
Therefore, the whole world turned white, hence the sky was incomplete, and thus the Great Dao ceased to exist.
The northwest is not full of heaven, hence the existence of the sun, moon, and stars there.
The land in the southeast is not full, so floods and dust gather there.
My Way spreads throughout the universe, and all other Ways cease to exist.
Then the autumn wind and frost swept from the northwest to the southeast, overturning the heavens and the earth, encompassing the four corners of the earth and the eight wastelands.
"boom!"
In an instant, a vast expanse was blown away by the frosty wind.
Then it swept across the ten directions, killing everything in its frost!
The purest killing intent brings about the most extreme destruction.
Everything is subject to the cycle of birth and death.
The Universal Killing Sword is both the beginning and the end!
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