Neither girl said anything. Nalan Mingyue had long suspected the history of the human race and had already expected this answer.
Concubine Qiong always had a sneer on her face. Even if Qin Fan gave this answer, it seemed that she could not be satisfied.
In other words, her impression of the human race has long been ingrained.
"Concubine Qiong, now that the truth is clear, I am ready to clear up the grievances of the demon clan. Do you have any suggestions?" Qin Fan wants a complete truce between the two clans.
Concubine Qiong sneered: "Truce? Stop dreaming. Even if you tell the truth, those despicable human races will not believe it. They will only stubbornly believe that their human race has always been noble."
Qin Fan did not argue with her and said, "How will you know if you don't try."
Concubine Qiong said: "Okay, if you can help the demon clan wash away their grievances, I will agree to a truce with the human clan."
"It's a deal." Qin Fan agreed, because it was time for the world to know the true face of the temple.
After reaching an agreement, Qin Fan looked at the Demon King Sword suspended in the air.
"Although this sword has been destroyed by the gods, the spiritual essence has been almost repaired. I want to take it away."
After speaking, he looked at Concubine Qiong to see what she meant.
Concubine Qiong said: "This sword has been given to you, and it is up to you to do with it as you wish. But now, can you let me go first?"
"I'm sorry." Qin Fan apologized with a smile and reached out to untie the restraints on Concubine Qiong.
Just as he was able to move, Concubine Qiong slapped Qin Fan in the face.
Qin Fan had already expected it, and turned slightly to avoid the palm, keeping a safe distance of seven or eight meters from Concubine Qiong.
Qin Fan smiled and said: "Your Highness, I have offended you many times before, but I had no choice but to forgive you!"
Concubine Qiong rolled her eyes at him: "Humph, I'll write down this account for you first. If you fail to help the demon tribe wash away their grievances, I'll settle the account with you when I come back."
After saying that, she turned around and walked out, ignoring Qin Fan.
When she reached the stone steps, she left a cold message: "With the Demon King's Sword in hand, the demon clan will not make things difficult for you, just do what you want!"
"Understood." Qin Fan replied, turning to look at the Demon King Sword carefully.
Nalan Mingyue glanced at Concubine Qiong's disappearing figure and said curiously: "This demon princess actually trusts us so much."
Qin Fan smiled and said: "Don't worry about us? Haha, she is just afraid of being harmed by the big formation."
"This Demon King Sword is not easy to take away!"
Nalan Mingyue looked around carefully, her peerless face gradually becoming solemn: "Is this the mother-child array?"
Qin Fan said: "You can call him that, but I prefer to call him Twin Formation!"
"The big formation nests within the small formation, and the small formation feeds back the big formation. One move affects the whole body. It is extremely powerful. If you are not careful, the formation will be destroyed and everyone will be killed."
Nalan Mingyue said angrily: "This demon princess, I thought she was generous once, but it turned out that she escaped in advance."
"What should I do? Are you sure you can break the formation?"
Qin Fan touched his chin and thought for a while: "Although the twin formations are a bit troublesome, I haven't taken them seriously yet. It's just that the spiritual veins are a bit difficult to deal with."
"This is the bottom of the Blood Lake, and the spiritual liquid above has accumulated for thousands of years. It not only contains a large amount of spiritual power, but also a very terrifying evil spirit."
"Besides the twin formations, there is a large repair formation. Once there is a problem with the repair formation, the spiritual liquid above containing infinite evil energy will immediately flood the place. Even I will have a hard time escaping."
Nalan Mingyue's face changed: "This is too difficult. She is not giving it to you. She is clearly trying to trick you. Don't want this sword anymore. Go and settle the score with the demon princess."
With that said, Nalan Mingyue was about to leave.
Qin Fan said: "Don't worry, I have a way. This sword is of great use to me, I can't give up."
Qin Fan crossed his arms and circled the Demon King Sword twice.
"The repair formation seems to be relatively stable. If we find a magic weapon to replace the Demon King Sword, we may be able to solve the problem perfectly, and there is no need to break the twin formations at all."
Qin Fan searched for a while in the storage ring and finally found a suitable item.
It was the Suzaku Yue snatched from the Holy Envoy.
Items that can replace the Demon King's Sword are definitely not ordinary magical weapons, but high-grade spiritual weapons like the Suzaku Yue can last for a period of time.
Of course, the Vermilion Bird Yue is still not comparable to the Immortal Weapon. After a period of time, it may be overloaded and this place will be destroyed.
However, Qin Fan had already left by then, so he only needed to remind the people from the demon clan not to come near this place.
"It's just a pity that a high-grade spiritual weapon is missing."
Qin Fan did what he said, broke the magic circle, replaced the Demon King Sword with the Suzaku Yue, and successfully took out the Demon King Sword.
"Walk!"
As soon as he got it in his hand, Qin Fan felt the powerful spiritual essence of the Demon King Sword. Compared with other famous swords he had refined, the spiritual essence of this sword was equal to the sum of the other famous swords.
Qin Fan was overjoyed: The Demon King Sword is far more powerful than I expected. This time it may be possible to break through to the realm of the human sword.
He is now in the late stage of sword-controlling realm, and he has a vague feeling of breaking through to the Great Perfection.
Maybe a pill can make Qin Fan break through to Dzogchen, but he won't do that.
Although he spent all his cultivation to transform from Immortal Emperor to mortal before returning to the Earth Star, this was not a bad thing for him.
As the saying goes, break and then stand; if you don't break, you won't stand. This time, Qin Fan can make up for the many shortcomings in the past and cultivate each realm to the strongest state, so that he can go further in the future.
Soon, the two left the Demon King's Tomb, but Qin Fan was not in a hurry to leave.
Now, although I don't know what is going on in the wilderness, it is estimated that the temple has started to hunt him down.
At present, the temple is still the controller behind the human race. If they return to the human race rashly, there may be many dangers.
It would be better to refine the Demon King Sword here.
If he could raise his strength to the level of human sword, Qin Fan would be able to fight even if he met the Holy Envoy again.
Qin Fan set up a defensive array not far from the Blood Lake and began to refine the Demon King Sword.
Nalan Mingyue sat down on a mound not far away to protect Qin Fan.
At this moment, the sun is about to set, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the entire valley, as if it has covered the valley with a holy coat.
The two-meter-long Demon King Sword was suspended in front of Qin Fan. There was a halo of light flowing around the sword, and from time to time there were patterns of stars, disillusionment, and the birth and fall of all things.
Qin Fan didn't know what type of spirit the Demon King Sword contained. With his level of cultivation, it was simply impossible to refine the immortal weapon.
However, fortunately, the god in the Demon King's Sword had died, giving him a chance.
"The weapon used by a powerful person who is likely to be in the realm of gods, the spiritual energy on it may be as big as the vast ocean, so you must be careful."
Qin Fan stretched out a finger and gently touched the blade of the Demon King Sword.
In an instant, Qin Fan opened his eyes wide, as if he was suddenly struck by lightning.
A terrifying force quickly traveled through his meridians along his fingers, destroying everything in its path, and his own strength could not compete with it.
puff!
A stream of blood shot out from Qin Fan's shoulder. The power entered from his fingers and instantly penetrated the shoulder and rushed out.
With a scoff, the void was like a piece of rag, torn apart by the force, and finally submerged into the void.
