I Have Awakened The Deduction System



The Sinister Celestial Cultivator

·ƈθm "Xi Zhao! He Chuan! This old man will skin your entire body." The sound was so shrill that the entire island shook. The Dao Soldiers and masked men below shuddered and trembled.

This was the first time they had seen the Celestial Cultivator so angry. This had never happened before, but they did not dare to ask.

In the pitch-black palace, the dragon patterns on the coiling dragon pillar were vivid and lifelike, as if they were about to fly out of the sky.

The dim green lights in the room made him look like a ghost.

His face was extremely ugly. There was no intact skin, and there were rotting boils everywhere. It was unsightly.

His yellow Daoist robe was covered in blood, and black blood kept flowing out of his wounds. The blood evaporated into demonic energy, transforming into demons of all shapes and sizes.

The pained voice just now came from this person.

The Heavenly Cultivator had escaped by a fluke that day, but he was not in a good state either. His dantian had been stabbed by Lord Yang's Great Extermination, and his wound would never recover as he continued to bleed.

No matter what method he used, he couldn't heal his wounds. The pus on his body was the heat poison of the Nine Incandescence Divine Light. The Celestial Cultivator felt as if he was in a scorching hell every moment. The pain he suffered was unimaginable.

There was a green spiritual lamp on the Celestial Cultivator's head and a 32-colored halo behind his head. The lamp emitted a mysterious light that slowly healed the wounds on his body.

Pink flesh grew out of the black wound. Before it could heal, it was immediately devoured by the mysterious energy, and the wound returned to its original state.

"Do we have to move forward with the plan?" The Celestial Cutivator spat out a mouthful of blood. He suddenly thought of something and hesitated, as if he was making a difficult decision.

At this point, there was no way out.

At the thought of this, the Heavenly Cultivator revealed a determined expression.

He formed a hand seal and chanted in a low voice, like the low roar of a demon.

As he chanted the incantation, the Heavenly Cultivator's aura gradually changed, and the light wheel behind his head gradually turned dark green.

He spread out his consciousness and floated into the distance.

He could sense that there was a dense Yin energy on the ground, and each Yin energy dot represented a ghost.

There were hundreds of millions of them in the Eastern Sea alone, not counting the numbers in other places.

There were five elements in heaven and earth, and there were five emperors in the human world.

The function of a Heavenly Emperor was to convert ghosts and eliminate Yin energy.

Although they could use violence to kill, they were ultimately unable to kill the huge population. People were dying at every moment, and ghosts were being born.

Even if the Heavenly Emperor were to guard it, there is nothing he could do

Ghosts had short lifespans. If there were no external conditions, they would only last forty-nine days. After forty-nine days, they would automatically dissipate.

However, there were too many ghosts, and most of them dissipated, leaving only Yin energy. This Yin energy was enough to supply the survival of other ghosts and gods.

The result was that the number of ghosts would accumulate. Great Yan had at least ten billion people, and the number of ghosts was at least several times that number.

The main reason was that the amount of Yin energy was too little.

Facing such a huge number, there was no complete solution.

They had no choice but to suppress the gathering places of ghosts and prevent them from affecting the real world. They also intercepted and killed the local wandering ghosts.

The number of ghosts would not increase by much, but not many people knew how strong they were. The number would definitely not be low.

If this continued, a few years later, there might be a Great Emperor of the Ghost Clan breaking out of the earth and overthrowing the stable rule of the Five Emperors.

The Yellow Emperor and the others were unwilling to see this.

Therefore, after the Five Emperors, there must be a Heavenly Emperor who controlled the ghosts of the netherworld.

The Celestial Cultivator was so brazen because he saw this.

Although now was not the time, he was extremely weak and had to transform into a ghost cultivator in advance.

As time passed, the halo behind Celestial Cultivator completely turned dark green.

Celestial Cultivator's corpse fell to the ground, and his eyes were wide open.

The ghost's appearance was similar to that of a Celestial Cultivator Immortal. It had a cold aura and a pale face. It should have suffered a lot of injuries.

However, at least there were no wounds, and the magic power that was consumed could be slowly recovered.

Celestial Cultivator coughed a few times, and his face became paler.

"It's time to replenish my Yuan Energy." His eyes were cold as he looked at the void. The emotions that he unintentionally revealed were shocking.

His Divine Sense flew out and scattered into the sky full of stars, drifting into the distance.

He wanted to gather everyone from the Myriad Immortals Archipelago.

After releasing the news, the Celestial Cultivator fled to the foot of the mountain.

The Dao Soldiers and masked subordinates discussed the earthquake.

"Lord Celestial Cultivator seems to be injured."

"Is that so? The five emperors personally took action?"

"It seems to be an expert from Hao Star."

The invincible Celestial Cultivator was injured, and it seemed that his injuries were not light. This made them feel unconfident and uncertain about their future.

The Dao Soldiers at the side knelt down and saluted.

"Greetings, Celestial Cultivator!" The people of the Myriad Immortals Archipelago half-knelt and saluted, including the Fire God.

Fire God looked at the Celestial Cultivator's voice and felt something was wrong. The Celestial Cultivator's temperament was different from before, but he could not tell what was different.

"Set up two bronze cauldrons where the earth qi is stagnant. Put purple gold on the left and red copper on the right." Celestial Cultivator did not bother with the formalities and directly assigned the tasks.

Everyone immediately got busy.

In less than a moment, everyone set up two big pots. The green flames melted the gold and copper wires. The Yin flames attached a Yin quality to the metal, containing an evil color.

"Now that you've finished refining, do you want to build a formation?" Fire God said.

"How many people are there here?" Celestial Cultivator didn't answer immediately. Instead, he looked around and said,

"Including the Dao Soldiers, there are more than three thousand of them."

"Very good." Celestial Cultivator nodded, and killing intent burst out from his eyes.

Celestial Cultivator's seven apertures crazily gushed out countless pitch-black demonic energy.

"Not good!" Fire God knew that something was wrong. In the next moment, he was enveloped by the demonic fog and lost consciousness.

The entire Daluo Island was shrouded in demonic fog. Those who touched the demonic fog immediately fainted. Those who fainted were thrown into two bronze cauldrons by the Celestial Cultivator. The melted golden copper had a strange blood-red color.

The blood essence of more than three thousand people made the bronze cauldron extremely evil. Green mist floated out of the cauldron's mouth and transformed into a ferocious and painful human face.

Celestial Cultivator stood in front of the copper cauldron and waited for a long time until the golden liquid had completely absorbed the blood essence.

The golden liquid and copper liquid flew into the sky, and the invisible force pulled them into golden and copper threads before they cooled down.

The copper threads were extremely thin, but they were not broken. Instead, it was connected to a line that was thousands of miles long.

The golden and copper threads were controlled by Celestial Cultivator's consciousness in the air, forming a complex talisman.

In the early stages, special flames were needed, followed by the heat of the refinement and the addition of additional materials. The blood sacrifice method was used. The higher the cultivation of the person who was sacrificed, the stronger the power of the array.

The final difficulty was to draw the outline of the talisman.

There could be no breakpoint. The tens of thousands of talismans could not affect each other, which showed how difficult it was.

For Celestial Cultivator, such an array formation was easily available at the tips of his fingertips.

The formation disappeared after it was completed, hiding in the dark.

Celestial Cultivator had issued the highest level of summoning order, and the vast majority of his allies would come.

There was no lack of God Rank cultivators among them. Adding on their disciples and grand disciples, there were probably more than 3,000 people.

Celestial Cultivator was very weak. If he let him escape, it would affect his next plan.

Thinking of this, Celestial Cultivator put on his mask.

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