In the Central Plains of China, at Fangcun Mountain.
The mountain is named "Fangcun" (meaning "square inch"), but it is actually very high and towering.
It seems to connect the sky and the earth, obscuring the heavens and cutting across the firmament.
It seemed to be about to break through the heavens, the mountain was 108,000 feet high.
Like a pillar supporting the heavens and the earth, the peaks are majestic and the mountains are magnificent.
The illusory realm, interwoven with boundless golden clouds, cascades down from the mountain peak like a celestial river, where various mystical geniuses engage in battle.
However, atop Mount Juyue, in the outer void, things were even more "lively."
"It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early; what a lively scene!"
Bai Cang smiled calmly, his eyes reflecting a variety of images.
In the vast void, countless silver lightning bolts could be seen.
It was like the roar of billions of silver dragons, filling the void for hundreds of thousands of miles.
On the other side, however, was a large bronze cauldron that emitted boundless golden light, constantly clashing and colliding with it.
Countless layers of golden rays intertwined to form a vast sea of clouds, resembling a celestial paradise, trapping the silver lightning within.
Above the heavens, in the void beyond the sky, the wind howls and thunder roars, clouds swirl and lightning flashes.
This caused the vast, boundless void to tremble violently, and all things in heaven and earth to shudder in fear.
A series of deafening roars filled the air, and a variety of phenomena unfolded.
The entire towering sacred mountain seemed to be shaking violently, as if it would shatter at any moment.
However, to the outside world, there is no sign of anything amiss, and everything remains peaceful and serene.
"Good heavens! Two Calamity Dao Lords are clashing, and both are at least at the Ninth Tribulation Perfection level. This is going to be quite an exciting spectacle!"
Bai Cang could tell the difference in skill level between the two sides at a glance, and couldn't help but think to himself, "What kind of grudge is this that they're going to beat the dog's brains out?"
Just look at the mournful cry of the heavens, the trembling of space and time, and the overwhelming power that makes the sacred mountain tremble.
Anyone who didn't know better would think they had some kind of life-or-death feud, a fight to the death.
Such an earth-shattering battle, if it were to get out into the world...
It is estimated that this will cause countless speculations, making the entire Central Plains Profound Sect and countless geniuses tremble with fear.
Unfortunately for Bai Cang, this was at most just a bit of fun.
Even if those two really get into a fight, it could affect innocent bystanders.
If you really anger him, give them each a knife and kill them all!
but……
"That one whose primordial spirit's true form is a bronze cauldron seems to be the Primordial Spirit Dao Lord of Fangcun Mountain, right?"
Bai Cang activated the "Heart-Mind Divine Number" and his expression immediately turned strange. "Is Fangcun Mountain really that bad?"
On the surface, everything seems glamorous, but in reality, people are coming to your door to attack you, aren't they?
The golden light emanating from that bronze cauldron and the golden light intertwined with the illusory realm clearly share the same origin.
If it weren't for the Yuan Shen Dao Jun of Fangcun Mountain, how could such a coincidence happen?
It can't be said that Fangcun Mountain's fundamental techniques were stolen, and even the origin of the sect's most precious treasure was leaked to the outside world.
Then others brazenly came knocking on the door, but Fangcun Mountain remained unmoved, right?
Thinking this, Bai Cang's eyes darted around, and two figures hidden in the myriad golden clouds and boundless silver lightning suddenly came into view.
On the bronze cauldron stood a handsome and otherworldly young scholar. As his sleeves billowed, thousands of golden clouds swirled and struck, unleashing countless golden thunderbolts.
Opposite him, in the vast, boundless silver-white thunderous sea, stood a serene and elegant female Daoist with a silver robe and thunder crown.
Without her making any move, boundless silver-white lightning transformed into true dragons and pythons, colliding fiercely with the golden light.
Countless ripples of destruction, interwoven with gold and silver, spread outwards from the center line where the two were facing each other.
This caused spacetime to become disordered, all things to be annihilated, and the rules to be disrupted.
"You Tian witch, this is a matter between me and Fangcun Mountain, what are you acting like?"
Surprisingly, the aggressive party was the young scholar who was suspected to be from Fangcun Mountain.
Moreover, it subtly positioned itself against Fangcun Mountain, accusing the serene female Taoist of meddling in other people's business.
As they spoke, billions of golden bolts of lightning burst forth from the golden sea of clouds.
With a deafening roar, the boundless silver-white lightning was annihilated.
Even the tranquil Kun Dao was forced to retreat tens of thousands of miles away.
"Fellow Daoist Jue Luo, what a big joke you're making."
That serene female Daoist, also known as You Tian Dao Jun, chuckled and said, "Your Xieyue Sanxing Cave has long since broken away from the sect. What qualifications do you have to call yourselves disciples of Fangcun Mountain?"
Fellow Daoist Zhenru does not want to have a conflict with you, not because he is afraid of you.
Rather, he was worried that if he got angry, he might accidentally kill you, which is why he entrusted me to discuss the Dao with you.
"I'm saving your life, Fellow Daoist Jueluo, don't be ungrateful!"
As he spoke, Daoist Youtian was enveloped in intense mysterious light, which intertwined to form a silver-white treasure mirror in the void above his head.
Countless illusory images of dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns rose from the silver-white treasure mirror.
A vast and ancient aura suddenly swept out from it.
"Boom!"
The next moment.
Boundless silver-white lightning gathered in the sky, blending with the vast and ancient aura.
Then it transformed into a silver-white dragon tens of thousands of feet long, and began to devour the golden clouds and sea of clouds.
As soon as those two vertical pupils, shimmering with gold, opened, countless golden lightning bolts vanished into thin air.
That gaping maw, like a serpent's snout, continued to devour the golden clouds and sea of mist, making the young scholar's face extremely grim.
However, Bai Cang wasn't actually that interested in their "battle".
The two, who seemed to be fighting fiercely, didn't even have the determination to kill each other at all costs. What kind of fighting or discussion was that?
Either don't make a move, or wipe out the opponent completely.
This is Bai Cang's "Way of Battle"!
Compared to this kind of "superficial" contest.
Bai Cang was more interested in the gossip in their conversation.
Even from just a few fragmented conversations, he had already conjured up a grand, dramatic, and melodramatic story of love, hate, and revenge in his mind.
It's just a pity...
Just as Bai Cang transformed into a "cha" and was about to dive into the melon field to feast,
A familiar voice reached his ears.
"Bai Lang, you've finally arrived?"
Ning Shuangrong's slightly resentful voice pulled Bai Cang back from his "spectator mode".
Just then, Mo Wusheng said excitedly, "These people's battles are just child's play, and cannot be compared with the scene when you fought Yu Duxiu back then."
"If you're interested, brother, would you be so kind as to play with them? I'd be happy to be your vanguard and challenge them on all sides..."
Before Mo Wusheng could finish speaking, Bai Cang waved his hand dismissively.
"Fine, we can't have any fun now!"
"Brother Mo, please make yourself at home. I'll take my leave now."
Before he finished speaking, Bai Cang had already leaped up and fled towards the summit of Juyue Mountain.
"Brother Dao, wait a moment. That is the main gate of Fangcun Mountain. Even a Nascent Soul Dao Lord is not qualified to enter from there..."
Mo Wusheng's voice grew softer and softer, but Bai Cang didn't pay any attention to it.
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