I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 3841: Chapter 1890: The River of Fate (Part 2)

"Damn!"

Xu Xiaoshou really wanted to rush in, press the pause button, and watch slowly.

Before he had time to complain, in the blink of an eye, time had pushed forward tens of thousands of years unknowingly, and he was moved again.

"I!"

Xu Xiaoshou saw himself!

He was in the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion achieving enlightenment, intending to linger in the river of time, peeking at the truth of the black wheel through the source of spacetime, and saw the version of himself during the Abyss Island period in the white smoke scene...

This feeling was so magical!

Before the tides of time, all are equal.

The life of the Heavenly Ancestor seemed insignificant, as did Xu Xiaoshou’s.

The version of himself from the Abyss Island period flashed by.

If not for his strong awareness, and because it was himself, he almost didn’t catch it.

Not just himself, he saw the Herb Garden of Divine Farmer, the First Hall of Sins, the Fallen Abyss, and saw Jiang Buyi, Dao Qiongcang, Rao Yaoyao, and others.

The difference was...

Even Dao Qiongcang, no matter how unpredictable he was, in the white smoke image during the river of time summoned by Time Ancestor, he no longer had godly insight.

——Like a chess piece, proceeding step by step, pushed forward by fate.

"Didn’t look up."

"Didn’t notice me."

Xu Xiaoshou felt a bit lucky, a bit emotional, and somewhat scared, thinking that if Dao Qiongcang really looked up, it would have been an accident.

Waves sifting sands.

Abyss Island was just a grain of sand.

Its bubble images, along with the sixth river of time rushing forward, quickly vanished into nothingness.

"Time..."

Xu Xiaoshou whispered silently, feeling a heavy vastness from these two simple words.

He looked toward Time Ancestor.

He initially thought Time Ancestor, who mastered the Time Dao, could differentiate the river of time into nine with a single point, controlling everything.

He quickly laughed at himself, realizing his naive assumptions.

Even Time Ancestor, at this moment controlling nine parallel rivers of time, although he couldn’t see his face clearly, the struggle was evident from his posture.

This explained why he hesitated over just nine clones earlier.

"To let time run parallel and monitor constantly, isn’t it against heaven, let alone being distracted by others?"

Nine time dragons pushed forward.

Xu Xiaoshou stopped delving deeply, just watching was already taxing on his mind, soon he became like a dragonfly skimming the surface.

Picking and choosing what to see, whatever felt comfortable.

And you wouldn’t believe it!

Amidst the myriad scenes comprehended earlier, from Dragon Ancestor to phoenix to mortal commoners, he saw bits and pieces.

That secular insight, it was real?

"Emperor Qianshi, quite something..."

At this thought, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly remembered.

Since entering this dimension, the previously continuous secular insights had stopped.

That is to say, the power from the Qianshi Emperor Realm, Jin Ren’s side, was not yet strong enough to interfere with the source of spacetime.

"Indeed, how could Emperor Qianshi compare to Time Ancestor?"

The river of time emerged, subsequently dividing into nine, after the initial upheaval, under Time Ancestor’s control, gradually stabilized.

The white smoke images followed suit, stabilizing as well.

The conversations of the three also resumed.

"Spectacular!"

The fellow wearing the Nuomian apparently wasn’t seeing this for the first time, yet he still sighed in admiration.

He stood by Name Ancestor, arms crossed, gazing at the nine rivers of time ahead, musing:

"Once time runs parallel, nine cycles of reincarnation begin simultaneously, without order."

"But this realm of reincarnation must be carefully selected, especially the first, which must lead the others by half a step, right?"

"I’ve seen many beings, all reaching the Ancestral God Realm, capable of being good helpers... the future, how exciting!"

Future?

Xu Xiaoshou was startled.

In other words, it matched the earlier of his previous assumptions.

The era in which these three existed was earlier than the Heavenly Ancestor’s, by countless epochs?

At this moment, Time Ancestor slightly shook his head, spoke a profoundly mysterious phrase:

"What you see, is all in the past."

Past?

At this point, not only was Nuozu stunned, but Name Ancestor was shocked, Xu Xiaoshou too was taken aback.

It wasn’t the former as speculated, but the latter?

They were actually later than the Ten Ancestors of the Shengshen Continent, countless eras—was Name Ancestor also after me?

"Not correct."

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly recalled.

In the world behind the first gate, from the words "Xu Ancestor" and "Name Ancestor" spoken by the Time Ancestor’s back, he calculated that the world behind that gate is the future.

After all, he has not yet sealed as the Ancestral God now.

