Black lines suddenly flickered and spread across Qin Xuan’s body.
The moment these markings appeared, Qin Xuan frowned. A burning sensation washed over him, and a cold, sinister aura swirled around his frame. These black lines were actively draining his cultivation. It was as if a bottomless abyss had opened up, greedily devouring his essence. An ordinary Xuanji Realm cultivator would have been drained into a husk in less than half a day under such a frenzied assault.
However, Qin Xuan’s cultivation was far beyond that of a typical Xuanji Realm practitioner. The suppression of the golden phantom within him, combined with the boundless spiritual energy stored inside the Hongmeng Pagoda, provided him with the foundation to contest these dark markings.
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