With a flip of his wrist, Dugu Hong produced an ancient-looking tome in his palm.
Qin Xuan's breath caught, and his heart began to pound.
Thunder Arcs flickered across the ancient tome. Inscribed upon it were the words: *Divine Blood Refining True Sword Scripture: Purple Mansion Chapter*!
A few drops of sinister, purple-black blood stained its pages, emanating a vast, murderous aura.
Yet, even that paled in comparison to the tome's own tyrannical, ferocious power—an aura that could slay gods and buddhas!
The young Dugu Hong spoke. "This is a Godslayer inheritance, left behind by an ancestor of our Holy Sect. Stay here and study it for the next few days. It will be of great benefit when you ascend to the 2,000th step to battle Xiao Weizhen."
"Xiao Weizhen?" Qin Xuan faltered.
He lifted his head and saw an ethereal, indistinct figure standing on the tenth Star Platform, radiating an aura of profound loneliness.
