Chapter 270 - 201: Four Sword Talismans

The next instant, the Mystic Turtle Sword Talisman trembled lightly and let out a clear, sonorous hum.

VMM!

His Essence Blood was instantly absorbed by the Sword Talisman, and a thick, gentle, life-filled warm current flowed back to him through his Divine Thought.

Qin Xuan felt as if he saw a boundless ocean where a Profound Turtle lay dormant on the seabed.

No matter how the seas turned to mulberry fields or epochs shifted.

I remain as steadfast as a mountain, my lifespan equal to the heavens.

An ancient voice, filled with the weight of ages, rang out in his sea of consciousness.

"For ten thousand years, my defense has been unbreakable. A master of defense moves above the Nine Heavens and hides in the depths of the Netherworld..."

"I am Xuan Ming. Since you seek longevity, you must inherit my Dao... Protect my True Spirit from fading and my Flesh Body from decay, and your lifespan shall be extended by eight thousand years!"

’An eight-thousand-year lifespan extension?!’

Qin Xuan was shaken to the core. The consequences of accepting this Sword Talisman far exceeded his expectations.

’And how am I supposed to know where your True Spirit and Flesh Body are? You’ve got to be kidding me!’

But the benefits of the Mystic Turtle Sword Talisman were tangible.

It had three wondrous uses: increasing one’s lifespan, resisting Thunder Tribulations, and nurturing one’s foundation.

The ability to increase one’s lifespan, in particular, was simply heaven-defying!

VMMMM—

The Mystic Turtle Sword Talisman transformed into a solid beam of black light, instantly sinking between Qin Xuan’s eyebrows and plunging straight into his Purple Mansion.

A warm and heavy power spread throughout him.

Qin Xuan could clearly feel the bottleneck on his lifespan slowly loosening as the very source of his life grew more profound and abundant.

Inside his Purple Mansion, a solid, illusory turtle shell slowly rotated, emitting a stable Dao Rhyme that seemed impervious to all techniques.

The commotion on his end finally attracted more attention.

Just then, perhaps because so many people were fighting over it, the Evil Qi of the rampaging Heaven-Burning Sword Talisman went berserk.

A stray wisp of black and red Demon Flame happened to sweep toward the corner where Qin Xuan stood.

The searing heat was enough to warp space itself.

"Watch out!" Ma Jingchuan’s expression changed slightly as he called out a warning.

Sunx Miao subconsciously stepped back, a hint of schadenfreude on his face.

Everyone assumed Qin Xuan would be reduced to ashes by the Demon Flame.

However, faced with this sudden, terrifying attack, Qin Xuan’s expression remained unchanged. He didn’t even move a single step.

With a slight nudge of his will, the illusory Turtle Shell Sword Talisman in his Purple Mansion flashed.

VMM!

A Sword Talisman in the shape of an Ink Jade Turtle Shield, covered in ancient and profound patterns, silently materialized before him.

The shield wasn’t large, but it seemed to seal off a section of the world.

BOOM!!

The Demon Flame slammed violently against the Turtle Shield Sword Talisman, creating a deafening, thunderous boom. The shockwave sent the surrounding bloody pulp flying dozens of feet into the air.

However, when the rampaging Heaven-Burning Demon Flame struck the Mystic Turtle Sword Talisman, it was like a clay ox entering the sea—it simply vanished without a trace.

Not even a trace of its scorching heat made it through.

Silence.

A dead silence!

Everyone froze, including the team leader, Xu Wenchang. They all stared wide-eyed at Qin Xuan in utter disbelief.

The sneer on Sunx Miao’s face froze. His jaw dropped, his expression a mask of pure astonishment.

"He... he took a direct hit from the Heaven-Burning Sword Talisman... and came out completely unscathed?"

a Demon Cultivator muttered, his voice hoarse.

Xu Wenchang took a deep breath, his eyes glinting sharply as he stared intently at Qin Xuan.

’The Mystic Turtle Sword Talisman... it’s actually that powerful?’

He could tell that the Turtle Shield’s defensive power far surpassed the Protective Spiritual Light of an ordinary Purple Mansion Realm Cultivator.

It might even approach the level of a Tier Four Golden Core Spirit Treasure!

’Doesn’t that mean the Mystic Turtle Sword Talisman is of an even higher grade than the Heaven-Burning Sword Talisman?!’

That was absurd. Three thousand years ago, the Heaven-Burning Red Sun Demon Monarch had been the Holy Sect’s most promising Nascent Soul Demon Monarch, the one with the best chance of reaching the Divinity Transformation realm.

In contrast, this obscure "Xuan Ming Longevity Turtle Demon Monarch" was someone no one had ever even heard of!

’The wondrous uses of the Mystic Turtle Sword Talisman don’t stop there.’

Xu Wenchang’s eyes grew deep. He could vaguely sense that after the Sword Talisman had entered Qin Xuan’s body, his vitality seemed to have become significantly more vast and vigorous.

Qin Xuan smiled. "Senior Brother Xu, you flatter me. I was just lucky enough to find a Sword Talisman that suits me."

Despite his words, countless scorching, greedy gazes now converged on Qin Xuan.