I Am Loaded with Passive Skills-Chapter 3200 - 1627: Star Puppet 30000000, The Ultimate Echo of Reverse Prohibition Reincarnation_3

Chapter 3200: Chapter 1627: Star Puppet 30000000, The Ultimate Echo of Reverse Prohibition Reincarnation_3

Man shapes his own destiny.

He who helps himself gets help from Heaven.

Dao Qiongcang’s will to survive is stronger than anyone else’s; he dislikes even the second-best fortune, let alone the worst.

With all his might, he makes every effort to ensure that everything he does will satisfy himself ten years later.

What he strives to fulfill is not to let the fortunes drawn be as close as possible to the best of the best.

Dao Qiongcang has two lots of tubes.

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One is for others to see, fair and just.

The other is for himself to see, where only the best of the best are allowed.

“Bazhun’an, come quickly…”

“Whatever your backup plan is, give me a sign, and I’ll return you a whole starry sky.”

…

“Huh?”

Despite countless defenses, illusions are hard to guard against.

Even if one’s mind is on constant alert and layered with magical defenses,

the fact remains that Cursed Yin is devil-possessed and in mental disarray.

In such a state, seemingly strong but hollow inside, when the Way of the Sword Disc from the ancient book lights up with the Great Path Pattern of the Fantasy Sword Technique’s Second World…

Cursed Yin loses his mind’s defenses!

“What is this?”

He saw an endless world.

Reason told Him, this is the Second World, where one must not get engrossed, be curious, nor should explore.

Objectively, layers upon layers of “fear” – the nightmare He’s been unwilling to face since His revival – rapidly evolved within this realm.

…

“Boom!”

As He idly rested upon His Divine Throne, a burly bald figure burst through the ground and shot up into the pitch-black sky.

Cursed Yin raised His brows with interest and looked on in this Thirty Three Heavens realm…

He had the assistance of the Di Ying Holy Plant of the World Tree.

He wielded the powers of life and death over all who tread the Divine Relics.

He was known as “Invincible”!

“I never thought someone could break through Ran Ming’s first stance.”

“Do there truly exist beings in this world who can ascend to the Feather Ascension Three Realms to witness their true name?”

Upon the Divine Throne, Cursed Yin lazily stretched and got up, His three heads and three eyes all together contemptuously gazing at that fellow standing out from the insignificant and vast sea of humanity:

“State your name.”

“As a reward, Cursed Yin will bestow upon you glory.”

…

“No—”

As the fiery giant, silent and burning, smashed the Ancestor God’s physique with a staff, Cursed Yin let out a heart-wrenching scream.

He grabbed the Di Ying Holy Plant to shield himself.

The Overlord shattered it with a strike.

He overturned the Divine Throne’s railings to guard himself.

The Overlord shattered it with a strike.

He gestured with His fingers…

The Overlord shattered it with a strike.

There were no fancy tricks, just pure exchange of “sacrifice” for strength, and then “venting” it.

Without a single unnecessary word.

Without giving any chance for negotiation or cooperation.

The Ancestor God didn’t lie… The Ancestor God’s word is a Divine Oracle, so why not speak…

Why, just attack?

“Divinity also!!!”

Cursed Yin couldn’t stand the humiliation any longer, wailing heartbreakingly.

Facing the final explosive beatdown from the Golden Crown Overlord in front of His own Soul Intent, He exploded in rage and opened His eyes, directly detonating the three Cursed Yin Eyes:

“Forbidden·Reverse Prohibition Reincarnation!”

…

“What kind of technique is this?”

Xu Xiaoshou slowly pulled out the Fourth Sword.

While this sword was delayed in its strike, originally waiting for the Second World to fully form before he could enter the sword and unleash various transformations.

But Cursed Yin was too much in the higher void, losing his mind halfway through.

In this process, he was able to glimpse bits of Cursed Yin’s fears from a divine perspective:

The unseen battle in the Thirty Three Heavens above!

An unexpected delight!

“Way of the Heavens…”

During the great battle, the Six Paths God’s fury, Xu Xiaoshou could see clearly.

After the Way of the Heavens opened, the mighty Raging Giant of the same height as the sky had already been demonstrated once atop Jade Capital City by The Divine’s virtual image.

Yet in battle, the Six Paths God’s fury was no match for the freshly resurrected Cursed Yin Evil God possessing the Ancestral God’s Body.

