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Chapter 187: You're the Real Monster! (Make-up Release!)
Chapter 187: You’re the Real Monster! (Make-up Release!)
“Damnation!”
Ye Xingfeng’s eyes blazed with murderous intent as he realized he’d been flung tens of thousands of miles away in an instant. His fury wasn’t merely because Lv Yang had outmaneuvered him—it was the revelation of Lv Yang’s cultivation prowess that truly unnerved him.
“Foundation Building Mid-Stage?!”
To his knowledge, Lv Yang had only been cultivating for a century. To grasp a Life-Bound Divine Ability, accumulate Karmic Merit Fortune, and master both Celestial Vanguard and Terrestrial Sha within such a short time… it was staggering talent.
“But he’s still no match for me.”
As a sword cultivator, Ye Xingfeng’s judgment of strength was razor-sharp. He’d already deduced that Lv Yang lacked the means to counter his flying sword. Though the bastard had somehow sealed one strand of his sword’s divine essence, that was clearly his limit. The interference weakened Ye Xingfeng’s sword qi slightly—enough to banish him, but not to harm him. Defeat? Unthinkable.
His resolve hardened. This brat must die.
In the next heartbeat, Ye Xingfeng merged with his Sword Core and vanished toward Lv Yang, his Sword Teleportation Art rendering tens of thousands of miles trivial.
Meanwhile, on the Starry Sea…
Yanluo Patriarch eyed Lv Yang oddly. “Didn’t you say you wouldn’t evade his wrath?”
“Grandmaster, don’t misunderstand,” Lv Yang replied, his expression infuriatingly calm. “I merely spared him a temporary death. The time to settle this isn’t ripe yet.”
As he spoke, he first used the Ultimate Heaven Instrument to sever the Karmic Causality tethering him, then activated [Embrace Mountain] to conceal his aura. Following the invisible thread of Karmic Causality, he unleashed [Determine Kinship], piercing the void in a thunderclap-like disappearance.
Dozens of heartbeats later, sword light slashed through the sky.
“He ran?”
Ye Xingfeng’s face darkened. He immediately cast calculations to trace Lv Yang’s Karmic Causality—but this time, the results were blank.
Within a radiant burst of divine ability light, Lv Yang reappeared, Yanluo Patriarch behind him.
“You certainly know how to make an escape,” Yanluo mused.
“I’m not fleeing—I’m testing speed against him,” Lv Yang retorted earnestly. “And clearly, he’s no match.”
His solemn tone almost convinced Yanluo of the absurdity. “Where did you flee to?”
Lv Yang smirked. “I burned my remaining Karmic Merit Fortune to lock onto the [Avici Sword]’s Karmic Lands.”
He then resumed calculations. With the Ultimate Heaven Instrument aiding him and his deep Karmic Causality ties to the [Avici Sword], the truth unraveled effortlessly. As [Determine Kinship] concluded, divine light faded, revealing Lv Yang standing on an island bathed in a hazy crimson glow.
Beyond stretched eternal soul-devouring winds.
“This is… the Foundation Building Realm?!”
Lv Yang blinked. This was his first time encountering anything within the Foundation Building Realm besides the Dao Foundation itself. Who built an island here?
“This place is called the [Blood Demon Isle].”
Rubbing his fingers, he continued: “Every century, the [Blood Demon Isle] descends into the mortal world, consuming living beings to sustain its Array Art. Its creator? The original master of the [Avici Sword]—the Holy Sect’s late-stage Foundation Building True Monarch, the Blood Demon Monarch. His soul sleeps within. My task? Aid his reincarnation. …Wait, what the hell?!”
He froze mid-calculation.
The truth hit him: The Blood Demon Monarch’s karma was the linchpin.
“Back in his prime, this butcher slaughtered a celestial immortal during his travels,” Lv Yang muttered. “Heaven’s Punishment demanded he spend three lifetimes as livestock to atone.”
But the Blood Demon Monarch, nearing his third rebirth’s end, knew his time was short. Foundation Building cultivators rarely exceeded five lifetimes. Becoming livestock meant losing all cultivation, like the Subduing Dragon Arhat’s fate.
So he devised a cheat.
He sent the [Avici Sword] and [Three-Heaven Soul-Severing Gourd] back to the Holy Sect, then hid within the [Blood Demon Isle], severing the cycle of rebirth entirely.
In short: Refusing reincarnation.
But it was a temporary fix. Trapped in stasis, he became a vegetative husk—eternally delaying doom but never escaping it.
Hence, the [Avici Sword]’s Karmic Causality became the key.
The Blood Demon Monarch’s punishment couldn’t be lifted unless someone bearing his karma performed reincarnation rites. But how?
“Let me guess—I’m the scapegoat!” Lv Yang spat.
Every wielder of the [Avici Sword], upon entering the Blood Demon Isle, unknowingly had the Monarch’s Heaven’s Punishment siphoned onto them via Karmic Causality. Over centuries, the burden shifted entirely, freeing the Monarch to reincarnate unscathed and swiftly return to late-stage power.
That’s why past [Avici Sword] masters died violently—each inherited a share of the Monarch’s calamity, succumbing to Calamity Qi Obsession. The Holy Sect’s True Monarchs, realizing this, severed ties with the damned blade.
“You bastards!” Lv Yang trembled, enraged. He’d underestimated the Holy Sect’s depravity—this scheme was despicable. To trap fellow sect members deliberately?!
“These Holy Sect bastards… their hearts are blacker than hell!”
Compared to him—a paragon of virtue, a lotus blooming in mud—these men were monsters.
But then, he noticed something.
“The Heaven-Deceiving Method?!”
The Monarch had left behind the secret art to transfer Heaven’s Punishment through Karmic Causality. Any inheritor could decipher it!
Studying the technique, Lv Yang’s shock morphed into a grin. “Heh. Let me guess—you’re encouraging future victims to pass the burden to others? A pyramid scheme of heavenly torment?!”
A brilliant, evil idea sparked.
The Heaven-Deceiving Method worked by linking karma to treasures—transfer one’s punishment by passing the object onward. The interest compounded tenfold for the recipient.
Lv Yang’s eyes glinted. “Why not follow the Monarch’s advanced example? He built a [Blood Demon Isle]… I’ll create my own—freshly born, overflowing with treasures. Anyone who enters takes whatever they want.”
But taking the treasures meant inheriting his Karmic Causality.
“I’ll dump my Heaven’s Punishment onto them using this method,” he mused. “Let them tear each other apart for loot, consumed by Calamity Qi Obsession. Once they’re nearly dead and the survivors are crippled… I’ll emerge to slaughter the lot, reclaim the treasures, and profit handsomely. That Monarch was too conservative!”
Beside him, Yanluo Patriarch sighed, shaking his head. “Compared to you, the Blood Demon Monarch is practically a saint. You’re the real monster!”
(End of Chapter)
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