I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 3734: Chapter 1809: A Hundred Faces_3

Now, who am I playing? It can’t truly be the young Dragon Ancestor, can it?

Kill kill kill!

Slaughter through the underwater world!

When, after untold millennia, the underwater clans have been unified, and the armies are at the continent’s shores.

Xu Xiaoshou has fully assumed the role, leading the charge, breaking through the water, transforming into a human shape, holding the Sea God’s Trident, and crying out aloud:

"God-Slayer! Rob the path! Destiny is mine!"

Behind him, there stretched an endless line of the Sea Clan.

Voices full of killing intent pierced the skies, shouting the name of their sole leader who leads them to the continent:

"Dragon!"

"Dragon!"

"Dragon!"

...

"So, you say that this Spiritual Cultivation is only for the disciples of the Spirit Palace, the sects, and the family offspring, while we, the wild ones, are all worthless?"

In response, stomped down with a foot.

The head underfoot exploded into fragments.

Xu Xiaoshou raised his head, surveying with shocked eyes.

Blood covered the entire mountain, corpses floated for miles.

Yet, the whole mountain and range were still filled with people.

Most of them were quite short, mostly only at the level of Innate Yuan Court and Voidness State, with a dozen or so supreme masters of Upper Spiritual Level in the sky!

Upper Spiritual Level... what is it?

Three innate levels: Yuan Court, Voidness, Upper Spirit.

Upper Spirit in the Innate stage signifies a king; it reaches the extreme as the legendary Master Stage Threshold!

"This is so strong, I’ve just experienced half the life of Dragon Ancestor..." Xu Xiaoshou hastily contemplated his energy reserve.

Holy moly, he himself was merely at the tenth level of Spiritual Cultivation.

He looked ahead at the countless Innate-stage fighters, feeling a cold sweat in his heart:

"The Dragon Ancestor has his domineering power and path of claiming ancestor status."

"Now at mere Acquired stage, what virtue or ability does it take to provoke this swarm of Innate fighters to besiege me, in whose cruel role am I embodying this time?"

As if a dream or illusion, this felt like being in a land of small people.

Standing on the edge of the mountain range, each one was incredibly juvenile, none reaching as high as the chest of the current host.

No time was given to think, the surrounding people roared and charged, attacking again, various spiritual techniques flew and swept.

"Bullying the few from many, relying on strength to oppress, Zhao Tianling, so-called higher void Zhao family, that’s all you got."

"Xu Xiaoshou" laughed heartily, his laughter was full of vigor.

He held a hammer in one hand, clutching a gourd in the other, facing dozens of people, dozens of beams of spiritual strength, fearlessly charging ahead.

The speed was extremely fast.

Once in close range, one hammer for one person.

Every hammer down, a sip of wine; when the wine was gone, he was thirsty for blood and flesh.

But human power has its limits, even with an Innate Level Physique, it couldn’t withstand this kind of onslaught from Innate-stage fighters.

When he was covered in wounds, and his energy reserve was completely depleted, only determination held his last breath.

The people in front poured in endlessly, impossible to kill them all.

An Upper Spirit master Zhao Tianling attacked from high above with a spear... my life is at its end!

At the moment of life and death, Xu Xiaoshou felt his mind as if struck by lightning, understanding something completely.

The tides of his energy reserve rose, he abandoned the hammer and wine, sat cross-legged, eyes closed, astonishingly disregarded the attack from the Upper Spirit master, with path energy surging madly around him.

As if in a moment, an eternal instant.

When his tiger eyes reopened, his bones crackled all over, thunder light surged around, Xu Xiaoshou followed with a loud roar:

"Tenth realm to non-extreme realm, merge realm to refine thunder spirit! Begin!"

With a bang, his energy reserve collapsed, nurturing a monstrous thunder spirit.

This was not breakthrough to Innate stage, but stepping into the eleventh realm of Spiritual Cultivation, forcefully grasping the power of innate elemental powers in an Acquired-stage form.

Thunder...

Eleventh realm...

Breaking through in battle, eyes closed, crossed legs...

Xu Xiaoshou vaguely understood who this time’s host must be, to have such talent.

He felt for the first time the term "genius"... no, it should be truly "Absolute Genius!"

Just when breaking through the eleventh realm of Spiritual Cultivation, manifesting thunder spirit, it seemed there were deities leading the path in his mind.

Clearly, he hadn’t practiced any Innate Stage Spiritual Technique.

In that instant, he realized more than a dozen ways to apply the Path of Thunder—not spiritual techniques, but using the Path.

"Heavenly Punishment!"

An empty point, a deep shout.

A blue thunderbolt descended from the sky, and Zhao Tianling of the Upper Spiritual Level who came with a spear was instantly struck into charcoal, killed by the power of the Great Path!

Xu Xiaoshou felt the person... oh no, world view... oh no, Refining Spirit Temple was shattered as well.

Master touches the path, Sovereign Enlightens the path.

Higher void collects the Dao throughout life, transforming the mortal into a Saint.

This one, developing the eleventh realm in Acquired stage, not entering Innate, has already enlightened?

"You dare!"

Zhao Tianling died, and after death, a virtual image emerged, that of a white-haired elder, eyes split with rage.

In his hands, seals formed, bloody mist gathered, directly shot at the killer "Xu Xiaoshou."

Xu Xiaoshou felt this host was tougher than "Dragon," fighting across not one level but several.

He actually didn’t even dodge, with Acquired-stage posture, brazenly laughed at the higher void virtual image:

"Why trace the bloodline?"

"I, Cao Yihan, unchanged in name and unchanging in seat, dare you to kill me, see who will die and who will live?"

Three years passed in a flash.

Xu Xiaoshou followed Cao Yihan, slaughtering from the great mountains into the depths of fog, from mutated beasts to deep seas.

Either fleeing from disasters or on the run—acting tough certainly came with consequences.

But the encounters along the way were astonishing.

Xu Xiaoshou had never seen or heard of such an absurd cultivation method.

Cao Yihan developed from the eleventh realm of Acquired-stage Spiritual Cultivation to the thirteenth realm, breaking through, transcending Innate, directly entering Master stage.

He as a Master, enlightened under the sea, observed thunder in storms, silent for another year and a half, then directly ascended to Sovereign.

Once Sovereign was established, he slaughtered back to the Central Region.

With the unfolding Thunder Dao, higher voids were destroyed, the Zhao family annihilated.

Years turned, the power of the Upanishad, long cultivated when he first entered Sovereign, yet no Power Upanishad Formation appeared.

All flows into the Innate Thunder Spirit.

That Thunder Spirit was later renamed God Firmament Leader.

Kui Lei Han’s cultivation of Nian, from the initial spiritual senses to obsession to penetrating divine senses, had traces—not cross-legged sitting for insight, but thick accumulation and thin emission.

When final throne stance, standing on the Supreme Sovereign stage, he first met an unusually tall bald man of equal height...

"Oh! This physique, did you also forge the body?"

"Ancient martial arts."

"Oh? Ancient martial arts? Sounds good! Proper ways?"

"..."

"Turns out to be a mute, show what you’ve got, this father is here to challenge your respectable paths!"