I Am Loaded with Passive Skills-Chapter 4362 - 2026: Hao Yue_3

"Die!"

He summoned the Extinguishing Dao Profound Ruler, threw it out directly, and instantly smashed Xu Xiaoshou to death.

What?

Dead?

Xu Xiaoshou was directly smashed, truly satisfying many hearts, yet Saint Xin suddenly felt a pang of fear.

Because with a sweep of his peripheral vision, he saw the people of the five regions either rooted in Yu Lingdi, standing majestically in He Ting, or appearing directly on Abyss Island.

Everyone, under the leadership of You Tu, Mei Siren, Wen Ting, Elder Wuyue, Senior Rao Yaoyao, Sword Deity Hua Changdeng, and , knelt on both knees, raised their hands high, eyes filled with fervor, fervently chanting:

"At the moment, Hua Weiyang..."

Saint Xin’s head was about to explode.

The dream persists, dream within a dream?!

The Great Dream Everlasting sword, Xu Xiaoshou executed it twice?

Or perhaps, even the sacrificed God Demon Dao Sea was fabricated by him with the power of the dream to deceive himself?

"Inner demons lure!"

Saint Xin’s eyes turned red, he directly initiated spiritual techniques, not daring to reveal any techniques Xu Xiaoshou had seen before.

He surprisingly summoned his own inner demons, briefly relaxing his mind, letting himself fall into a state of cultivation deviation, then chose to self-destruct his inner demons.

"Explode!"

Boom——

This time, it finally works!

The pain of inner demon backlash finally pulled Saint Xin out of the dream.

But in the brief surrender of consciousness, upon regaining his senses, Saint Xin found he had not returned to reality, but was drowning.

He fell into an endless ocean.

Above and below this sea akin to a bitter ocean, the consciousness of the myriad peoples of the five regions floats or drowns.

They are connected by thin lines of consciousness to their real selves in the Apricot Realm, chanting the final words from various places like demonic murmurs, injecting them into the mind of Saint Xin:

"Sword rests Lonely Building Shadow!"

...

The world suddenly calmed.

Sinking into the Sea of Will Path, Saint Xin was once again pulled into the Great Dream Everlasting.

The divine palace still exists!

Delayed Dharma Kingdom also persists!

But He knows clearly that this is all false.

Because the people of the five regions who have been drawn into the Apricot Realm have returned to Shengshen Continent, how is it possible?

In the dream, they have truly arrived at the battlefield, kneeling with the Great God Descending Technique, borrowing their reverence, admiration, and awe for Lord Shou.

And the myriad powers of names converge again, depicting in the grey mist dream world of the Great Dream Everlasting figures of ancient swordsmen, piecing together a long river of the Way of the Sword across ancient and present times.

"Success..."

"The sword is formed..." 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

At this moment, Saint Xin felt a kind of conscious descent, a helpless despair.

He completely understands how this sword was poised, how it formed, even knowing Xu Xiaoshou is purely toying with him.

He gave countless opportunities for struggle and escape.

Thereby proving His strength, His invincibility, His irresistible sword formation, even forcing Zero Ancestral God to bow!

Indeed, this is the truth.

I am simply this deflated, repeatedly falling into His trap.

Under the incredibly slow sword formation, I couldn’t hide from the dream’s pull, and Xu Xiaoshou borrowed the combined strength of all past and present swordsmen.

Figures stand tall on that long river of the Way of the Sword, from small like Xiao Wanfeng, Gu Qingyi, Brother Shuangxing, to large like Holy Swordsman Feng Wuhen, God of Sword Gu Louying, along with the white-clothed figure at the end of the long river of swordsmanship that flutters with the wind.

"Baz...hun...an..."

Saint Xin’s lips dry, like he’s resigned.

Yet at the end of the sword path, Bazhun’an turns sharply, surprisingly bearing the face of Xu Xiaoshou, shocking everyone.

Saint Xin was taken aback, heart gushing with slight delight.

There’s a chance!

Xu Xiaoshou cannot borrow Bazhun’an’s power!

But at this moment, a gentle voice sounds by the ear:

"Ming Sword Skill·I Stab!"

A sizzle, tremendous pain follows, and the Great Dream Everlasting shatters.

The people of Apricot Realm also detach from the grey dream, abruptly lifting their eyes towards the Transmission Sky Curtain, only to see Lonely Building Silver Moon and Saint Xin standing alone.

And Lord Shou, unknowingly, had arrived in front of Saint Xin, thrusting Hidden Bitter directly through Saint Xin’s head.

"Wail wail wail——"

Hidden Bitter screamed, tunneling and drilling within Saint Xin’s skull, gulping large amounts of force, transforming it into infinite energy.

"Lord Shou has entered the divine palace!"

"Lord Shou stabbed Saint Xin!"

Obviously, Xu Xiaoshou was unsatisfied with just stabbing Saint Xin within the dream.

He used the Great Dream Everlasting to control Saint Xin and then actively stepped into the divine palace, giving Him a real, violent stab.

This stab was forceful, in front of the world, exploding the head!

"Who told you the sword’s bright moon is Bazhun’an?"

Xu Xiaoshou opened his lips and sneered, treating Bazhun’an as insignificant, "Let me tell you, even if Bazhun’an truly returns, His Qingju compared to my Hidden Bitter falls short!"

Wail——

Hidden Bitter withdrew reluctantly.

Saint Xin’s entire body spasmed, his head exploded to dust after the sword cognition dispersed.

But His thoughts already perceived that Xu Xiaoshou had entered the divine palace!

"Seal..."

This word, this command, hasn’t been issued.

Xu Xiaoshou already retreated a step, tossing aside Li Country Blade, even preemptively cutting off Saint Xin’s intent in the divine palace.

Then, Hidden Bitter attacks again, directly stabbing Saint Xin’s heart, this time shattering His heart.

"Is this all your strength?"

"Saint Xin, if that’s all, you can’t satisfy me, Xu Xiaoshou!"

Xu Xiaoshou casually withdrew Hidden Bitter, even had time to wipe away the bloodstains with his fingernail upon the sword body.

Then tossed Hidden Bitter, crossed his arms, eyes with disdain, chin slightly raised, gazing at the weak Saint Xin before him.

Hidden Bitter returned, Reverse Sword Subduing Technique, escorted the disdainful Lord Shou, gracefully drifting away, out of the divine palace.

Taken along were sword tower and the twelve swords of sword tower.

Matching this moment, Saint Xin broke from Li Country Blade, recovered his previous will, and issued a heart-rending roar:

"Seal!!!"

...

Splutter.

The spectators from the Apricot Realm couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

What can it seal?

Lord Shou has already left the Delayed Dharma Kingdom!

Also, Xu Xiaoshou what are you doing, the ancestor can’t be disgraced, are you going to destroy Saint Xin?

Looking up, they saw Lord Shou stepping on Hidden Bitter, high in the clouds, standing beyond the sky, holding sword tower and its twelve swords in His Palm World.

At this moment, gazing at Saint Xin below, He truly appears as an external deity contemptuously observing a clueless ant, free to come and go, reckless, even Demon Ancestor can’t stop Him.

"Delayed Dharma Kingdom?"

"Slaughter you seven in, seven out, without you reacting!"