I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3518: Chapter 1728: Reversing the Illusory World to Reach the Source of Memory, Cicadas Sing in the Summer Trees, Hua Weiyang

Suddenly, the transformation halted!

It reverted once more to the broken battlefield of the Divine Relics!

“Oh?”

At this moment, the exclamation of Hua Weiyang could no longer be restrained.

Simultaneously, Xu Xiaoshou, who had entirely disappeared from this world, let his mocking voice drift from all directions:

“Little ghost?”

He chuckled and shouted loudly:

“Coward! Even in your Second World, you only dare conceive Cursed Yin and Kong Yuhen?”

Second World?

Who doesn’t know Second World?

Taoization?

Who doesn’t know Taoization, I have even surpassed with the Way of the Sword Disc Super Taoization!

Mockery?

So it’s allowed for the great swordsman saint Hua Weiyang to set fires, but not for me, the later ancient swordsman, to light a lamp?

Evaluation?

Who gave you the courage, who gave you the qualification to evaluate me in such a condescending manner upon our first meeting?

“Fantasy Sword Technique・Second World!”

Unlike the concealment of the great swordsman saint Hua Weiyang.

Xu Xiaoshou, playing with illusions, openly declared his intention—he merely wanted to fight, he wanted to spar!

“Infinite Silence!”

Without form, but with the three paths of Body, Spirit, and Will surpassing Taoization, as he annihilated his self, Xu Xiaoshou executed the Second World.

He was already equivalent to Taoization, equivalent to Hua Weiyang, as his Body, Spirit, and Will merged into the Flower World, equivalent to the will of this realm.

The subsequent shout of “Infinite Silence” did not manifest the image of nine Heavenly Dogs Eating the Moon—he had no form!

Instead, after the whole “Flower World” and the entire “self,” he transported the starry sky that the Divine Relics had witnessed in the past, and fused it beyond the Flower World.

The Nine Wheel Infinite Silence rose upon the Galaxy, vast and boundless, September shining together.

The September illuminated simultaneously, absorbing the endless power of the Flower World in an instant, overflowing the self.

“You dare not imagine, but I dare too much!”

Between illusion and reality, between madness and normalcy.

Under the frenzy doctrine, with the aid of the Nine Wheels overflowing with power from Infinite Silence, Xu Xiaoshou’s Second World was insanely extravagant.

However, upon seeing the Flower World revert to the Divine Relics, at the heart of the world, a gigantic ancient book abruptly emerged.

On the ancient book stood an ancient swordsman in a white robe with a sword on his back, who surprisingly was the young Bazhun’an.

The manifestation of Bazhun’an Jianwo.

Without further ado, he drew his two swords and slashed across the void.

“Swish! Swish!”

Two streaks of silver sword cognition swept across the starry sky.

Like Pangu opening up the heavens and earth, dividing the Divine Relics into the triple layers of heavens.

As the First Heaven visualized, a Deva with the image of a Divine Throne Cursed Yin on his back, the Five Decays of Heaven and Man, somehow appeared on the scarred land.

“Confine・Dual Sacrificial World Technique!”

He raised his hands, and the First Heaven of the Divine Relics formed by the Flower World, the Eighteenth Heaven, was sacrificed.

The world thunderously collapsed, surging upwards.

All its force converged upon the Thirty-Third Heaven, compressing the will of the entire world, forcing it upon the Thirty-Third Heaven.

If there were Hua Weiyang in this world, the will of this world’s Hua Weiyang should also be entirely pushed to the Thirty-Third Heaven.

“Come on!”

Xu Xiaoshou’s voice was tearing apart.

He wanted to shatter the Thirty-Third Heaven, to “kill” Hua Weiyang completely in this “land of exile”!

Why the Thirty-Third Heaven?

Why choose the land of exile here?

Constructing the Great Illusion and the Big Thought as Normal, from nothing was too exhausting.

What Xu Xiaoshou could do was, like Hua Weiyang handling him earlier, to modify the reality as a foundation, achieving the effect of illusion extreme intent, blurring the line between the virtual and the real, and rooting the false in the real.

But Hua Weiyang could only propel from the fear within his consciousness, catalyzing and deriving something that might be a bit more powerful of a Cursed Yin and Kong Yuhen.

He knew not…

No! He might really know!

But he could not utilize the one from his memory, who, even in terms of power alone, could not match even the initial revival of the Ancestral God!

“Creak.”

In the dark and sunless Third Heaven of the Divine Relics, accompanied by the sound of a withered branch being stepped on, a ray of light descended from the sky, illuminating this world and especially illuminating the only person in shape here.

That was a…

A tall, graceful woman who’s still brimming with charm—Aunt Xiang!

“Hm?”

This graceful woman suddenly appearing in such an extreme battlefield environment, even left Hua Weiyang slightly stunned.

In the next breath, Aunt Xiang formed seals with her hands, without saying a word, bent forward, and slapped the ground:

“Summoning Technique.”

Bam!

The aura behind her gently exploded, without much sound.

