Chapter 273 - 202: The Fall of a True Monarch

A violent will, filled with resentment and baleful energy, erupted with a ROAR!

"Hah... Profound Turtle... new master... Since you have inherited the talisman, you must repay my karmic debt!"

A vague, enormous, blood-red demonic figure suddenly roared within Qin Xuan’s sea of consciousness.

The terrifying pressure threatened to blow his head apart.

Qin Xuan understood immediately. ’A karmic backlash from the Giant Spirit Blood Demon!’

’But I’m only in the Purple Mansion Realm! Why is it happening now?!’

He looked into his sea of consciousness and saw a demonic figure with a savage appearance and muscles like knotted roots. Its body was entwined with shattered golden chains.

’Who else could it be but the Giant Spirit Blood Demon, who had perished in battle?!’

PTUI!

Caught completely off guard, Qin Xuan felt his Divine Soul being pierced by thousands of steel needles. He coughed up a mouthful of Essence Blood, and his face turned deathly pale.

’What a powerful backlash!’

The Mystic Turtle Sword Talisman worked frantically to heal him, but it was difficult to suppress the corrosion of the demonic will.

The Spiritual Qi around Qin Xuan fell into disarray.

Even the nascent form of the *Demon Slayer* Sword Talisman he had just begun to condense wavered, on the verge of dissipating completely.

"After twenty years, you are still as weak as an ant! You’ve killed nothing but a mere handful from the Profound Cliff Du Family... With this, how can you possibly bear the weight of my karmic debt!"

The Giant Spirit Blood Demon roared in fury, seeming as if it would devour Qin Xuan whole.

"Elder Jiling, it is not that I am unwilling to repay this karmic debt..."

Qin Xuan endured the excruciating pain and said, "The truth is, my Cultivation is simply too low. I am only at the Purple Mansion Realm, while the Profound Cliff Du Family is a Golden Core Family with a thousand-year history. I have yet to even touch the threshold of the Golden Core Realm, so how could I possibly... avenge you?"

Withstanding the force of the backlash, his face pale, Qin Xuan revealed his Cultivation.

The rampaging demonic figure faltered for a moment.

"Purple Mansion... Hasn’t achieved Core Formation..."

Although the Giant Spirit Blood Demon’s remnant consciousness was chaotic and violent, it still possessed a sliver of basic logic.

Sensing that Qin Xuan’s Demonic Essence fluctuations were indeed only at the Purple Mansion Realm, its violent intent eased somewhat.

The core of its lingering obsession was revenge: the annihilation of the Profound Cliff Du Family.

It was not to destroy a useless minor cultivator from the Purple Mansion Realm.

"Trash..."

The demonic figure roared, but the soul-rending force abated.

Qin Xuan’s eyes darted, and he immediately seized the opportunity.

’Maybe I can squeeze some more benefits out of this!’

"Elder, though I am weak, I am willing to swear a Heart Demon Oath. If by some miracle I achieve Core Formation within one hundred years, I will immediately head to Daqian to repay this karmic debt!"

"However, I am currently surrounded by wolves in the Holy Sect... I wonder if you, Elder, could grant me some assistance? If you would restrain your thunderous wrath for now and help me overcome this trial, I can reach the Golden Core Realm sooner. Only then can I truly be of service to you!"

’Qin Xuan was gambling. He was betting that the Giant Spirit Blood Demon’s remnant consciousness was just trying to intimidate him and wouldn’t actually kill him.’

’Otherwise, he wouldn’t still be standing here in one piece.’

A long moment of silence passed.

The pressure within his Purple Mansion suddenly receded.

The demonic figure let out a deep, muffled growl. "A Heart Demon Oath... and the Golden Core Dao Fire... Remember your promise, you ant..."

A stream of information containing fragments of the Giant Spirit Blood Demon’s memories surged into Qin Xuan’s Divine Sense.

The place where the Molten Gold and Split Fire True Monarch had fallen!

Qin Xuan’s eyes lit up. It was a set of ancient map coordinates.

They pointed to a Secret Realm where one could condense the Golden Core Dao Fire, and included some of the Secret Techniques needed to open its Restrictions.

"If you dare deceive me... even with this mere sliver of my consciousness, I can incite the myriad weapons of the Sword Tomb and condemn you to eternal damnation!"

The Giant Spirit Blood Demon’s remnant consciousness shrieked.

The demonic light dimmed, and the terrifying force of the backlash receded like the tide.

Qin Xuan was drenched in a cold sweat.

He closed his eyes and looked inward. The karmic brand on the Golden-Breaking Blood Talisman had not vanished; it had merely gone dormant for the time being.

The information about the Secret Realm, however, was clearly imprinted in his mind.

’The Molten Gold and Split Fire Secret Realm, the Giant Spirit Blood Demon’s karmic debt... This is a huge win! Totally worth it!’

A look of delight spread across Qin Xuan’s face. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and used the Vitality from the Mystic Turtle Sword Talisman to quickly stabilize his breathing.

Once his Demonic Essence had stabilized, he opened the three Storage Pouches.

In an instant, a demonic light surged forth.

Qin Xuan was overjoyed. "Hahaha! This is more than enough Spirit Stones for me to set up the ritual altar!"

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