I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 3803: Chapter 1836: Kui Thunder_2

"Retreat..."

Jiang Nayi was stunned: "Retreat from what?"

He still wanted to feed elixirs to Alliance Hierarch Yan Sheng to save his life, but they were slapped away.

"Tell... Gao Zhan... to retreat..."

The voice of Alliance Hierarch Yan Sheng was filled with fear, as if he had experienced some great terror.

What does this mean?

Did that purple-eyed monster hit him stupid?

If the demi-saint of the Black Tower, Gao Zhan, retreats now, who will step up to take charge? Could it be that the Nameless Void’s Jiang Nayi should?

"Hierarch, you absolutely cannot retreat..."

"I said! Retreat!"

"Impossible..."

"Useless!"

Jiang Nayi was dumbfounded by the sudden insult, felt fury rising within, baffled as to why he was being scolded when he was trying to save him, and puzzled over why he wanted Gao Zhan to retreat?

If Gao Zhan retreats, who will guard the Time Realm Rift?

These monsters, if they all flood into the five regions, then it would truly be calamity for the living beings—am I Jiang Nayi not far-sighted?

"It can’t be held..."

Alliance Hierarch Yan Sheng’s remnant soul looked to the sky, realizing that any delay by the Nameless Void made it too late.

Gao Zhan, maybe he can’t make it.

"Rest assured, Hierarch, the demi-saint of the Black Tower is one of the Seven Stars, his defense is not inferior to Saint Guardian Wei An, and with Hallmaster Dao’s desolate array, there will be great effect..."

Before he finished speaking, a scream echoed from the sky.

Jiang Nayi’s face changed as he swiftly turned his head, only to see beyond the Nine Heavens, a branch of the japonicum reaching through the shards of spacetime turbulence.

The old japonicum’s branch easily pierced through the barrier forged by the desolate array, punctured the absolute defense of the Black Tower, and impaled deeply into the body of the Black Tower’s demi-saint, Gao Zhan, through the top of his head.

"Ah——"

Gao Zhan screamed in agony.

Accompanied by uncontrollable pain, his head shook wildly, blood and tears splattering across his face, utterly wrenching to behold.

The people below were all shocked senseless.

Was the desolate array breached with a single attack?

Was the defense of the Black Tower’s demi-saint as flimsy as paper?

"Impossible..."

Jiang Nayi clenched his fist tightly, muttering, "Impossible! The Black Tower’s demi-saint can hold on, he definitely can hold on..."

The words had yet to be fully spoken.

In mid-air, Gao Zhan, impaled by the branch, his body rapidly swelled, his shoulders bulging, his thighs bulging, even his stomach bulging.

He looked...

just like...

"Going to give birth?"

Jiang Nayi stared dumbfounded.

Pop!

With a crisp cracking sound, Gao Zhan’s engorged belly split open, intestines and organs bursting and splattering everywhere.

From his belly, a series of round, dull-headed black dolls jumped out, waving their hands and feet, opening their mouths to babble incoherently:

"Awoo awoo awoo..."

"Yiwu, yiwu..."

"Kugua kugua, kugua kugua..."

One by one, these grotesque little monster dolls were born, each hideous beyond description, bursting in mid-air before they even hit the ground.

Boom boom boom boom!

Gao Zhan’s body was blown apart by the relentless holy power in mid-air.

Alliance Hierarch Yan Sheng survived under the purple giant-eyed monster, escaped with a remnant soul, because the purple giant eye’s attack and the Time Realm Rift plane were still separated, it hadn’t penetrated in yet.

The japonicum’s branch was incredibly real, piercing in from the outside with such veracity, carrying power not only enough to explode Gao Zhan’s saint body, but also shattering his soul and consciousness to dust.

"Ugh——"

The Time Realm Rift echoed a wail.

Everyone simultaneously realized something, Saint Fall!

With just one hit, the Black Tower’s demi-saint, Gao Zhan, couldn’t even escape and fell on the spot?

"I..."

All color drained from Jiang Nayi’s face.

Only now did he recognize what Alliance Hierarch Yan Sheng meant.

Retreat, not because it couldn’t be held.

But because it was fundamentally untenable, no need for needless sacrifice, saving one saint is saving one saint.

However, due to his own... confidence in Gao Zhan, confidence in Hallmaster Dao... was this wrong?

Yet Gao Zhan, died?

...

"Retreat——"

Jiang Nayi stuck his head out.

Even though his legs were weak, he forcibly pressed on the command tent to support himself, shouting hoarsely:

"By order of the Hierarch, everyone, evacuate the Time Realm Rift!"

There was no need for him to speak, as soon as Gao Zhan’s saint fell, everyone scattered like birds and beasts.

Each wished they could grow wings, or more legs, to escape faster.

Jiang Nayi was running too.

He ran with the remnant soul of Alliance Hierarch Yan Sheng.

But at that moment.

"Zzz——"

Like the only Reverser in the face of a landslide or tsunami, a purple lightning bolt pierced out from the distant spacetime rift, swept past his ear, rushing backward.

Jiang Nayi felt his scalp tingle, the tips of his hair stiffen slightly.

In a daze for a moment, as if eternal, he saw his past life, dim under the light of his brother Jiang Buyi, a life without luster.

"What the hell..."

Jiang Nayi shook his head violently, coming back to his senses.

What was he thinking while fleeing?

As he ran, thinking about that purple lightning, it didn’t seem like something normal, he hurriedly glanced back.

That quick glance was all it took.

Everyone else was running out.

The purple lightning, like a moth to a flame, actually plunged straight toward the center of the battlefield—its target was clearly the place of Gao Zhan’s Saint Fall.

"Come back!"

Jiang Nayi, tasked amidst the defeat, given orders in peril, carried the lives of all the spiritual cultivators in the Time Realm Rift battlefield as his own life.

Alliance Hierarch Yan Sheng had been bisected.

The Black Tower’s demi-saint had been explosively killed.

Who was this fearless fool carrying the fantasy of saving the world, daring to confront those terrifying three irresistible forces!

Jiang Nayi hurriedly halted, turning to shout:

"Hey you, retreat immediately!"

"The Hierarch’s order is retreat; don’t make meaningless sacrifices, come back to me!"

The purple lightning did not speak.

As it reached the mid-air above Gao Zhan’s Saint Fall, its form materialized.

In the hasty glance back from everyone on the battlefield, all they could see was a high-raised tattered cloak, and under the cloak, the hulking sinewy ghostly back that couldn’t be concealed.