And the way Time Ancestor refers to himself, the world behind the gate can only be events happening in the future.

Yet the other party also said such a phrase:

"This is the past, the door you opened is the gate of the past, you and I meet at the source of the river of time."

The world behind the first gate is the past.

Could it be that the world behind the second gate corresponds to the future?

In this way, none of them have become Ancestral Gods as of now, they haven’t even been born, and I am their great-great-grandfather... in a way!

But Time Ancestor also said:

"Whatever is seen, all is the past."

So, the world behind the second gate is also the past?

Future equals past?

Xu Xiaoshou’s mind spun and twisted, almost boiling the water inside his head—how is this any different from suggesting his head is actually his butt?

"Indeed, the Time Dao cannot be mastered, no wonder Kong Yuhen is lost, Super Taoization has reached its limit, I can’t act recklessly next... "

Thoughts churned as the scene ahead unfolded, the Two Ancestors also returned to their senses.

"I don’t understand."

The person wearing the Nuomian acted fiercely, yet their character was straightforward.

Saying they don’t understand, they ceased discussing these issues, withdrawing their gaze from the nine rivers of time, and turned back to the table.

On the stone table, they just took two chess pieces.

One was placed in front of the Time Ancestor, knocked away by the Name Ancestor, while another remained in its original place, close to themselves.

The Name Ancestor turned back, knowing the person had something to say.

With the river of time stabilized, the Time Ancestor could also return, letting time become a backdrop behind the three of them, flowing on its own.

"You’ve both made efforts, I should also contribute a bit."

"But with one of you involved in reincarnation, and the other’s clone is exhausted, I can’t give my all, I need to use a detour method to protect you, Name."

Listening to them finishing their words, the Name Ancestor smiled: "Modest."

The Time Ancestor didn’t care much about the effort, they all knew one had to stay, to directly withstand the great calamity—there was only one choice.

"Drama..."

The Time Ancestor’s words did not leave his mouth.

The man with the Nuomian raised his sleeve, stopping the other’s voice, his sandpaper voice full of madness:

"Shoulder the responsibility without hesitation!"

He gestured with his hand, not discussing the matter further.

Instead, he bent his fingers, capturing from afar, suddenly a three-story wooden pavilion emerged behind the Time Ancestor.

All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion!

Xu Xiaoshou was still feeling Rao Yaoyao had a youthful arrogance not inferior to Bazhun’an’s, and in the blink of an eye, he saw something familiar.

Time Ancestor did have a pavilion.

That All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, unchanged from ancient times, exactly like the one he’d seen several times on Shengshen Continent.

"The pavilion remains, but the people have changed..."

Putting away the sigh, Xu Xiaoshou noticed the details.

Nuozu captured an object from afar without Time Ancestor’s consent, retrieving a wooden wheel from the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion.

"Indeed!"

At this moment, Xu Xiaoshou had long expected, yet he was still a bit amazed.

This wheel was precisely the one placed on the table in the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, crudely made, with an easily broken pointer.

Perhaps there were two at the time, they took one, and the other was never touched again?

"What does this mean?" Time Ancestor hesitated.

The three seemed to have a good relationship, no one minded whose little treasury had been openly sneaked into.

Nuozu placed the wooden wheel on the stone table, glanced at the Name Ancestor and said, "Give a drop of blood."

Blood?

To Ancestral Gods, blood is extremely precious.

You don’t even need to reach the level of an Ancestral God, the Five Decays of Heaven and Man touching a drop of blood can annihilate an entire tribe with a technique, can this thing be given so easily?

A red drop of blood emerged from the Name Ancestor’s fingertip, waved away without even questioning.

"You too."

Nuozu looked at Time Ancestor, who followed suit.

He easily obtained two drops of blood, one red and one gold, suspended in his left palm, then extended his right index and middle fingers to crush the two drops of blood, leaving only the blood traces wrapping around the fingertips.

Soon, the blood color dried, its power seemingly absorbed completely, leaving only red and gold at the fingertips.

"Hair."

The Name Ancestor, Time Ancestor, each plucked a hair and handed it over.

Nuozu extended his tongue, licked the two hairs, and abruptly the strands stiffened like needles, allowing the hairs to pierce into the bloodstained two fingers.

The ends of the two fingers, like small mouths with sharp teeth, cracked and began to consume the hair.

Nuozu broke the tip of his tongue and spat out his tongue-tip blood, suspended in the air.

His blood was black!

Red, gold, black... Xu Xiaoshou silently inhaled a breath of cold air, more eagerly anticipating the means of this man with the Nuomian, and what he was concocting.