However, once the Four Sacrifice began, the power of “Sacrifice” gradually ignited the body of the Six Paths God, completely changing the tide of the battle.

The intensity of God’s fury, visible to the naked eye, was increasing dramatically.

Just moments ago, the seemingly invincible Cursed Yin Evil God, like the Jade Emperor encountering Monkey King, cursed that within the Thirty Three Heavens, there was no pillar to circle, no table to hide under.

Blown to pieces!

“Four Scarifice God’s fury—does its strength actually rival the power of an Ancestral God’s peak after being resurrected?”

“Doesn’t this mean the Four Scarifice God’s fury can now directly clash with a perfect Holy Emperor and fight on equal terms?”

No…

Xu Xiaoshou soon regained his composure.

God’s fury had mentioned the Four Sacrifice could only be initiated in the presence of Divine Relics because the rules here were on a higher level.

If unleashed on the Shengshen Continent, it would mean certain death.

Not to mention, if compared to the five great aristocratic families of the Holy Emperor, who have an endless number of trump cards, they may have methods to counter it.

But the Cursed Yin at that moment had truly no way out!

Yet when the Forbidden· Reverse Prohibition Reincarnation technique exploded, Xu Xiaoshou saw with alarm that Cursed Yin’s Soul Intent became hazy on the spot.

The next second, Xu Xiaoshou experienced the indescribable. His eyes burst, his Perception jumbled, and vaguely he only remembered seeing a beam of purple evil light descending from the sky; the subsequent imagery…

Gone.

Completely gone from memory.

“Ancestral God!”

Not remembering doesn’t mean gaining no information.

Xu Xiaoshou was horrified, that instant surely Cursed Yin through some method, obtained the peak power of its era?

All of it?

One-tenth, one-third?

One in ten thousand, one in a hundred thousand?

Unknown…

The cost of Cursed Yin’s using that technique, its consequence, its limitations… also unknown!

The only certainty was that the Four Scarifice God’s fury couldn’t win. The outcome was a defeat, eventually trapped in the Thirty Three Heavens.

During the lengthy period of “Self-Imprisonment,” the Thirty Three Heavens and the lower world didn’t interfere with each other, until Dao Qiongcang’s Great God Descending Technique brought God’s fury back to the Lower Realm.

“Dogs in desperation will jump over walls!”

“No! It’s biting!”

Xu Xiaoshou tried hard to maintain the Second World within this sword, but chills ran up his spine.

He didn’t dare to guarantee that if Cursed Yin could still unleash that technique, even if he invoked the Four Sacrifice, he could survive like The Divine.

“Bazhun’an…”

The Xu Xiaoshou who still thought of slaying Cursed Yin by his own might, completely killed off his playful and carefree spirit.

Little brat!

I need you!

Come and block the arrows for me!

I’m okay handling the offense, just help me withstand that one secret technique, hurry over!

The ancient book slowly unfolded beneath his feet.

In his thoughts, the phantom of the ancient book world remained indifferent.

The status of Dao Qiongcang’s God Summoning Ceremony was unknown; it seemed he could not be called through the Second World, unable to summon the youthful and frivolous Bazhun’an.

Xu Xiaoshou slowly swung out his sword, his heart sinking bit by bit.

It seems like I’m the one attacking, or am I just seeking my own death?

He didn’t even want to fight Cursed Yin anymore, he sent a fragment of his mind transforming it into a giant palm strike towards the white-robed swordsman still playing god and devil within the world of ancient books.

“Eight-fingered Wastrel, wake up!”

“My name is Sword Deity Hua! I’m giving you face; don’t force me to drink as punishment!”

…

Drip, drip, drip!

In the starry sky, the Heavenly Mechanism Puppet exuding the aura of the Angry Immortal Buddha Sword suddenly emitted an “alert.”

But the next moment, sword energy arose from its body, utterly tearing it to shreds.

With a flash of silver light, the source of the attack disappeared.

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In the Divine Relics, under the invisible state, the eyes of Hallmaster Dao turned blood-red, glaring with the hunger of a mad dog starved for thirty years.

With just a thought,

The three million mad dog army among the stars turned around and pounced towards the vanishing point of the sword cognition aura.

“Thinking of running?”

“Not even a chance!”