I Can Deduce Arts by Slaying Demons

Chapter 405: Chapter 296: The Spirit Ruins Emerge!

The location of the Eastern City of the Heavenly Capital!

The Qui Xu Forbidden Land, silent for several years, behaves unusually today.

The previously dreaded absolute forbidden land is now bustling with noise, with Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi soaring into the sky, and an endless oppressive aura sweeping through the entire forbidden land.

Around the altar in the center of the forbidden land, a dense crowd of people is innumerable!

Upon closer inspection, they are all young faces full of spirit and vigor.

The princes and princesses of the Great Xia royal family, dressed in royal finery, exude an indescribably noble aura between their brows.

At the same time, some people match the royal family of Great Xia in every respect.

These are the direct descendants of the eight great families, mingling in groups of three or five, with jade pendants at their waists glittering brilliantly in the sunlight.

Moreover, the true disciples of the five transcendent forces stand with folded arms, surrounded by flowing energy of absolute strength.

In front of these countless prodigies, a dozen figures stand like ancient mountains.

These peerless masters, who can shake Great Xia by stomping a foot, have now gathered in the Gui Xu Forbidden Land.

The eight ancestors stand seemingly casually, yet each is imbued with the profound truths of Heaven and Earth!

Some are seated cross-legged in mid-air, others stand with folded arms, each surrounded by a unique resonance of the Dao.

Some are as tranquil as an abyssal chasm, others like a gentle breeze caressing willow branches, and still others whose surrounding space slightly distorts.

The leaders of the five transcendent forces are even more diverse in their elegance.

Leading them is an old Daoist in a green robe with white hair and a youthful face, a white jade duster draped over his elbow.

Three thousand silver strands flutter lightly in the wind, beneath his feet seem to bloom phantom green lotuses, none other than the head of Daoxu Temple, Temple Master Ying Lingfeng.

Not far from Ying Lingfeng, a gray-clad old monk has his eyes slightly closed, his face benevolent like a reincarnated Maitreya.

The golden prayer beads in the old monk’s hand slowly turn, with a faint sound of Buddhist chanting echoing with each bead, clearly the abbot of Jingxin Temple, Master Xinji!

The most eye-catching is a sword cultivator floating in the air, a white-robed elder whose robe outshines snow.

Though the ancient sword at his waist has not been drawn, a keen Sword Qi already shoots skyward.

Sword Spirit Sect Leader Zuo Hengjian!

The red-robed elder is engulfed in raging flames, even the air distorts around him.

The prestige of Extreme Flame Saint Sect’s Sect Leader, Gu Yan, is built upon the bones of countless powerful beings.

And the last is a purple-clad woman of incomparable beauty.

The leader of the Profound Sound Immortal Palace, Yue Wushuang.

Yue Wushuang’s fair jade hands gently caress the zither before her, her red lips part slightly as if the celestial melody swirls around.

Yet hidden in the depths of her captivating gaze are violet illusory shadows that make the heart race.

These unrivaled figures, whom one ordinarily cannot even see, are here today, shaking Great Xia at a mere foot stomp.

And on this day, these magnates gather in Gui Xu, precisely because.

Today is the time when the Spirit Ruins will emerge!

However, everyone’s gaze is involuntarily drawn to the spectacle on the sky.

Nine pure white horses gallop through the air, each with crystal-clear dragon horns, and a faint white glow flows beneath their hooves.

They pull the celestial chariot floating amidst the clouds, its mysterious black curtains endlessly flowing with the pattern of sun, moon, and stars.

Nine lifelike patterns of Profound Birds, poised for flight, seem ready to break through the sky at any moment.

Around the celestial chariot, the space distorts under imperial pressure, even bending light itself.

In the sky, three peerless beauties stand in mid-air, as if celestial beings descended, surrounding the celestial chariot.

Director of Plum Blossom Guard, Man Qingqiu, dons a dress of rosy clouds and flowing mist, a green jade belt lightly girdling her waist, sketching a graceful figure.

Man Qingqiu’s eyes ripple with enchantment, yet still carry a trace of cold aloofness.

Black Feather Guard’s Golden Envoy, Shangguan Yuqing, stands proudly, the gilded mask on her face glimmering mysteriously in the sunlight.

Her jet-black brocade robe is embroidered with vivid black feather patterns in gold thread.

As Shangguan Yuqing breathes, it seems as if they might soar into the sky at any moment.

Her slender jade fingers lightly rest on the sword at her waist; though unsheathed, it already exudes a piercing chill.

The most mysterious is Profound Bird Guard’s Director, Zi Yao, draped in a light purple veil, standing quietly atop the clouds, her purple garments flutter autonomously.

Sometimes, when her eyes flow with light, thousands of stars seem to flicker within, making it hard to meet her gaze.

Each of these peerless beauties possesses distinctive grace, yet all emit a suffocatingly powerful aura.

Their seemingly casual stances in fact surround and protect the celestial chariot centrally.

At this moment, even the howling winds in the sky silently dissipate three feet in front of them.

Amidst this solemn atmosphere, the chariot’s curtains move without wind.

A slender jade hand reaches out, its fingertips swirling with a faint black mysterious light.

In this moment, the entire world falls silent—Empress Xia Mingyue of Great Xia is about to appear.

The next moment, Empress Xia Mingyue emerges slowly.

She wears a profound black imperial robe, her face under the twelve-beaded crown exceedingly beautiful, her phoenix eyes opening and closing as if the galaxy is vanishing.

Empress Xia Mingyue merely standing there already causes all the martial prodigies present to unconsciously hold their breath.

"We greet Your Majesty!"

Amidst a mountain and sea-shaking salute, Empress Xia Mingyue’s red lips part gently: "The Spirit Ruins is about to emerge, do your best and know your limits!"

Empress Xia Mingyue’s simple words cause a sudden, violent tremor from a certain direction of the ground.

The earth trembles like a waking giant dragon, cracks forming deep, bottomless ravines.

"Boom——!"

A dazzling pure white pillar of light shoots skyward, piercing through the vast cloud cover, reaching straight to the highest heavens.