I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 3854: Chapter 1855: Gift (Part 2)

What was said, equates to saying nothing.

Xu Xiaoshou’s mind was slightly in chaos.

Over tens of thousands of years, he comprehended much, feeling that the latter half of Nu’s words sounded familiar.

Had he heard it himself, or had he realized it himself?

Nu raised the roasted lamb leg high, and amidst the sizzling sound, golden grease trickled down from the slightly charred crispy skin.

For tens of thousands of years, he hadn’t tasted meat.

At the sight, Xu Xiaoshou’s mouth watered, and his stomach gurgled noisily.

He was not an ascetic cultivator.

In fact, he didn’t really enjoy cultivation.

He liked eating meat and sleeping, and facing the roasted lamb leg across the river, he was practically drooling over it.

But he couldn’t eat it.

Xu Xiaoshou thought that Nu was about to remove the mysterious mask and devour it, but who would have thought this guy’s arm shook, transforming into the head of an unknown beast, and with a few chomps, the roasted lamb leg was consumed entirely.

"Under the Great Tribulation, all beings will be extinguished."

"Each Path’s Ancestral God is the utmost supreme, stars will fall, dimming the wilderness, while I, stand alone and safe!"

"Yet my path is not the only resistance against the Great Tribulation; Time and Name should have been far superior to me, but a wrong step led to utter defeat."

Nu threw the remaining bone of the beast into the bonfire, wiped his hands and stood up, taking a few steps forward:

"The fact you can see me proves the Intent Path is successful, but this is merely the beginning, not the end."

"I aid you in cultivating intent, not for reciprocation of favor, nor to wish for you to practice my path, nor to offer yourself to Time and Name after succeeding."

"Whether it’s me, or Time, or Name, or others... your path is your choice, I do not interfere."

Nu stopped, standing firmly on the other side of the river of time.

He raised his head, gazing at the decaying stars in the sky, his distinctive Nuoyi fluttering under the night, solitary and imposing, even his tone turned resolute:

"Even if trapped in the river of time, one must face the Great Tribulation at the end of Dharma alone, I have no grievances nor disdain for petty schemes... I, awaken alone through all ages!"

"If you fall on your path, it is fate, irreversible."

"If your path transcends, wishing to aid me, then after the Heavenly Realm, seek the Ancestral Court’s Great Demon Mountain, chant my name, and a great demon will meet you."

After a pause, Nu lowered his head, muttering in a low voice:

"That’s all."

Finished, he turned and left.

With a rumble, the river of time and its entrapment shattered and dispersed into nothingness.

...

"Buzz!"

Consciousness buzzed with a tremendous shock.

This time, oddly, there was no nightmare.

Xu Xiaoshou escaped the time entrapment and returned to the chaos after the Time Dao Discs’ Super Taoization.

The three doors before him had all dimmed and vanished.

Along with the surrounding chaos, they soon began to split, shatter, and dissipate.

"Time to return..."

Xu Xiaoshou realized this was the end.

Through the Super Taoization of Time Dao Discs, he saw not only the Time Ancestor but also the Name Ancestor, Nu Ancestor, and even gained many secret insights of the Ancestral Gods.

He thought he would be trapped.

But unexpectedly, the world behind the third door, although indeed a difficult situation influenced by Nu and Time, was also not an entrapment, and he gained some fortune from it.

"Nu..."

The last words from this guy were somewhat inspiring.

The Great Tribulation affected the Time Ancestor Kong Yuhen, and after the Name Ancestor, the Time Ancestor also followed in decline, surprisingly without shaking Nu’s true heart at all.

"My path!"

"Truly worthy as the only ’clairvoyant’ Ancestral God!"

In the world behind the second door, when Nu withheld his hostility, Xu Xiaoshou thought he was going to collude with the Time Ancestor.

Unexpectedly, he instead severed the river of time, casting Xu Xiaoshou into his time entrapment, revealing all truths.

"Beyond the Heavenly Realm..."

"Ancestral Court’s Great Demon Mountain..."

This is something Xu Xiaoshou could not quite understand.

If the Heavenly Realm that Nu, well, Nu Ancestor speaks of, is the same as the Thirty Three Heavens he understands.

The Heavenly Realm has collapsed.

After the Divine Battle, the Heavenly Realm shattered irreparably, leaving only Divine Relics as the Heavenly Realm Triangle was built.

To even think of reaching the Heavenly Realm or beyond, would one have to wait for Kong Yuhen to reconstruct the Temporal Realm through the Ancient Six Gates?

And if that’s how it is, in truth, the Ten Ancestors, Ran Ming and other Ancestral Gods, their combat strength could all be regarded as reaching the pinnacle, standing equal with Time, Name, and Nu Ancestors, without distinction.

The only differentiation remains in the ability to ’discern oneself.’

Unable to discern oneself inevitably leads to failure, as the inability to resist the Great Tribulation—this is the crux of Nu Ancestor’s words!

"The Great Tribulation..."

What exactly is this tribulation, it’s actually unclear.

But the Shengshen Continent originally connected to the Heavenly Realm, and beyond that, the Ancestral Court’s Great Demon Mountain — Xu Xiaoshou firmly remembered this point.

If he has the strength, he will go to see Nu Ancestor.

But these are too distant, the pressing task is naturally to quickly gather his true heart and return to the current situation.

"I wonder how Bazhun’an is doing over there..."

"Hopefully my millennia, ten millennia, or even ten epochs here are but a brief moment, unrelated to the Shengshen Continent..."

...

"Gurgle gurgle."

The boiling kettle still bubbled, white smoke curling from its spout.

The All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion was still occupied by two figures, Kong Yuhen and Bazhun’an sitting together.

"An hour has passed."

Kong Yuhen looked out the window, implying something.

Bazhun’an naturally knew what this meant, he could also see and hear the words of Sword Deity Hua outside the pavilion.

But regardless...

"Xu Xiaoshou, unstable."

Sitting cross-legged, Xu Xiaoshou was intermittently surrounded by devilish energy, bursts of name power surging, and often falling into a state of feigned death.

He was definitely trapped.