I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 3884: Chapter 1865: Late (Part 2)

Mei Siren touched his chest, stretched out his hand and felt his back, truly a novel experience. He quickly retracted his hand but accidentally touched his throbbing heart...

"Sss!"

Like sprinkling chili powder on a wound, a fiery pain.

Interesting!

A bit heated!

Mei Siren did not lower his head in the slightest, picked up the Taicheng Sword, and quietly asked the young man beside him with an unclear face: "The time is up, right?"

"Yeah!" Xiao Wanfeng nodded heavily, "It’s actually half an hour earlier, they even gave a bit more time..."

"Proper."

Mei Siren nodded, then with eyes shining, chest out and abdomen in, his battle spirit soared again as he looked at Hua Changdeng: "Hua boy, the old man has recovered, let’s have another sword fight, exchange for half an hour!"

Sss!𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

With this utterance, whether the onlookers from Qingyuan Mountain or the ones watching through the transmission, all gasped.

Old man, are you serious?

A chest pierced with such a large hole, still daring to puff out the chest?

This bleeding, even God’s Blessing’s blood production power is somewhat insufficient!

"Where is Bazhun’an?"

"Why let Master Siren take charge, he is just an elder, he can’t withstand it!"

"Speaking of the younger generation, why is there not a single one who dares to step up and take the sword? Where is Gu Qinger, isn’t he also a Sword Deity, why is he cowering?"

"Indeed, you want to exchange battles for time, still waiting for those two useless ones, then a carousel battle, what’s with relying entirely on the spirited old man?"

"Is this era sick, young people so incompetent?"

"..."

Hong didn’t even dare glance again at the Golden Apricot’s comments, these people are entirely biased.

If even Master Siren cannot withstand Hua Changdeng’s sword, how could any among the younger generation?

The only one in the arena, perhaps with the power to battle, the ancient swordsman...

She sneaked a glance at Elder Wuyue.

The Moonless Sword Deity remained calm, seemingly aloof, as he wasn’t part of the Saint Servant, didn’t need to involve in such turmoil.

"Mei Siren!"

In an impatient tone, Hua Changdeng said, "If you wish to die, I can fulfill you, but before you die, keep your word and make a trip back to the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, summon Bazhun’an out."

Mei Siren stepped forward, about to speak, but the wound tugged, grimacing in pain, unable to maintain his image, nearly collapsing.

"Master Siren..."

Xiao Wanfeng hurriedly supported the elder.

This truly is a death wish, don’t mention taking a sword, now even Hua Changdeng blowing lightly would topple Master Siren, then a slumber from which he wouldn’t awaken!

"Hah... haha..."

Mei Siren took a deep breath, slowly pulled out a folding fan, the surface reading "Not a big problem", he said weakly:

"The old man can surely return to the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion."

"But the old man also stated, Bazhun’an is at a critical moment of enlightenment, two hours are just two hours."

"Once the time is up, the old man will return. Before then, even if you kill me, without the invitation of the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, you cannot enter."

He brushed his beard, only to find his hands covered in sticky, dark blood, yet didn’t care, chuckling: "Young man, haste makes waste, have another sword."

Absurd!

Hua Changdeng originally didn’t intend to kill Mei Siren, yet now couldn’t suppress the urge.

Earlier, as one hour passed, Mei Siren pledged with "Master Siren"’s reputation across the five regions:

He could return to the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, but Bazhun’an is amidst enlightenment, requiring another half an hour before he can return. Previously borrowing Xiao Kongtong’s body to emerge had already been very courteous, he didn’t wish to return prematurely to disturb.

Enlightenment?

Fine! Let enlightening continue!

Knowing Bazhun’an’s seclusion must be for a grand insight, Hua Changdeng also anticipated the battle against an even stronger Bazhun’an, eager for his "Sword Me", eager for the concept of Sword Me.

He had proactively waited for an hour.

Following Mei Siren’s survival after taking the sword, it dragged down another half an hour.

Now that the time is up, you’ve changed it to "two hours", wouldn’t that mean two hours after, another two hours?

"Master Siren’s reputation..."

Hua Changdeng’s eyes flashed with cold light.

Failing to see Mei Siren’s reputation’s worthlessness now, not knowing what else it is.

Perhaps this old fellow couldn’t even return to the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, his entire act was merely stalling, Hua Changdeng might as well unsheathe his sword and slit his throat.

"In waiting for him, I had repeatedly broken promises to others."

"Let me tell you, you lack time, I too am rushing against time, an hour and a half, already my greatest concession."

Hua Changdeng slowly raised the copper lamp in his hand, his countenance icy: "Since Master Siren cannot return to the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion himself, and Bazhun’an is so difficult to invite, then borrow your spirit soul, I will take the initiative to head to the tower and meet him in the past."

Sizzle!

The candle flame on the copper lamp flickered.

The atmosphere of Lingyu Mountain ignited as if aflame, everyone on tiptoe in anticipation, Mei Siren’s pupils quivered, struggling to raise the Taicheng Sword...

"Clang——"

At this moment, sword cries rang.

Between Hua Changdeng and Mei Siren, a three-foot-long sword, blue and white, engraved with dragons and phoenixes, was heavily placed into the mountain ground.

The Cang Godhood Sword!

Swish, the thousands on the mountain were momentarily stunned, various expressions arose, turning their gazes.

As the image transmitted by each family’s Zhang Xing refocused, viewers from the five regions saw a somewhat youthful face appearing in the image, about sixteen or seventeen years old.

"Cang Godhood Sword? Sword Deity Rao’s sword?"

"Who is this young man, how does he possess the Cang Godhood Sword?"

"I’ve said it over thirty times, watch the young guy beside Master Siren more carefully. I told you this sword looks like the Cang Godhood Sword, you didn’t believe..."

"How dare he show up?"

"Young hero, what guts!"

"I am willing to call you the strongest of the younger generation, aside from Lord Shou!"