I Can Deduce Arts by Slaying Demons

Chapter 348 - 270: Solar Spirit Envoy! (Part 2)



Chapter 348: Chapter 270: Solar Spirit Envoy! (Part 2)

"Lu... Xuan!"

These two words were uttered slowly, as if they drained all of Tang Yun’s strength.

Almost every sound carried an unmanageable shock and fear from Tang Yun.

This clearly showed that Lu Xuan’s sudden appearance caused waves of turmoil in Tang Yun’s heart.

Lu Xuan’s gaze was exceptionally icy, his expression calm, yet exuding an invisible pressure that made one’s skin crawl.

Subsequently, Lu Xuan’s eyes indifferently swept over the four people, as if overlooking a group of insignificant ants.

On the other side, the four people’s gazes were tightly locked on Lu Xuan, and the atmosphere at the scene instantly froze.

The momentum of these three men and one woman in the air was extremely extraordinary, yet in front of Lu Xuan, they seemed exceptionally insignificant.

The person standing at the forefront, Tang Yun, looked about thirty years old.

He was dressed in a silk garment of green waves and white clouds, his attire fluttering elegantly, exuding an extraordinary demeanor.

However, at this moment, Tang Yun’s face was filled with a grave expression, even faintly showing a trace of panic.

Behind him stood a woman appearing around forty years old.

The woman exuded a mature and enchanting charm, every smile and frown carried allure.

She wore a striking red long dress that tightly wrapped around her body, the bold cut of the fabric perfectly outlining her voluptuous figure.

The light skirt hem swayed gently in the wind, like fiercely burning flames vivid and enchanting, yet like a wantonly blooming red rose, it could captivate the soul.

The woman’s eyes were extremely charming, yet in a moment’s notice, a trace of an imperceptible ominous blood-red glint flashed by.

Her lips slightly curved, carrying a faint, mysterious smile.

However, like Tang Yun, when she looked at Lu Xuan, a sense of caution quietly crept into her eyes, as if facing a formidable enemy.

As for the other two men, both were middle-aged, appearing around fifty to sixty years old.

The two of them wore identical wide black brocade robes, the hem of their robes fluttering gently in the wind, wearing hair crowns, appearing rather solemn.

Yet their faces were cold and stern like iron, devoid of any expression, as if they were age-old unmelted ice.

Most eerie was that their gazes appeared hollow, lacking any of the life and vitality that humans should have.

Like two shells with their souls drained, exuding a chilling aura that made one’s skin crawl.

"He is Lu Xuan!"

Tang Yun’s voice was deep and hoarse, seemingly reminding himself, or warning the three around him.

The name Lu Xuan, like a heavy hammer, firmly struck the hearts of the other three.

These three naturally knew the esteemed name of "Lu Xuan" inside out.

They had long gathered information about Lu Xuan from the mouths of the dead Profound Bird Guards.

The one tasked with exterminating the Wen Family was none other than the famous Lu Xuan—the newly appointed Deputy Director of the Profound Bird Guard.

It was rumored that Lu Xuan’s strength was unfathomable, already possessing the Great Success power in the Divine Mansion Realm.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and the breathing of the four became heavy.

If the Lu Xuan in front of them was merely at the Great Success in the Divine Mansion Realm, they wouldn’t be so fearful.

Among the four of them, Tang Yun and Jiang Yan were both real masters of Great Success in the Divine Mansion Realm, with one foot in the Divine Mansion Realm Perfection.

The other two men also possessed strength at the level of Divine Mansion Realm Small Success.

With such a formidable lineup, even when facing a real master at Divine Mansion Realm Perfection, these four would not care.

However, just as they were being intercepted moments ago, Tang Yun had already secretly transmitted a message to them.

Lu Xuan!

Suspected to be a Hollow Void True Lord!

What kind of joke is this!

This was simply utterly outrageous!

However, everyone knew very well that Tang Yun was definitely not someone who would joke around.

At this moment, Lu Xuan’s expression was exceedingly calm, his gaze steady, slowly sweeping over the four of them, "Are you here looking for me?"

It was merely a simple question, and Lu Xuan’s voice was also extremely simple.

But when it fell into the ears of the four, it seemed to contain an immense weight, and an invisible sense of oppression surged towards them.

Fine cold sweat quietly appeared on Tang Yun’s forehead, with large droplets rolling down his temples.

The smile on the red-dressed woman’s lips instantly froze, and her fingers subconsciously tightened slightly.

As for the remaining two middle-aged men in black robes, although they remained expressionless,

the originally chilling aura around them became even colder, faintly revealing a trace of tension.

Their spiritual powers were all set, ready to engage in a fierce battle at any moment.

Seeing them remain silent, Lu Xuan’s eyes were instantly shrouded with intense killing intent.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort suddenly exploded, bringing with it an indescribable pressure, causing the air around to tremble.

Lu Xuan’s right hand slowly lifted, purple light glimmering between his five fingers, like countless gathered stars, exuding a hauntingly dangerous aura.

"Die."

Lu Xuan lightly uttered a word, his voice ice-cold and bone-chilling, devoid of any warmth.

Since the opponents were unwilling to speak, Lu Xuan was not inclined to waste time with them.

In his heart, when facing these unknown enemies, there was only one solution—death!

In an instant, the world changed color!

The originally clear sky was suddenly torn apart by an invisible force, with winds and clouds churning furiously as if stirred by gigantic hands.

In the vast boundless sky’s center, a mysterious purple vortex slowly emerged, exuding an extremely terrifying heavenly pressure.


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