I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3937: Chapter 1883: Profound Wonder (Part 2)

Only the Path of Oblivion that can be confined by Reverse Inheritance, Hua Changdeng, as a mere trifling third-stage, couldn’t have possibly found Xu Xiaoshou, this was definitely the latter deliberately showing weakness...

But could these things be spoken out loud?

If spoken, would the Demon and Medicine Ancestor believe it?

Even if they believed it, would it be useful to me? No! On the contrary, it would allow them to see Xu Xiaoshou beforehand...

"What a stealthy oblivion."

"What an indirect guidance."

Cursed Yin knew that once Reverse Inheritance was broken, Xu Xiaoshou could perform splendidly, hiding in plain sight.

Up until now, he could no longer care about so many people, only continuously reminding himself to remember this point, and never forget the existence of Xu Xiaoshou.

As for now...

"Let’s watch, Medicine Ancestor."

Cursed Yin’s gigantic pupil flickered with a purple light, his gaze descended onto the Sword Sea of Lingyu Mountain, kicking the ball further, wishing to stir the waters even more:

"Famed Sword Twenty-One, calls upon the Sword Ancestor."

"This tower of the Sword Ancestor, locks not the spirit of me, Cursed Yin, but rather someone else."

Demon Ancestor snickered.

Is it me then?

Is it that I’m colluding with Bazhun’an?

Cursed Yin, you certainly have a way of doing things...

...

"Sword summons!"

A call of the sword, and the focus of Lingyu Mountain once again reversed.

The screen of each sect’s teachings was immediately attracted by the abnormal movement of the high sky Sword Sea, all heading upward.

"Bazhun’an!"

"He’s out!"

Earlier, Lord Shou’s "Eggplant saying," the Eighth Sword Immortal clearly knew something ahead of time but didn’t know where he was hiding and laughing.

Now, with Ghost Hunt initiated, Flame Python positioned, and Famed Sword Twenty-One gathered.

No matter how twisty and bizarre the process was, the outcome was still this outcome—Bazhun’an steps out of the Sword Sea!

Doesn’t this mean:

The inheritance of the Sword Ancestor is about to appear in the world?

For a moment, the ancient swordsmen of Lingyu Mountain showed fervor.

Those belated in coming from the five domains either felt regret or envy, as their own strength was insufficient, naturally unable to witness it firsthand.

"That is the inheritance of the Sword Ancestor!"

"The Eighth Sword Immortal also said, having an Ancestral God Fate Chart, this is truly the real chance of the Ancestral God."

"With the two’s swordsmanship attainments, as long as the Ancestral God Fate Chart is obtained, they are bound to become Gods and Ancestors, right? I say, Hua Changdeng likely also let things take their course..."

"Indeed, after gathering Famed Sword Twenty-One, its sword-opening mysteriousness, if the Sword Ancestor inheritance truly comes, it’s uncertain who will be chosen, let alone Hua Changdeng?"

"Pfft! You? Like a wild chicken with a tail feather, dreaming of becoming a phoenix, huh!"

The five-domain ancient swordsmen hot, spiritual cultivators were also excited.

Everyone stared intently at the high sky of Lingyu Mountain, even Hua Changdeng was no exception, as if they would miss the inheritance of the Sword Ancestor in the blink of an eye.

For a moment, everyone seemed to forget that there was still a Lord Shou on detention present.

"Famed Sword as guide, ten thousand swords as array."

"Lingyu as reckoning, Great Path as inquiry."

Once the white-clothed Bazhun’an appeared, he formed a seal with his fingers, instructed the sword as an array, and swung his palm towards the mountain beneath:

"Famed Sword Formation·Question the Heavens!"

Buzz——

The Sword Sea reverberated in unison.

The sound moved in all directions, deafening.

Famed Sword Twenty-One swept across the sky together, followed by more than a hundred thousand swords from the five domains, looking even more grand and majestic.

In the course of their advance, they successively transformed into illusion, nine, ten thousand, Mo, no, heart, phantom, hidden, emotion, and the path of the Nine Major Ancient Sword Techniques.

Boom!

Twenty-one swords, like a town, pressed Lingyu.

Interlaced and orderly, subtly aligned to Dao methods.

At this time, the sky became dim and obscure, a silver moon of the azure sky emerged, yet it wasn’t the same eerie cold as when Phantom City descended.

On the contrary, the cool moonlight, carried feelings of aloofness, defiance, high places unbearable cold sights.

Boom boom boom...

The Sword Sea of the five domains following behind also descended in layers.

Some settled between the mountains, some sank into the valley bottoms, some hung across the void.

Forming around the microcosmic orbit, precisely aligned.

Layered and interwoven, transformed into an array.

...

"Diagram!"

Far in the Northern Region, Zhong Yuanzi watching the Lingyu battle situation with Zhang Xing, caught a glimpse of the longed-for Great Path Diagram at a glance.

This Diagram taken Famed Sword as the foundation, flowing Sword Sea as the pattern.

Covered with intricate transformations, though the time flowed, yet without definite shape, showed what could almost be called a "perfect" Upanishad of the Way of the Sword.

This is the Great Path Diagram!

This is the true meaning of Godhood-Sealing and Ancestor!

...

"Array."

In the Western Desert, Dao Qiongcang emerged from within the sands, his body’s moisture fell into the sands and dried up.

He focused intently on Lingyu’s remote name sword array diagram, saw what within the Divine Secret technique, at that moment was close to perfect "array."

"Famed Sword as guide, ten thousand swords as reckoning."

"Sounds simple, yet still needs a commander proficient in the Nine Major Sword Techniques, Eighteen Sword Forms, Three Thousand Sword Styles... Who else but him?"

Dao Qiongcang caressed the floating sands with a cloud hand at his feet moved.

He began to mimic the Lingyu Mountain’s Famed Sword Formation without distraction.

And at that place where the world’s focus gathers, the ten thousand swords have already begun to transform at the command of Bazhun’an.

From the first realm of Fantasy Sword Technique, Space-Time Transition, to the second realm, Second World...

To the first realm of Nine Swords Technique, Infinite Number, to the second realm, Unity Extreme Sword...

To the first realm of Ten Thousand Sword Technique...

To Mo Sword Technique...

To Swordless Sword Technique...

To Heart Sword Technique...

To Phantom Swords Technique...

To the first realm of Hidden Sword Technique, Unsheathing Sword complete.

Entering the final Emotion Sword Technique, starting the evolution of the third realm.

Secular Sword, Emotionless Sword, and that renowned, never before appeared, complete... Secular Sword!

"Gate!"

Ten thousand swords finally settled, the Secular Sword evolved into the Heavenly Gate, light and shadow flashed within, path energy spread outside.

This gate illusory, faint as smoke.

Vast and boundless, towering into the sky.

And beneath the gate, the Sword Sea anchored three thousand over Lingyu, each holding a path.

Beyond the Nine Heavens, faint green smoke summoned with the gate, accompanied by the deep sound of gongs and drums colliding, the clear ringing of porcelain and jade clashing, it was a time of clouds and mist, arousing reveries, as if an immortal lord was coming, intending to ferry me through the profound mysteries.