I Can Deduce Arts by Slaying Demons

Each flap of its wings caused the space to tremble, stirring the gales above the Ninth Heaven into vortices.

The spiritual energy within a thousand miles surged madly, forming nine visible rivers of spiritual energy in the sky, converging towards the shadow of the Profound Bird.

In this manner, those nine gigantic shadows of the Profound Bird shrouded the entire imperial city in shadow.

"This is........"

"The celestial artifact, the Profound Bird Cauldron has appeared!"

"Quick, stop it!"

At this critical moment, the martial artists lurking throughout Tiandu turned pale.

In an instant, over a hundred terrifying auras erupted from all directions of Tiandu, transforming into blinding streaks of light rushing towards the palace.

Beneath the imperial city, those with slightly weaker cultivation trembled under the immense pressure, finding it difficult even to stand.

"Quickly report to the ancestor!"

"The Immortal Artifact Profound Bird Cauldron must not fall into someone else’s hands!"

In the blink of an eye, the skies above the palace were surrounded by strong figures from all sides, leaving no gaps.

Every martial artist hovering mid-air exuded a suffocating pressure——

The weakest among them was a rare real person of the Divine Mansion Realm!

In an instant, the firmament was torn open like a curtain by sharp claws!

"The Profound Bird Cauldron has appeared!"

On the Star-picking Tower at the west side of the imperial city, the compass in the hand of an old man with white beard shattered with a "crack," and his cloudy eyes suddenly emitted a sharp light.

"Tens of thousands of years.... This Immortal Artifact has finally... reemerged into the world."

Before the old man finished speaking, the entire Tiandu City was already in an uproar.

In the direction of the Western Region, a cloud of demons from Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain rolled in with a pungent stench, and countless shadows of demonic beasts could be vaguely seen roaring within the cloud.

On the eastern horizon, martial artists from the major factions of the Ask Immortal Continent flew on cyan light, the sharp escape light shredding the clouds along the way.

Waves that tore through the void arrived one after another, the tangible pressure of Void Realm experts spreading unreservedly.

Soon, cracks began to appear on the outer walls of the imperial city, with small stone fragments falling.

"Boom——"

In a blink, several hundred streaks of light almost simultaneously reached above the palace.

The overlords who usually dominated their respective areas, at this moment, had flames of greed dancing in their eyes.

A middle-aged man in scarlet armor suddenly crushed the jade talisman in his hand, shouting hoarsely: "Quickly invite the ancestor to come out of seclusion!"

"This kind of opportunity, our Flame Heaven Valley must obtain!"

Just as the scene became tense, a deafening thunder suddenly resounded from above the Ninth Heaven.

The entire sky seemed to be submerged by a sea of purple lightning, and a giant face covered in thunder patterns slowly emerged.

The pair of massive eyes, formed purely of purple electricity, scanned below.

Wherever that gaze fell, even the unseen space twisted with scorched ripples.

"A bunch of ants dare covet the heavenly treasure?"

"Heavenly Thunder!"

"It’s the Thunderous Entity of the Heavenly Cloud Sect!"

In mid-air, a well-dressed cultivator’s face turned ashen, "Didn’t he close off in death seclusion ten thousand years ago?"

"To think he would also come to seize the celestial artifact, the Profound Bird Cauldron!"

But, before everyone could recover from the earlier shock.

A thunderous shout exploded like divine thunder from the Ninth Heaven, shaking the whole world!

"Begone——!!"

The voice of the Thunderous Entity was imbued with supreme pressure, like the descent of the Thunder God.

In just an instant, hundreds of Divine Mansion and Void Realm experts below groaned in unison, spitting blood!

Some were horrified to find that their Divine Mansion Divine Thought, cultivated painstakingly over a thousand years.

Was shattered bit by bit under the roar of the Thunderous Entity as if hit by a heavy hammer!

"Vanish now or die at my hand!"

The second voice of the Thunderous Entity followed closely, even more violent than before.

It was like the majesty of the celestial skies, the wrath of the Heavenly Dao, causing fine cracks to appear in the void.

Some with slightly weaker cultivation bled from their seven orifices on the spot, their Void nearly collapsing!

More so, some had their Divine Mansions instantly shattered, their bodies cracked, almost exploding on the spot!

"This... this is the power of a perfected Earth Venerable!"

"Disciples of the Mingxian Sect, heed the command!"

A white-haired elder suddenly shouted sternly, his voice like clashing metal, piercing through the chaotic void.

His once rosy face was now devoid of blood, his withered fingers tightly clutching the Heart-Protecting Mirror on his chest.

The protective treasure of the elder was covered in spiderweb-like cracks.

"The entire sect must withdraw three thousand miles immediately!"

The elder’s voice carried unprecedented panic, his cloudy eyes fixated on the terrifying figure becoming more solid in the sky, "Delay and——"

"Certain death!"

