"Hao Cang, thank you for your efforts this time!"
He Pingsheng looked at Hao Cang and promised him, "If an opportunity comes in the future, I'll help you remove your karmic burden at the first chance!"
"No need to trouble yourself. Your affairs are my affairs, young master. This little karmic burden of mine is nothing. It won't affect my cultivation!"
"Look!" As he spoke, Hao Cang even bared his back.
He Pingsheng saw that nearly the fellow's entire back was covered in a faint red glow of the Light of Karmic Burden.
"Huh..." He Pingsheng said. "You have this much Light of Karmic Burden on you?"
"Yes," Hao Cang said. "In the past, to improve my cultivation and heal my injuries, I killed quite a few human cultivators and devoured their nascent souls!"
"This karmic burden all accumulated back then!"
He Pingsheng knew about this as well. That time, Hao Cang had been trying to kill He Pingsheng for his nascent soul, only for He Pingsheng to turn the tables, take control of him, and make him his servant.
"All right, you may go!"
He Pingsheng waved a hand.
Hao Cang left.
Hao Cang had just claimed that the Light of Karmic Burden on his back did not affect his cultivation, but that was impossible.
It certainly had an effect.
Covering the surface of the body, the Light of Karmic Burden could not only block immortal spirit energy from entering from outside, but also prevent the body from comprehending Daoist laws and breaking through Dao obstacles.
For someone like Hao Cang, whose entire back was covered in the Light of Karmic Burden, his cultivation efficiency would certainly be greatly reduced.
He could not exert his full capabilities.
That raised a question: how could the Light of Karmic Burden be