I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 4080: Chapter 934: Spring’s Arrival

"Swish..."

The waves pushed the shattered glaciers, traveling alone across the vast North Sea, ignored for hundreds and thousands of years.

Here, apart from ice-type and water-type sea beasts, it’s hard to see any other life forms.

The North Sea, also known as Beichuan.

Compared to the East Sea and the Southern Underworld, the climate is cold and inhospitable, and few would intentionally come here apart from Cultivators with specific attributes.

But on this day, all eyes from the five regions were focused on the North Sea.

Or rather, focused on the golden Time Realm Channel above the border of the North Sea and the Central Region.

"They entered!"

Kong Yuhen successfully reshaped the Time Realm based on the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, the Ancient Six Gates, and the Seventh Rank confined Time Realm Rift.

Bazhunan, after inviting the assistance of the Third Ancestor, without much hesitation, maintained his usual style and stepped right in.

"Just left like that?"

He was so straightforward it left people no room to react.

Following Bazhunan, Kong Yuhen also transformed into streams of light, entering the Time Realm Channel.

The elongated Time Realm Channel, several yards long, soon closed.

But it didn’t completely disappear, instead turning into a long golden scar, like a golden scar left in the sky after a battle.

The assistance from the Third Ancestor, transformed into three grand light beams, was coming from three directions, maintaining the stability of the golden scar.

If needed, perhaps it could open this channel again?

But from another perspective, would the golden scar bleed again once the Third Ancestor retracted their aid?

"Something doesn’t feel right..."

The eerie silence made many people simultaneously feel the oppression.

No one was foolish, they knew the Third Ancestor supported Kong Yuhen because of the looming threat of Bazhunan above.

"If the Eight Ancestors left, how long can they hold on?"

Someone raised this idea, but soon another perspective emerged:

"I believe the Third Ancestor’s thoughts could not escape the Eight Ancestors, so the Eight Ancestors haven’t left."

"Since the Eight Ancestors haven’t left, the Third Ancestor must also be aware, so these three beams of light won’t disperse."

"In my view, there’s a subtle balance here that no one will take the initiative to break."

"After all, the price might be death!"

Such insight naturally gained cheers from many.

Indeed, with the threat of Bazhunan ahead, maintaining the Time Realm Channel for a year or so shouldn’t be a problem.

And after that...

"Boom!"

As soon as the Ancestral God quieted, people immediately noticed the great catastrophe of the Ancestor God Destruction at the ruins of Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe.

Yes, after that, Kui Leihan can step out.

He can succeed the Ancestor of Thought, and negotiate more with the Third Ancestor.

The only worrying point is...

"Whatever happens, do not give rise to another Zero Ancestral God, otherwise, it would be better to eliminate it like the Eight Ancestors, right?"

"As long as it’s not return to zero, the Third Ancestor can protect the Time Realm Channel for a year or so, the Ancestor of Thought can drag the Third Ancestor for another three or five years, in this procrastination, the Eight Ancestors can also find a way back to the Heavenly Realm, right?"

"Heavenly blessings, hoping for good development..."

At this moment.

Just as the leaders of various families in the five regions, under this rare tranquility, discussed heatedly across distances.

Swish!

An unusual phenomenon occurred.

The preachers of various families lifted their hands to observe.

They saw that above the North Sea, the three ancestral god light pillars maintaining the Time Realm Channel vanished simultaneously.

At this moment, it was only about ten breaths since Bazhunan entered the Time Realm.

...

Great catastrophe...

Great terrors...

Amidst the sea of flowers and the various medicines, after experiencing a chill in his heart, the Medicine Ancestor came back to his senses and did not choose to forget this matter as the Name Ancestor suggested.

"The great catastrophe, not even half a word is allowed?" He squinted and asked.

The Name Ancestor remained indifferent: "There’s no such explicit regulation, the Medicine Ancestor can choose not to forget, or choose to spread it around."

But the consequences, I bear them myself?

The Medicine Ancestor caught the underlying meaning, pondered for a long time, and did not respond.

Disbelief.

He still didn’t believe it was that mysterious.

The Way of Time and Name cannot, but the Way of Divine Farmer Hundred Grass cannot be outside.

The Way of Time and Name, project outward, the Way of Divine Farmer Hundred Grass leans toward the Middle Path and more towards the internal, closer to "I", a notch higher.

This cause and effect, he, Divine Farmer Hundred Grass, is confident to handle.

Thinking of "I", the Medicine Ancestor spoke again, fearing the Name Ancestor might leave accidentally:

"How high is Nuozu?"

Accompanied by this question, the sea of flowers suddenly quieted down.

The Medicine Ancestor watched as the Name Ancestor’s gaze moved from being level with his eyes, to looking at his head, and then looking at the blue sky and white clouds above him, gazing into the endless distance.

He said nothing.

Yet he said everything.

The Medicine Ancestor’s eyelids twitched slightly, feeling something was about to possess him, and he forcefully restrained himself from voicing discomfort:

"Compared to my current self, or the return to zero self?"

The Name Ancestor couldn’t hold back and laughed out loud.

This mocking tone was undisguised, as if to say, at this moment, what is there to compare?

Seemingly realizing he had overstepped, the Name Ancestor’s expression showed some regret: "Don’t underestimate yourself, in terms of strategy and layout, you far surpass him."

Is this a compliment?

Perhaps, in his eyes, this is the only commendable aspect left in me?

The Medicine Ancestor no longer discussed this topic, but instead turned to another point: "The Great Demon Mountain..."

As soon as he broached the topic, the Medicine Ancestor’s gaze shifted, looking toward the end of the sea of flowers, seemingly seeing through this realm, causing the rest of his words to stop.

Xu Xiaoshou also had a whim.

His feeling was very real, a sense of oppression like dark clouds suddenly enveloped everything.

An ominous sign...

And it’s a very ominous sign!

Just look at the expression on the Medicine Ancestor’s face, perhaps something significant happened in the outside world?

It can’t be delayed any longer... Xu Xiaoshou was already determined to leave, his face twitching again, seemingly due to the changes in the outside world, causing the strength of the Name Ancestor to quickly fade away.