I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3550 - 1740: Words Become Command and Transform You Yuan, Melting Stairway to Heaven to Govern This Realm

Only fight?

No way out?

Xu Xiaoshou was never the kind of person to seek survival in desperate situations.

Perhaps it's related to his past experiences, to this day, life remains noble in his eyes, especially his own!

He can accept a death battle, and even at the last moment, he won't give up.

But if a fatal battle can be avoided in advance, Xu Xiaoshou will certainly not accept it.

The Will Dao Disc rotates slightly, and a wisp of thought is sent as a mind wave, thrown to Elder Sang's ear, bluntly asking:

"Ancient War God Platform, how to transcend?"

Elder Sang clearly isn't a person who talks unnecessarily:

"Ancestral God!"

He said with certainty:

"Unless it's an Ancestral God, there's no way to transcend."

"In theory, the Ancient War God Platform can at most challenge the Ten Ancestors for a battle without reservation, but it shouldn't withstand the aftermath of the fight for long."

"So if you achieve Godhood-Sealing and Ancestor, you should be able to break the constraints of the Ancient War God Platform, after all, the War Ancestor is now just a remnant thought."

Elder Sang didn't waste words.

But his words are essentially the same as empty talk.

If I could achieve Godhood-Sealing and Ancestor, why bother breaking the limits of the Ancient War God Platform when I could simply slash Ai Cangsheng's throat with a sword?

Yet with that one sentence, all retreat was cut off!

"I understand."

On Gui Zhe Ruins, Xu Xiaoshou pondered for a while.

The world in his vision gradually faded, until finally, only Ai Cangsheng stood amidst the sky-raging power of the evil god in the Southern Region.

He still didn't take the first move.

Seeing that Elder Sang from the Dead Sea still showed no intention of asking for rescue, Xu Xiaoshou asked:

"What do you need me to do?"

Elder Sang smiled slightly, his hands pinching a spell:

"Live."

In the Dead Sea, Saint Power couldn't be used.

Xu Xiaoshou could be an exception; transcending was impossible for people of the Five Domain.

But as soon as Elder Sang made that imprint, a drop of multicolored black blood suddenly emerged from his brow.

"What is this?"

Feng Zhongzui widened his eyes.

It was indeed a drop of black blood, but it shined with a light that flickered in various colors.

Today's truly an eye-opener!

All the "order" of the past world seemed inapplicable to these people.

But also.

Rules are laid down for the weak.

For them, these mundane rules are meant to be broken!

"Sacrifice!"

Elder Sang pointed upwards with his fingers.

That drop of black blood shot through the void, piercing the Dead Sea, flying to unknown whereabouts.

"Om..."

The air pressure in Shengshen Continent sank.

In every region of the Five Domain, that Buddhist chant emerged in everyone's mind, cleansing their souls.

"Again!"

Everyone's spirit was shaken.

The awe it inspired when the War Ancestor's body emerged was already enough.

Following the War Ancestor...

What is it now, Buddha?

No, among the Ten Ancestors, isn't this ancestor absent?

Xu Xiaoshou had no idea what exactly Elder Sang and the Saint Servant were trying to achieve, estimating that asking wouldn't get much out of Elder Sang either.

But overall, what they intended this moment couldn't be unrelated to the Saint Servant's purpose—freedom!

Being alive...

I want to live, what about you?

Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts moved, posing the question again, asking:

"Besides living?"

Elder Sang, having offered that drop of strange blood, was already ashen-faced, as if all his strength was drained.

Yet he still pulled the corners of his mouth, displaying a smile, with an air of supremacy:

"Survive, leave the rest to your teacher."

...

"Om!!!"

Initially a soft murmur, followed by a heavy sound!

When the War Ancestor emerged, the sound of ancient war drums differed greatly.

After the Sleeveless Saint Servant offered that drop of black blood, people only experienced a whispered chant.

Then it was like a huge bell rang by the ear, the deep sound hammering the eyes of everyone, nearly tearing them apart from inside out.

"Ah——"

Upon hearing this sound, across the Five Domain, countless Spiritual Cultivators screamed and wailed, covering their foreheads as devilish energy burst from seven orifices.

Pure devilish energy!

Or rather, the aura of Devil Ancestor Power!

"The Sleeveless Saint Servant, what was offered was a drop of the Ancestor God's Blood, the Devil Ancestor's Blood?"

At the Dead Sea, Feng Zhongzui held firm to his true heart, yet appeared slightly frightened.

Compared to the illusory remnant thought of the War Ancestor, a genuine drop of the Ancestor God's Blood in the hands of knowledgeable Spiritual Cultivators could play a significant role!

Does Sleeveless understand?

If he doesn't, there truly aren't many Spiritual Cultivators in the world who can!

But the fact remains, seemingly a mistake in judgment, since after an instant of devil invasion across Spiritual Cultivators in every Five Domain...

"Hum!"

The golden light of Buddha nature swept across.

All those entering the devil-like state calmed down together.

All injuries were soothed, as if nothing had occurred moments before.

"What's this again?"

Feng Zhongzui, having undergone the infiltrating devilish energy, though it couldn't invade his true heart, felt the subsequent genuine Buddhist sound soothing as well.

It was truly a dichotomy, as if one side someone stabbed with a knife, while the other someone used God's Blessing to quickly heal people's wounds.

The devil natureza, eternal, kept stabbing.

The Buddha nature, continuously, provided unending healing.

"What have I experienced!"

"Ah ah ah ah..."

In merely a moment, the people of Five Domain sank between devil and Buddha countless times.

And this was merely the prelude to the black blood offered, its true force was displayed when...

Whoosh!

A light sound.

The void cracked, Xu Xiaoshou abruptly turned back.

Upon seeing the fate on high Gui Zhe Ruins, on the cloud-borne Stairway to Heaven, a drop of black blood floated silently out, at some unknown time.

It quietly spun above, seemingly weathered the vicissitudes of life.

"No!"

Xu Xiaoshou's pupils throbbed.

In his eyes, it was clearly a drop of black blood.

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