After the faint smoke dispersed, it revealed a burly, bald-headed man holding a long staff with a sweatband tied to it.

Not a virtual image.

A real person.

At the moment this ordinary human appeared.

The Flower World, also known as the space outside the Thirty-Three Heavens of this Divine Relics, had all its accumulated power within the Nine Wheel Unlimited Silence Sons drained away.

As if they were all consumed in one breath and digested by some ordinary human.

“I’ll leave it to you.”

After summoning The Divine, Aunt Xiang turned back with a sweet smile.

After speaking, her head fell, and her fragrant body completely decayed, unmistakably dead, with no possibility of resurrection.

The Overlord The Divine remained silent.

Only then did Hua Weiyang seem to catch up with Xu Xiaoshou’s utterly baffling train of thought, exclaiming in shock:

“And…”

What he had just thought was:

The Super Taoization of Ancient Sword Technique, wouldn’t it be worthwhile? Xu Xiaoshou also wanted to give the Fantasy Sword Technique’s Second World a try.

He was even willing to lend Xu Xiaoshou power, using the Flower World as the basis, to fulfill Xu Xiaoshou’s imagination and fill his Nine Wheel “Unlimited Silence Son.”

Fantasy Sword Technique?

Who can surpass me?

But Xu Xiaoshou didn’t think that way!

What he thought was beyond your imagination, then I’ll start thinking with reckless boldness.

And in my world, the strongest is definitely not Ancient Sword Technique, nor my fear!

Imagination is free, and under the premise that theory is established, conditions are met, and we are equally free and unbound…

Who dares to face the Ancestral God?

Only my Four Sacrifice The Divine!

In the thirty-third layer of the Divine Relics, facing Xiang Yaoyao who died before his eyes, The Divine did not venture into the gate of hell to soul search, but slowly lifted the famous Overlord rod on the Heavy Weapon List.

His knee lowered, and power surged ominously.

His physique cracked apart, flesh and blood dissolving.

“Four Sacrifices!”

In the past, at the Divine Relics, when The Divine broke the Cursed Yin staff with a raw physique just awakening, he only used the Sacrifice in the Four Sacrifices, then his soul dwelled in Cao Erzhu’s body.

Imagination is free.

In possession of the Four Sacrifices naturally.

The first time Xu Xiaoshou performed Four Sacrifices was by using the Second World of Fantasy Sword Technique, letting The Divine perform it!

One Sacrifice of Four Sacrifices.

The Divine fragmented the space beneath his feet.

He raised the rod and leaped high, the entire person propelling into the air, the Nine Supreme Divine Weapons’s Overlord that had been bent by brute force…

After Sacrifice of the Body, Spirit, Will, and Self, the power surged in fury before the Annihilation of the Four Sacrifice The Divine, with the aid of Eight Doors, Seven Constellations, and Six Paths…

One rod!

No flashy mess.

Just a straightforward swing of the rod, striking down at the void, empty Thirty-Three Heavens of the Divine Relics.

“Hah!!!”

…

“Wait a moment…”

Xu Xiaoshou only heard such an astonished voice.

Under the swing of the Overlord rod, the entire world folded inwards, compressed and crushed beneath the rod.

One force breaks all laws!

There were no sounds of shattering.

He felt the surroundings “Self”, that is, the Flower World twisted, like flowers in the mirror and water rippling and surging.

Afterward, the thirty-third layer of the Divine Relics vanished, yet the Flower World did not appear again.

His consciousness chilled, the touch warm and gentle, as if entering a previously unnoticed special realm.

“Huh?”

Xu Xiaoshou lowered his head, flipping his wrist, realizing his body had returned – in fact, he wasn’t dead, it was just erased by the illusion of Hua Weiyang’s Second World.

At this, he could ascertain, his judgment was correct.

The Raging Golden Body wasn’t executed, proving the Cursed Yin and Kong Yuhen were all fake.

Hua Weiyang’s Fantasy Sword Technique was indeed skilled.

But only skilled.

“He couldn’t have, held back, right?”

“But I didn’t hold back…”

Xu Xiaoshou knew the strength of his strike.

A God conducive to Sacrifice in the Flesh caused the Cursed Yin to complain incessantly, wouldn’t a Four Sacrifices The Divine give Hua Weiyang a rod critical hit, knocking her consciousness out?

Falling to this secluded mountain and water source, surrounded by the chirping of summer cicadas and clear springs tinkling at his feet.

Following along the path, faint smoke could be seen not far away, over a wooden house fenced in.

Beside the house, a handful of chickens and ducks clucked, neither fat nor thin.

It seemed inhabited, and cared for…

“Then he should still be alive.”

“But a single rod, did it pierce to the depths of Hua Weiyang’s memory?”

Xu Xiaoshou clicked his tongue, unsure what mood to feel, with a hint of curiosity, he walked toward the wooden house ahead.

Even before reaching, his Perception arrived.

With Perception ahead, not having seen anyone, yet hearing a reprimanding voice from within the unassuming wooden house:

“Where is Weiyang?”

“Where is Weiyang?”

“Ran off again to drink and listen to music?”