I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 3632: Chapter 1770: I Offered My Compassionate Heart to the Moonlight, Yet the Moonlight Shone on the Ditch

"The Lord Cang Sheng, the Saint has fallen!"

Feng Zhongzui couldn’t hold back his voice.

The Eyes of the Great Path were stripped away, the Ancient War God Platform was normally disengaged; these both pointed to the same battle result:

Lord Shou won!

And the losing side... perished!

"But..."

He was one of the Ten High Nobles, called Ai Cangsheng, not Xiang Yaoyao.

He was one of the Three Emperors, a self-proclaimed Daoist Guardian, and the only responsible emperor in the Council of Ten.

So strong that if he had succeeded in unveiling the Void Ancestor Transformation, everyone would have witnessed the future he envisioned—a single arrow sweeping away all the troublemakers on the Stairway to Heaven!

The flowers bloomed dazzlingly, shocking the five regions.

The peaks turned unexpectedly, the flowers withered quickly.

At the pinnacle of his moment, he fell, and amidst this, appeared Hallmaster Dao, with the shadow of the Cursed Yin.

The spectators of the five domains couldn’t react, wondering whether the Lord Cang Sheng was truly dead or falsely deceased this time.

"But it seems like, there’s no miracle?"

The sound of Ai Cangsheng’s saint fall resonated across the five domains.

Lord Shou stood guard for half a day, and the spectators in front of the Dao Imparting Mirror also waited for half a day.

Everyone was hoping for a miracle.

In the end, the battlefield calmed down, with no more smoke rising.

"Hallmaster Dao hasn’t returned..."

"The Cursed Yin Evil God didn’t have any further moves either..."

"The Lord Cang Sheng is utterly annihilated!"

The Dao Imparting Mirror projected the slightly somber voice of Feng Zhongzui, but the image still showed Lord Shou in black attire.

He held the Eyes of the Great Path with one hand, lowered his head, contemplating something unknown.

Hidden Bitter hung behind Lord Shou’s waist, buzzing restlessly, twisting and turning, contrasting with the sword-bearer’s current silence.

Feng Zhongzui was still waiting.

People from the five regions were also waiting.

Lastly, it was still Lord Shou in the mirror image that shattered everyone’s delusions.

"It’s over..."

Lord Shou seemed to have been meditating for a long time, suddenly coming to his senses, his eyes blinked and regained light.

He turned around, fully aware that the Dao Imparting Mirror was still focusing on him, and with a faint smile, he said to the people of the five regions:

"I won."

"But Ai Cangsheng did not lose."

The words were cryptic, somewhat tasting like Hallmaster Dao.

Feng Zhongzui thought perhaps, in Lord Shou’s eyes at this moment, the Lord Cang Sheng was also a man worthy of respect, hence his statement.

Standing in the Southern Region, Xu Xiaoshou spoke thus, with no intention to explain further.

This battle is over!

Though somewhat unfulfilled, not experiencing the grandeur of Ai Cangsheng’s Void Ancestor Transformation firsthand.

But like Ye Gong’s love for dragons, Xu Xiaoshou regretted, yet didn’t want to take Ai Cangsheng’s self-sacrificing Void Ancestor Transformation.

He knew, under normal circumstances, he likely couldn’t withstand it.

The Raging Golden Body hadn’t been triggered, which was not a bad thing, but a good one.

At least in front of the Cursed Yin and Dao Qiongcang, he had retained his strongest trump card—the kind even he wasn’t sure of how strong it was!

Oh no, it was two!

"The Void Ancestor Transformation, and the Void Taoism, also seem somewhat similar?"

"Just like the Great Dao Disc, and the Great Path Diagram, which are just different in name."

"But there should also be distinct points..."

After the battle, Xu Xiaoshou pondered a lot.

Even though he hadn’t used it, he wouldn’t dare use it unless absolutely necessary.

But roughly through post-battle analysis, he understood the upper limit of his Void Taoism.

"The Void Ancestor Transformation is the power Ai Cangsheng accumulated over thirty years in the Technique Seed Containing God."

"My Void Taoism, however, is activated during battle, not drawn from my strength, but gained from the Heaven and Earth Great Path."

"Ai Cangsheng could reach the Void Ancestor, and if given enough time for my Void Taoism, I might break through that barrier and reach the Ancestral God Realm, or even beyond."

"But correspondingly, maybe the self post-battle won’t return, after all, I might comprehend negative power..."

For half a day, Xu Xiaoshou didn’t just think about the battle.

In the final stage of this battle, Dao Qiongcang’s bizarre intervention and the unexpected return of the Cursed Yin were matters worth investigating.

Though, their plans were thwarted by himself.

Yet Xu Xiaoshou knew, the Centipede of the Cursed Yin still struggled in death, and Dao Qiongcang was by no means a man who concedes easily.

"Demon Ancestor..."

Thinking of the Flower World, the one phrase that slipped out from the Cursed Yin because of his trickery, Xu Xiaoshou gained some insight.

He looked far towards the Central Region.

On the pinnacle of Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe, above the clouds.

The Elder Sang who meditated cross-legged long since entered the Buddha, becoming a vessel for You Yuan Buddha’s intent, petrified in form.

But when the Body, Spirit, and Will Three Dao Disc fully activated, probing deeper...

"Thump..."

"Thump..."

"Thump..."

You could faintly hear the slow, sparse heartbeat.

Within Elder Sang’s body, there was still a faint vitality beating, growing gradually.

It grew very slowly.

But owning the Life Dao Disc, Xu Xiaoshou was incredibly sensitive to vitality.

He could even perceive that this vitality did not stem from Elder Sang alone, seeming to have the resentful power of You Yuan, and even intermixed with an indescribable force.

"Demon Ancestor?"

Xu Xiaoshou wasn’t sure.

When he tried to discern this life force through the perspective of the Life Dao Disc, above "one," he saw as many as "three" life diagrams.

His head hurt!

The battle had ended.

Ai Cangsheng fell.

Xu Xiaoshou only had a brief respite, seeing a greater conspiracy after Dao Qiongcang made his move.

This concerns the secrets of the Ancestral God!

"The storm is looming!"

To describe the future pattern of the five regions with a whale falling and all things living, would be unfair.

After all, Ai Cangsheng was never the largest whale, unable to fill the ambitions looming around the Stairway to Heaven.

At best, he was a self-proclaimed Daoist Guardian.

He willingly became a pawn.

Yet the protective line of the Dao was breached, though it was the general trend, and he was indeed the main force in this battle.

How many forces merged into that breach, and where will they diverge next?