I Can Deduce Arts by Slaying Demons

Chapter 507 - 341: Seizing the World’s Source! Return to the Celestial Martial Realm!

Chapter 507: Chapter 341: Seizing the World’s Source! Return to the Celestial Martial Realm!

"So it’s you, you old bastard!"

"Lu Xuan!"

A roar filled with hostility and disdain suddenly exploded, the sound waves carrying a strong scent of gunpowder.

In this vast world, every supreme Grandmaster is like a brilliant star, their fame spread across the Nine Provinces and Four Seas.

Every action of the supreme Grandmaster can stir up great waves in the world, inspiring awe and reverence from countless Martial Artists.

At this moment, the identity carried by Lu Xuan’s body appearing before everyone is extraordinarily significant.

He is the Supreme Commander of the Daqian Dynasty, holding command over a million mighty troops.

With a mere stomp, he can make the mountains and rivers tremble, truly the pillar of the Daqian Dynasty.

Among the supreme Grandmasters of the surrounding four dynasties, many high-ranking individuals have seen Lu Xuan’s true visage from afar on various occasions.

"Hahaha!"

At the moment when the atmosphere was tense and about to explode, the Emperor of the Taiyu Dynasty suddenly laughed wildly, his laughter wanton and arrogant, echoing into the sky.

His narrowed eyes gleamed with contempt, the curve of his mouth full of disdain.

His whole demeanor clearly regarded Lu Xuan as meat on a chopping block.

He doesn’t see this famed Supreme Commander of Daqian as an enemy worthy of battle at all.

As if the trap before him was nothing but a farce.

Who could have thought, an old and hunched supreme Grandmaster, dared to set a trap, waiting quietly for forty-four supreme Grandmasters to walk into it.

This probably is the most laughable joke in the world.

"I wonder if you, old thing, are senile!"

The Taiyu Emperor’s eyes flashed coldly, the curve of his mouth showing unrestrained contempt and disdain in his tone.

He exudes a chilling aura, his gloomy face clouded with a shadow that almost devours one.

Just as he finished speaking, the Taiyu Emperor waved his hand fiercely, as if driving away an insignificant ant.

"Kill them!"

"Find that peerless treasured blade!"

As the Taiyu Emperor ordered, six supreme Grandmasters of the Taiyu Dynasty dashed out like arrows loosed from a bowstring.

Amidst the howling wind, the ground cracked inch by inch, debris flew from columns, and vermilion tiles shattered like a torrential rain.

Six strands of terrifying energy, carrying the force of thunder, ripped through the night, aiming straight at Lu Xuan’s face.

Wherever they passed, the air roared like thunder.

However—

Lu Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, without even moving a finger.

The terrifying energy capable of cleaving mountains and splitting stones halted abruptly three feet before him.

Then, like spring snow melting under a warm sun, they silently dissipated into empty space.

The surroundings suddenly fell deathly silent.

"This... this is sorcery!"

Someone gasped in fear, their voice so broken it was barely audible.

Everyone’s pupils shrank, staring at the unmoved figure, feeling a chill crawl up their spine.

The ultimate moves containing the lifetime cultivation of six supreme Grandmasters, before him, were like child’s play, easily brushed aside!

Could such a method really be accomplished by human ability?

The silence fell like an iron curtain over the scene, with the only sound the heavy panting resonating.

All present were renowned supreme Grandmaster strongmen, yet none dared to challenge this reality at this moment.

Who can be like Lu Xuan here, turning an earth-shattering assault into nothingness?

Fear boiled up like tides over their hearts, as a thought exploded in the minds of a dozen supreme Grandmasters in the back.

Escape!

They must escape!

Once the thought of fleeing arose, the world suddenly seemed wide!

A dozen figures moved like startled birds, their forms flickering with piercing whistles, fleeing swiftly in all directions.

They dared not make a sound, fearing to alert Lu Xuan’s awareness.

Just praying to find a thread of survival in the vast night.

However, as these dozen supreme Grandmasters barely reached the gates of Lu Mansion.

The entire void suddenly cracked like a spider web, an intimidative aura crashing down.

A massive golden tiger phantom emerged from the void, its ten-meter body towering and golden eyes glimmering with a domineering arrogance.

The tiger’s roar shattered clouds, where the sound waves passed, blinding golden light erupted.

The king of beasts glancing down, eyes scanning Lu Mansion, its presence drenched the surroundings with pressure, as if it were the master of this world.

The runaway supreme Grandmasters instantly fell into icy despair, frozen in place.

An invisible yet mountainous force descended from the sky, pinning their bodies firmly.

Someone tried to struggle, only to find even a finger couldn’t budge.

As if bound by invisible chains, or facing the weight of the whole vast world.

Despair and fear surged in their eyes, only now realizing—they’ve become beasts trapped beneath this golden tiger phantom.

The dead silence was suddenly pierced by a sharp angry shout.

Several supreme Grandmasters with ashen faces staggered back a step.

They clenched their trembling hands, knuckles pale with exertion, yet were unable to hide their deep fear.

"You old bastard, are you human or ghost!"

The previously arrogant Taiyu Emperor now looked fearful and bewildered, as if also afraid of Lu Xuan standing before him.

This shout voiced everyone’s innermost thoughts, echoing in the empty Lu Mansion.

In the silence, a sudden shocking cry burst: "This power... is the power of the heavens and earth!"

Someone stared at the faintly gleaming golden light around Lu Xuan’s body, throat clenching, pupils shrinking to pinpoints.

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