I Am Loaded with Passive Skills-Chapter 3185 - 1622: 3 void attacks cause Cursed Yin to weaken, the Sword Observation Manual desires to summon Godhood_3

Chapter 3185 -1622: 3 void attacks cause Cursed Yin to weaken, the Sword Observation Manual desires to summon Godhood_3

“Bazhun’an…”

Swish.

The thoughts are settled.

In the Spiritual Library Division, Elder Sang sighs leisurely, unveiling a scene where as a hidden great figure, Sleeveless Saint Servant, and a veteran from the Spiritual Cultivators, he puts pressure on a fledgling young man naive to the ways of the world.

That sigh spoke of “three breaths for innate stage, three years for Sword Deity,” staying fresh in memory until now:

“Do you know what true genius is?”

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“Still haven’t realized?”

Under the Spirit Rhinoceros Technique, Dao Qiongcang appeared impatient.

Clearly, the battle made him transform from a composed, secretive mystic into an outspoken chatterbox.

He communicated briskly:

“Kui Leihan can’t enter, can’t save the child, and won’t easily give up… Forced entry won’t succeed, and knowing you and I are here, he can only go seek help. Who would it be?”

“The way Abyss Island and the Divine Relics exist is similar, mastering the secondary plane door, might just allow through the Abyss Island Spirit, breaking the Cursed Yin’s blockade, opening a crack to the Divine Relics… And the only one who had some past connections and the strength to be recognized by Kui Leihan is this one!”

Bazhun’an!

Xu Xiaoshou falls silent.

He is not shocked that the Eight-fingered Wastrel could still be held in such regard.

But that Elder Dao’s guesses are completely accurate, as he himself had secretly met Bazhun’an through the secondary plane door—this path, he deduced by reverse reasoning.

“But Bazhun’an can’t come in!” Dao Qiongcang is very certain, “Even if he did come, he’d be useless!”

Then why mention him?

Xu Xiaoshou did not interrupt the fellow’s complaints, and soon heard him reason out the crux:

“Since Bazhun’an chose you, he won’t let you die, from the beginning to the end.”

“He has no direct disciples, but has a named disciple Xiao Kongtong, his ‘fall’ thirty years ago, no one found the ‘Sword Observation Manual’ he created…”

A chill runs through Xu Xiaoshou’s heart.

“Fringe Moon Immortal City comparable to the ancient Burial Sword Tomb in thirty years, what a joke?”

“Xiao Kongtong advanced smoothly without encountering danger; even when I was Hallmaster, I never provoked him, the contingency Bazhun’an left him was never needed.”

“So, on whom?”

On me…?

Xu Xiaoshou feels his scalp tingle, reflecting inwardly.

The ancient book “Sword Observation Manual” rustles its pages, faintly, it seems an indistinct face of a white-clothed youth is about to approach.

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Yes, there is such a person!

From the first sword observation of the “Sword Observation Manual”, the book’s Sword Will materialized such a person!

A younger version of Bazhun’an.

At that time I thought it was an illusion, meant to pass down the sword cognition.

Dao Qiongcang rapid-fires:

“The current Bazhun’an is useless.”

“But the Bazhun’an who created the sword cognition, the ‘Sword Observation Manual’, he… he is a god.”

Dao Qiongcang can’t be bothered to use other adjectives to euphemistically describe it, after all the real person isn’t present, he continues:

“Don’t tell me you don’t have the ‘Sword Observation Manual’ on you, or that you haven’t seen the contingency he left for you.”

“Search carefully, it must be there, sword cognition, Sword Will, or even the Fourth Sword will do, just look, even if there are limitations, the power he left isn’t complete…”

“I have it!” Xu Xiaoshou is no longer silent, his voice firm as iron.

Dao Qiongcang shows joy, “Please bring it out!”

“I don’t know how to summon it…” Xu Xiaoshou tries, and it really seems just like an illusion, utterly unsummonable, as fake as can be.

Spirit Rhinoceros Technique stops.

His mind quiets significantly.

Obviously, Dao Qiongcang’s mindset is affected, “Don’t joke around…”

“I’m really not joking.”

As soon as he finishes speaking, Dao Qiongcang makes a decision: “Since it’s not for your use, then it must be for him to use, maybe just like Cao Yihan, as soon as you wield the sword, he might be able to come over.”

Kui Leihan?

A virtual image?

