I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3813: Chapter 1840: Highlight_2

White Sin Karmic Fire, scorching the soul, can ignite a person’s Seven Emotions and Six Desires. After burning them away, it can still spawn the Yin energy of sin, disturbing a person’s Dao heart.

Once touched, it cannot be shaken off, cannot be escaped from. Apart from the gecko-tail severing method, the only path left is to be burned dry and burned completely.

"Dog bastard..."

Zhu Yike recognized this heavenly flame as well.

He was well-versed, and upon sensing inner demons sprouting and emotions on the brink of losing control, he unhesitatingly formed hand seals.

"Reverse Heaven and Earth!"

He intended to transfer all the damages caused by the flames on his body to his fingernails.

By doing so, he only needed to sever his nails to escape the attack from the White Sin Karmic Fire with minimal cost.

But simultaneously, Hua Changdeng put down the Blood Shadow copper coins he held and pressed his hand on Gou Hunter at his waist.

Zhu Yike’s scalp began to prickle, and his battle-hardened intuition made him realize that even if he succeeded in the sacrificial technique, his end was near.

The pressure was too overwhelming!

He directly interrupted the spiritual technique and severed his right arm.

Along with it, he cut away the part of his soul contaminated by the White Sin Karmic Fire, embodying the spirit of severing his own arm to escape.

While spurting blood essence, he swiftly changed tactics, producing a paper sheet and flinging it onto the copper lamp as he shattered the space in front.

"Jumping Paper."

Whoosh!

The copper lamp shifted from being three-dimensional to planar, compressed into the paper sheet.

Hua Changdeng’s eyebrows subtly moved; he was surprised for the second time.

Zhu Yike darted off, shouting as he ran: "Elder Wuyue, save me! Lord Bazhun’an said, do you still remember your agreement during the White Cave incident?"

Old Gou...

Everyone turned their gaze towards the Moonless Sword Deity outside the battlefield.

Gou Wuyue had already recalled the Voice of Nulan, standing with a sword on the mountain rock, knew that it was nonsense upon hearing this.

There was never any agreement between him and Lord Bazhun’an.

Xu Xiaoshou, and his team, all shared a similar disposition; once they opened their mouths, anything could pop out as the upper lip meets the lower lip.

Hua Changdeng did listen though, glancing back towards Old Gou, seeing him slightly shake his head, he understood...

The third time!

Oh no, counting those instances within Yunshan Emperor Realm where Xu Xiaoshou deceived repeatedly, it’s beyond the third time now!

"Sizzle."

Karmic fire burned as the paper transformed into blue smoke.

The copper lamp self-combusted Zhu Yike’s technique, lying quietly on the mountain, spreading the White Sin Karmic Fire all over.

"Terrifying flames..."

The spectators from Lingyu Mountain simultaneously retreated, someone remembered something:

"I recall Transformation Division Chief Xi seemingly mastered such heavenly fire, seemed to have contracted a demi-saint level Hell’s Lord White Sin as well?"

"Yet his flames are nothing compared to these, merely touching and it cost a demi-saint an arm?"

Just a copper lamp caused the renowned Zhu, known in Apricot Realm, to flee in disgrace; what if Hua Changdeng truly wielded a sword?

No one cared where Zhu Yike ran off to.

People only knew he fled further, totally exiting Lingyu Mountain’s domain.

The crowd instead watched the Ghost Sword Immortal, constantly being toyed within the Arena, as the Ghost Sword Immortal lost any desire to continue communication, slowly lifting Gou Hunter at his waist, revealing a bluish gleam on the sword body.

"Mo!"

...

"Stars Shift and Battles Rage!"

Having run into Fusang City, Zhu Yike suddenly felt a chill on his back, without a second thought, initiated the technique prematurely.

In an instant, starlight descended upon him.

Meanwhile, at Lingyu Mountain, Gou Wuyue, also spectating, sensed the starlight descending upon him.

"Hmm?" Gou Wuyue was puzzled.

Whoosh!

His vision distorted.

Gou Wuyue no longer saw the scenery of Lingyu Mountain.

He found himself at the tavern near Fusang City’s Southern Zone gate, amidst a familiar chaotic scene orchestrated by Xiao Kongtong.

"Boom!"

A distant bluish sword light tore towards him.

Gou Wuyue, briefly stunned, suddenly realized his position with Zhu Yike had been swapped.

"This guy..."

He dared not hesitate, drawing out the Voice of Nulan amidst a ringing sound — it was a strike from Hua Changdeng.

"Mo!"

Likewise, the sword body gleamed bluish, likewise unsheathing and slashing.

On Lingyu Mountain, Mo Sword Technique’s light from Gou Hunter lightly slashed, while Gou Wuyue responded with Carefreeness from the Voice of Nulan.

"Mo from the 3000 Sword Styles!"

"Second stage, Carefreeness!"

Many ancient swordsmen were present, including the four sons of Burial Sword Tomb, easily discerning the difference between the two swords, despite sharing the "Mo" character...

It was undeniably vast!

Mighty Hua Changdeng’s mere Mo style forced the Moonless Sword Deity to defend using the second stage?

No time for people to buffer.

The two bluish sword lights, one vertical, one horizontal, collided violently in Fusang’s sky.

"Bang!"

The cross-shaped blue light instantly illuminated the entire night.

The space shattered massively, yet the sustained explosive clash of sword light did not occur, Gou Wuyue’s sword light seemed corrosive.

It merely lingered for half a breath, his Mo Sword Technique gradually consumed Hua Changdeng’s Mo Sword Technique, eventually "eating" it.

"What is this?"

On Lingyu Mountain, ancient sword masters, witnessing this scene from afar, were all astonished.

How is the Moonless Sword Deity’s Carefreeness so bizarre, is this truly Carefreeness?

"Rather than ’eating,’ it’s more like ’merging,’ could Mo Sword Technique have a master, with secondary techniques being integrated into the primary?" Gu Qingyi mused.

"Oh?" Gu Qinger raised an eyebrow.

"Oh?" Gu Qingsan raised both eyebrows, adding, "Is it so?"

Su Qianqian’s pupils slightly trembled, the two swords executed lightly, dissipating breezily, among them clashes, releases, seemingly effortless.

This level completely transcends ordinary ancient sword practitioners.

They seemed to have ascended to a new level where ancient swordsmanship can be interpreted anew.