I Can Deduce Arts by Slaying Demons

Chapter 303 - 250: Lu Xuan’s Sigh, the Terrifying Purifying Sea of Fire!

Lu Xuan’s lips were tightly pressed together, silent as his aura around him suddenly coalesced.

The power of the Primordial Spirit within his Divine Manor shook violently, and the surging force of the Primordial Spirit poured out from within.

Immediately following, Lu Xuan’s arm moved slightly, seemingly casually yet with an undeniable decisiveness, gripping the Ghost Flame Nether Saber, and gently swung it.

In an instant, the void was torn apart, and a dazzling blade of purple flame appeared from thin air without warning.

This purple flame blade seemed like the Karmic Fire from the Nine Nether Hell, carrying an endless sense of killing intent and heat, slashing towards the white mist of dark energy that enveloped the sky.

The oppressive white mist of dark energy hanging over Haoran Mansion, seemed like the layered resentment of countless wronged souls over millennia, wantonly permeating every inch of space in the city.

However, in the face of Lu Xuan’s tyrannical purple flame blade.

The seemingly indestructible white mist of dark energy instantly became extremely fragile, without any resistance, dissipating like foam upon contact.

In just a single clash, the white mist of dark energy above Haoran Mansion’s city was easily torn apart by the purple flame blade.

Threads of dark energy dissipated into the air, emitting faint wails.

Mu Yun looked up and, upon seeing the rift torn in the sky over the city, immediately understood Lu Xuan’s intention.

He nodded slightly towards Lu Xuan’s back, and then Mu Yun’s figure transformed into a wisp of wind, ethereal yet swift.

He dashed with the speed of lightning towards the opening torn by the purple flame blade.

Above the firmament, a woman’s face without a drop of blood, with skin pale as to be almost translucent, exuded a chilling eerie quality.

Upon seeing Mu Yun attempting to leave, the woman finally acted.

Her eyes were blood-red like fire, as though burning with endless resentment and hatred, like two blazing fires of a bloody sea, locking onto Lu Xuan.

That bloodthirsty gaze was full of malice and venom, as if wanting to tear Mu Yun to pieces alive.

"It’s you scoundrels!"

The voice was laden with endless anger and hatred, like thunder rolling.

"Profound Bird Guard! You dared to collude with the Wen Family and harm Princess Xingyue, today you will all die!"

This furious shout, carrying world-shattering might, resonated throughout the entire city of Haoran Mansion, surprisingly drawing a response from the vast heavens and earth.

In an instant, wind and clouds changed, sun and moon lost their light, as if the firmament above was violently shaken and stirred by an invisible giant hand.

The entire ground of the mansion also began to shake violently, with every inch of land trembling madly.

At the same time, countless houses began to rattle, with bricks and tiles falling with a clatter.

This earth-shattering scene was like a primordial dragon dormant in the depths of the earth suddenly awakening.

It was shaking its body wantonly, wanting to overturn and crush everything in the city.

Then, the ground in the city rapidly collapsed, with shocking cracks spreading rampantly.

Thick, ink-like black dark energy slowly seeped out from those cracks.

This dark energy was vivid, like a horde of demonic spirits breaking free from hell’s shackles, baring their claws towards Mu Yun in the sky.

They rushed with a completely frenzied ferocious appearance, vowing to drag Mu Yun into the abyss of endless darkness.

But before the torrents of dark energy could approach Mu Yun.

A purple glimmer coldly flashed in Lu Xuan’s eyes, followed by a cold snort.

In the next moment, the vast power of the Primordial Spirit within Lu Xuan’s Divine Manor erupted violently.

"Boom!"

A muffled giant sound suddenly echoed in the boundless void, rapidly rippling out circles of waves visible to the naked eye.

Then, behind Mu Yun, an extremely terrifying vortex airflow appeared out of thin air.

Within the vortex airflow, it seemed to conceal an endless force of destruction, frantically drawing in the surrounding air, emitting sharp whistling.

The surging torrents of dark energy, in the face of this unstoppable vortex airflow.

Were like fragile ants, instantly drawn into it, annihilated to dust without a trace left behind.

And within this moment of delay, Mu Yun had already left Haoran Mansion’s city, leaving only a faint afterimage, disappearing into the boundless heavens and earth.

Shortly after Mu Yun’s silhouette vanished, the white mist of dark energy torn apart by Lu Xuan’s purple flame blade rapidly closed once again with lightning speed.

In the blink of an eye, the dense white mist of dark energy seamlessly restored to its previous unblemished form, as if it had never been damaged.

The bone-chilling white mist of dark energy weighed heavily on the city,

The icy breath of it pervaded every corner, wantonly invading every inch of space within the city.

"I want the Wen Family dead!"

This sudden, hoarse shout, laden with bone-eroding hatred, was directly transmitted into Lu Xuan’s ears.

"Wen Mochen!"

"Wen Fengyuan!"

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Above the sky, that pale woman’s face twisted madly, with names bursting between her clenched teeth, seemingly carrying vengeance as deep as the sea and the weight of a thousand mountains.

The eerie voice echoed and lingered over the shadowy city above.

Each sound was like a heavy hammer, fiercely striking on the stiflingly oppressive heavens and earth, making the air buzz with noise.

In response, Lu Xuan showed no fear, his expression cold and solemn, completely ignoring the boundless aura of resentment that could nearly crush a soul.

He only slightly turned his head, his gaze sweeping rapidly around the city like lightning.

Subsequently, Lu Xuan’s lips parted slightly, and he muttered softly: "Sigh, rest in peace!"