"The little Taoist priest once told me about the current distribution of power in the Three Realms. I didn't expect the situation to be so chaotic. Fortunately, Chi You has been sealed, so it should be fine for the time being." The remnant soul of Xuanyuan said after thinking for a while.
"It may not be a problem. I suspect that the demons are secretly instigating the confrontation among the factions in the Three Realms. Some time ago, they instigated the Qingqiu fox tribe to attack Chang'an City, which almost destroyed the capital of the Tang Dynasty. Moreover, because of this incident, the already chaotic Three Realms have become even more turbulent, and there is a tendency for them to attack each other." Shen Luo said worriedly.
"This is indeed the demon clan's style of action, confusing the enemy's eyes and carrying out real actions in secret." Xuanyuan Canhun said with a smile.
"What you said is true, senior. I have conducted a secret investigation based on this and found that many remnants of the demon clan are secretly acting. Some time ago, they were collecting Chi You's natal magic weapon, and recently they have been plotting to seize the Well of Gods and Demons. Their purpose is unknown. Now, among the three realms, if there is anyone who knows the demon clan best, it must be you, Senior Xuanyuan. In your opinion, what exactly are the demon clan planning?" Shen Luo asked.
"Collecting Chi You's natal magic weapon... Is this true? Have you ever seen the real thing?" Xuanyuan Canhun's face darkened and asked.
"Of course I dare not deceive you, Senior. I have seen three of Chi You's natal magic weapons. One is a blood-colored bone staff in the Black Abyss Cave in the Boundless Sand Sea. Another is a blood-colored bone flute in the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea. The last one is a blood-colored claw in the Cangqiong Secret Realm. I took it away..." Shen Luo briefly described the situation of the three magic weapons.
"Do you have that claw with you? Let me see it quickly." Xuanyuan's remnant soul said with an urgent tone.
"Yes, please take a look, senior." Shen Luo flipped his hand and took out the bloody claw.
The remnant soul of Xuanyuan grabbed the void with one hand and took the claw into his hand. He just took a look at it and his expression became extremely solemn. He rubbed and tapped it lightly with his fingers, very carefully.
After a moment, he pointed a finger at the claw thorn, and a ray of black light shot out from his fingertips and injected into the claw thorn.
Boom!
The blood-colored claws made a loud noise like muffled thunder, and a thick blood-red demonic energy burst out from it, instantly flooding the surrounding area of dozens of feet.
Countless blood-colored whirlpools of varying sizes also emerged within the demonic energy, spinning rapidly, howling strangely, and madly devouring the nearby vitality.
Shen Luo and the other two only felt that the magic power in their bodies was rushing out and was sucked away by the bloody vortex.
Shen Luo was startled and quickly activated the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic. He opened his arms and a dazzling green light shot out from his hands, instantly protecting himself, Nie Caizhu, the Mirror Demon, and the remaining soul of Xuanyuan.
The Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic and Chiyou's Martial Arts are each other's nemesis, and they also have a restraining effect on other magical powers of the demons. The rate at which the mana loss of several people was slowed down by more than half.
"It is indeed the Ten Directions Demonic Prison!" Xuanyuan's remnant soul ignored Shen Luo, looking at the blood-colored whirlpool around him and muttered.
After saying this, he made some gestures and pointed it out again.
The bloody evil spirit on the claws quickly dissipated, and the surrounding bloody vortex disappeared along with it, and the hall soon returned to peace.
The remaining soul of Xuanyuan looked at the bloody claws with an extremely solemn expression.
"Senior, is there any problem with this blood-colored claw thorn?" Shen Luo asked hurriedly when he saw this.
The remnant soul of Xuanyuan did not say anything. He pinched his five fingers and drew a signal. A thick golden lightning bolt shot out from the dark gold refining furnace beside the stone table. It was the Xuanyuan divine thunder.