I Have Awakened The Deduction System

He Chuan was like a shot of cardiac stimulant. While everyone was overjoyed, they also saw hope for the future.

This was something that had never happened before.

At this moment, the haze over the entire capital city had dissipated.

The experts of the Zhou Dynasty were also shocked. This powerful aura was definitely not the aura of The White Tiger Saint, Meng Ao. As saint cutivators, they were very sensitive to such auras.

Now that the Zhou Dynasty had a saint cultivator, it was simply too shocking.

“This is so praiseworthy! He Chuan! I’ve been waiting for you for a long time! If you are willing to become a member of the Xiongnu people, I will spare these people’s lives from the Great Zhou Dynasty!” Meng Ao said calmly as he sat in the carriage.

“I’m afraid I’m no longer fit to be a member of the grasslands. You’ve killed too many people of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I’m not going to forgive you,” He Chuan shook his head and sighed.

“This is not a big deal. As long as you are willing to let go of your hatred, the whole world will still be ours!” Meng Ao smiled.

He Chuan, on the other hand, could vaguely feel a hint of killing intent.

This killing intent was extremely obscure. If He Chuan’s cultivation hadn’t increased, it would have been difficult to sense it.

What a glib tongue!

“B*stard, why The White Tiger Saint need to kill you himself? I’m enough to kill you!” The brawny man Meng Ao said.

He was now at the peak of the ninth-rank saint cultivation realm, only one step away from the mortal realm.

He Chuan lowered his head and took a sip of tea. The sword on Qin Yuntian’s waist suddenly appeared in his hand, and he slashed at Meng Tian, who had just entered the capital.

Since there was a bird that stood out, he didn’t mind getting rid of it first.

“Swish!” A blazing sun suddenly appeared three meters above Meng Tian’s head. It shot out a dazzling white light and emitted a strong heat. The surroundings were instantly baked. The scorching sun was as large as a wheel, its radiance reaching far into the sky. It illuminated Meng Ao, He Chuan, and the entire capital city. It was so bright that Qin Yuntian could not open his eyes.

In front of the scorching sun, the sword in He Chuan’s hand seemed insignificant. Meng Tian’s eyes glowed with anger as she was about to roar. He had never expected He Chuan to be the first to attack. He had been prepared to make the first move. As soon as he made a move, the eighteen saint cultivators of The White Tiger Palace would rush in to help, and He Chuan would die without a doubt. He didn’t expect to be one step late and for He Chuan to beat him to it.

The sword silently streaked across the scorching sun and the space between his eyebrows. It was like a hot knife cutting through butter, and everything was silent. The blazing sun disappeared. The entire capital became dark.

He Chuan opened his eyes and looked at Meng Ao, who was tongue-tied and wanted to roar but couldn’t make a sound. Meng Tian’s face was filled with unwillingness and anger. His eyes were wide open, and the divine light in his eyes had been extinguished. He had turned into an angry Vajra statue.

This was a statue with an imposing aura. Although it was still, it gave people the feeling that it was channeling its power to launch an attack containing a strong impact. He Chuan suddenly disappeared.

He suddenly disappeared. When the eighteen saint cultivators of The White Tiger Palace climbed over the city walls and rushed into the city. All they saw was Meng Tian, who was motionless.