Everyone was terrified out of their wits, not daring to linger any longer?

They transformed into streams of light, retreating rapidly, fearing that half a step slower would result in being obliterated under this overwhelming force!

In an instant, on the eastern horizon, a point of cyan light suddenly appeared.

The faint cyan light, initially only the size of a grain of rice, instantly transformed into a dazzling sword arc spanning the heavens and earth.

Where it passed, the clouds split apart, carving a vacuum sword mark across a hundred miles in the firmament.

"Zheng——"

Before the sound of the sword arrived, its intent descended first.

The Martial Artists throughout the imperial city felt as if they had plunged into an ice cellar, their swords trembling uncontrollably.

The lowly cultivated directly knelt, blood seeping from their seven orifices.

Even the strong of the Void Realm felt a piercing pain in their souls, as if countless sharp swords were pressing against their brows.

"You old ghost, Cyan Nether!"

The Thunder Dharma Aspect of the Patriarch Zixiao suddenly opened its eyes, with violet lightning erupting within, "You think you are worthy to compete with me?"

"Boom——"

A divine thunder, heavy like ten thousand pounds, transformed into an inescapable net, each purple lightning bolt as thick as a mountain.

At the moment when the thunder net clashed with the cyan sword arc, the entire world fell silent.

The blinding light overshadowed the sun and moon, the terrifying shockwave swept away the clouds within a hundred miles.

As the light gradually faded, everyone was shocked to discover.

That cyan sword arc was actually inching forward within the thunder net, with space-rending cracks bursting forth from its tip.

Patriarch Zixiao’s expression finally changed, clasping his palms tightly, thrusting them forward, and nine immense purple thunders descended from the nine heavens.

"For this Elder——smash!"

The nine thunders united, transforming into a ferocious thunder dragon, its bloodthirsty mouth biting onto the sword arc.

Two forces capable of world destruction were at a stalemate in mid-air, the resulting aftermath reducing the magnificent mansions below to flat ground.

Immediately, these two world-destroying forces continued their confrontation, and time seemed to halt for a breath——

"Boom!!!"

An intense white light exploded, with a terrifying shockwave expanding in a circular pattern.

Even the buildings on the outskirts of the imperial city crumbled like sandcastles, the ground being sliced three feet deep.

Countless cultivators hurriedly erected protective barriers that shattered continuously, the weaker ones directly turning into blood mist amidst the shockwave!

After this strike, the two peerless powerhouses unexpectedly stopped simultaneously, their gazes shooting like lightning towards the skies on the two sides.

On the western horizon, demon clouds churned like ink.

Tens of thousands of sinister monstrous beasts stood in the sky, demon auras turning half the firmament blood-red.

The five leading demon ancestors had various forms.

There was a purple-gold centipede with six wings, and a scarlet flame demon flood dragon with nine heads and eighteen eyes.

And most eye-catching was a figure Lu Xuan was all too familiar with——

"Feather Emperor, you old bird!" Patriarch Zixiao’s Thunder Dharma Aspect let out a cold, earth-shattering laugh.

"After so many years, you’re still as annoying as ever!"

In the void to the east, three figures were faintly visible, as if they had merged with the heavens and earth.

Without intentionally revealing their aura, no one could perceive their existence.

The white-robed elder in the middle wielded a duster, with mysterious ripples emanating from the void beneath his feet.

The purple-clad woman on the left was enveloped in a dreamlike halo, making it impossible to discern her true appearance.

The red-haired strongman on the right emitted an aura as scorching as boiling the seas.

Master Mingxu of the Empty Meditation Sect!

Qing Yanshuang, Master of the Celestial Illusion Pavilion!

Yan Gu, Master of the Flame Heaven Valley!

The master of the Cyan Nether Sword stood with his hands behind his back, his cyan sword robe fluttering without wind, "You three have arrived just in time."

At this moment, the Feather Emperor Ancestor spread eighteen wings simultaneously, each feather flashing with purple-gold sacred flames.

"Today, this Profound Bird Cauldron belongs to our Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain!"

Master Mingxu gently stroked his long beard, smiling silently.

Qing Yanshuang raised her jade hand lightly, as countless illusions filled the sky.

Yan Gu snorted coldly, the void under his feet being scorched into a massive hole.

A standoff among the four sides, the world was silent!

"Why?"

A playful voice suddenly broke the deadlock.

"It seems everyone is quite interested in what belongs to me, huh?"

Though this voice was not loud, it clearly reached everyone’s ears.

The crowd below the imperial city turned around in alarm, only to see above the palace, a slender figure standing in the air.

Lu Xuan, clad in a black robe, with the corners of his mouth holding a barely-there smile, played with a miniature black cauldron at his fingertips.

When the Feather Emperor Ancestor saw Lu Xuan, its demonic eyes erupted with massive amounts of purple-gold sacred flame.

"It’s you, again, you damned human!"