I Can Deduce Arts by Slaying Demons

Chapter 327 - 261: Lu Xuan, Don’t Do Anything Reckless!

Wo Jiu listened to Mu Yun’s blunt words, and surprisingly, he didn’t feel as furious as before.

Instead, he caught the key information in Mu Yun’s speech.

That brat Lu Xuan actually left Mingxin Prefecture, and his whereabouts are unknown.

This damn brat kept toying with me, it’s driving me insane!

Wo Jiu was filled with resentment, unable to stop himself from silently cursing.

Previously, Lu Xuan had clearly sent a message to Li Chengxing, telling me to come to Mingxin Prefecture to find him.

But now, this brat left me here waiting.

Wo Jiu couldn’t help but often suspect, was this kid Lu Xuan deliberately toying with him?

At this moment, Wo Jiu felt a surge of anger climbing up to his head, almost being consumed by the flames of rage.

His eyes were bloodshot, like two burning flames of blood, staring venomously at Mu Yun, squeezing words through his teeth.

"Mu Yun, you’d better tell me exactly when Lu Xuan will return."

Having said this, his chest heaved violently, adding fiercely, "I don’t have the leisure to keep waiting here!"

Seeing this, Mu Yun had no intention of being polite to Wo Jiu, as the Deputy Director of the Profound Bird Guard, he had the backing of today’s Emperor.

In his view, the Wu family wouldn’t dare to act against him.

Mu Yun’s eyes were full of undisguised indifference, completely disregarding Wo Jiu’s fury.

"What, Wo Jiu, do you want to make a move?"

Mu Yun’s lips curled into a provocative smile, eyes full of contempt.

Just as the words fell, the aura around Mu Yun surged out from within him.

In an instant, violent winds howled, like countless sharp blades sweeping past Wo Jiu, making his clothes flutter noisily.

At the same time, three ghostly red shadows streaked across the sky, flying towards Wo Jiu.

In the blink of an eye, these three figures tightly surrounded Wo Jiu.

If you looked closely, you’d find these three red shadows were all Earth-level Profound Bird Guards.

Each one was a peak Martial Artist at the Outer Gang Grandmaster Realm, exuding a terrifying murderous aura.

Wo Jiu, seeing himself surrounded by the Profound Bird Guards, remained calm, showing no sign of panic.

He snorted coldly, his voice freezing, like the icy frost piercing with cold: "Mu Yun, since you’re so insistent."

"Don’t blame the Wu family for being rude!"

At this moment, Wo Jiu had abandoned all concerns, Li Chengxing, as someone from one of the eight families, he’d endure for the time being.

But now, he was determined to make Mu Yun understand, provoking the eight families would cost him dearly.

The aura around Wo Jiu surged, exuding a fierce aura.

A mere half-step Divine Mansion Realm Martial Artist dares to repeatedly defy the Wu family.

"Ancestor!" Wo Jiu’s call cut through the tense air.

As these two words fell, everything around Wo Jiu seemed to be pressed down by a "twisting" switch.

The invisible space around Wo Jiu surged like a boiling lake.

The once calm currents of heaven and earth became chaotic, forming small vortexes visible to the naked eye, emitting shrill whistling sounds.

The vortices spun faster and faster, pulling the surrounding light into distortion, as if space itself was being torn apart by this force.

Then, a mysterious purple pattern slowly emerged on Wo Jiu’s forehead, like ancient heavenly runes, filled with an indescribable mystery.

The next second, strands of energy seeped out of the purple pattern, seemingly thin, yet carrying an infinite pressure.

Upon seeing this, Mu Yun and the Profound Bird Guards’ faces turned pale, and their internal powers were suppressed.

"What a terrifying aura!"

Mu Yun couldn’t help but exclaim inwardly.

Almost simultaneously, the space around Wo Jiu seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand.

Then, an overwhelming force swept in.

The Profound Bird Guards near Wo Jiu had no power to resist, and like dried leaves in a storm, they were pressed to the ground, letting out painful groans.

Mu Yun’s situation looked somewhat better, but he was only barely holding on.

His legs trembled slightly, eventually bearing down on one knee, colliding with the ground with a loud thud.

The ground beneath Mu Yun’s feet cracked under the pressure, rapidly spreading like a menacing web.

A few breaths later, Mu Yun’s body began to sink ever so slightly into the collapsing ground.

Every inch of air seemed to turn into heavy shackles, tightly binding Mu Yun.

Unwillingly, Mu Yun slowly raised his head, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

The cold killing intent, like a poisoned blade, pierced directly at Wo Jiu, as if imprinting his face in the deepest recesses of his mind.

He stared intently at Wo Jiu, his gaze seemed to convey.

Wo Jiu, you damned old man, just wait.

Don’t let me catch the chance, otherwise, I, this Director, will make sure you, this old relic, pay a heavy price for today’s events!

Opposite him, Wo Jiu showed no hesitation, his right hand clenched into a fist beneath his sleeve, instantly crushing the intangible air.

At that moment, a purple light burst forth from his palm.