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“Last time I encountered Demi-Saint Zang… Elder Sang’s voice indeed emitted from inside my body,” Xu Xiaoshou almost reveals a big secret.

“Demi-Saint Zang… a person?”

Well, it’s already exposed.

This former Hallmaster doesn’t mind, saying: “Then that means he can monitor you through this power…”

“Damn it.”

“Draw your sword!”

“Ah?”

“Now, come over, draw your sword!”

The topic shifts too quickly, Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t react for a moment, until Elder Dao the Flamboyant repeats it again.

Not mistaken.

It’s back to the battlefield, to strike at Cursed Yin with the sword!

How to strike, what sword to use, what will happen after the sword is drawn, aren’t the Divine Relics sealed, even if the Eight-fingered Wastrel really could come what could he possibly do…

Xu Xiaoshou is full of questions.

“Don’t ask! Come over!”

The Spirit Rhinoceros Technique flashed, swallowing all doubts back inside.

Xu Xiaoshou lowered his head.

Cao Erzhu’s soul body seemed to sense something.

Just a glance back, when he saw the fervent heat dancing in Brother Shou’s eyes, he understood.

His entire soul body, seemingly began to burn, the youthful power of boiling blood pushed open his mouth:

“…”

There was no sound in the spatial fragment.

Xu Xiaoshou seemed to hear that shout.

…

“Boom!”

A blue storm swept across the entire field of vision.

The moment Xu Xiaoshou returned from the spatial fragment, the first thing he saw was the blood-covered Wangze Holy Emperor.

Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang was in an even worse state, his body shattered, not a single piece of flesh was intact, and even one of his arms was broken.

Cao Erzhu’s blood ran cold on the spot.

My voice…

“Draw your sword!”

No longer using Spirit Rhinoceros Technique.

From afar, Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang roared, his voice somewhat hoarse.

Cursed Yin Evil God’s three eyes slanted, the devilish energy clearly visible within.

Clearly seeing his own return, yet all three heads shook simultaneously, three mouths turned up in disdain:

“Delayed half a day for just this?”

Information Bar jumped.

“Mocked, Passive Points, +1.”

“Ignored, Passive Points, +1.”

Ignoring me…

You dare, Cursed Yin Evil God!

I, a king, return and you dare ignore me?

Is this “Pride Void”? You’re phasing too quickly, aren’t you?

Just a moment ago it wasn’t like this, Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang was serving you… hey… had fun hitting?

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Gurgle!

A swallow moved in this throat.

Xu Xiaoshou pulled out Hidden Bitter, put down and drew Flame Python, then switched back to the Fourth Sword.

You might be meeting your old owner soon…

“How to draw the sword?”

He asked again in his mind using Spirit Rhinoceros Technique.

This ancient swordsman, who mastered 80% of the Way of the Sword Disc, finally asked such an outlandish question to an outsider of Ancient Sword Technique.

No helping it, Xu Xiaoshou was genuinely lost now, completely clueless about Hallmaster Dao Qiongcang’s plan.

I’ll take command of the battle.

I know nothing.

Is this what it feels like to be used as a pawn from a god’s perspective?

“I don’t know!”

Dao Qiongcang replied with righteous indignation: “Understand the Great God Descending Technique, right?”

Yes, I do.

Inviting gods.

Same as you.

If you can’t beat them, invite Eighth.

If Eighth isn’t enough, invite Little Eight.

“Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom…”

The storm exploded beside his ear, but couldn’t shatter Xu Xiaoshou’s body, only blowing his robe energetically, tossing his long black hair high.

Buzz!

The Way of the Sword Disc was stepped on.

The Fourth Sword was lifted diagonally at Cursed Yin.

Since it’s time to draw the sword, then use everything related to swords, forget the rest!

Cursed Yin turned his head momentarily during a gap, replying with three smirk, showing even more disdain.

“Scorned, Passive Points, +1.”

Lost in the storm, Xu Xiaoshou felt a surge of rage from within, but he was directionless, unsure of which sword technique to ignite next.

“Is this the right approach?”

“Should be correct to invite like this, right?”

“But what about the next step, the Divine Relics are all sealed, his sword is hidden, he can’t fly, how will he get here?”

Passing these thoughts via Spirit Rhinoceros Technique, the anxiety was truly hard to hide.

Soon, a frantic voice from Dao Qiongcang came in reply:

“You ask me, who should I ask?”

“Focus on drawing the sword, Bazhun’an will come over, the rest… the ceremony, I’ll prepare!”