I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 3896: Chapter 1869: On the Game

How many eyes in this world are watching me, Bazhun’an knows.

What kind of existence is behind, always watching and urging me, Hua Changdeng also knows.

The two focused on the front, ignoring what was behind.

Lingyu Mountain is gone.

The cup of wine on the Spirit Lake stone table that divided heaven and earth into black and white, a gift from Bazhun’an, struck a chord with Hua Changdeng.

"Handle..."

Everyone murmured, beginning to speculate what kind of handle Hua Changdeng had left in the hands of the Third Ancestor to willingly be this front runner.

After all, the Eighth Sword Deity would not make a baseless remark; he must have his considerations.

Hua Changdeng said nothing, his expression briefly changed before returning to calm.

The golden goblet before him was filled with wine, yet all people gave face to Bazhun’an, and he remained indifferent.

"How is it, Brother Hua, are you afraid I’ll poison it?"

Bazhun’an laughed at his own words.

He is not surnamed Dao and would not use such low methods.

The surrounding ancient swordsmen by the Spirit Lake, such as Elder Wuyue, Feng Tingchen, Lei Shuangxing, Gu Qingduo, all finished their drinks, giving face.

Even the unconscious Xiao Kongtong and Xiao Wanfeng woke up, sniffed, took a forced sip, and fainted again.

Master Siren, despite his severely injured body, took a sip, the wine flowing through his injury, coughing up reversed blood, but still waving a fan, silently shouting:

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

Only you, Hua Changdeng, dare not drink?

Only you, Hua Changdeng, are a coward?

Everyone stared at Hua the Holy Emperor, the will forged by a world-renowned name, transformed into great force crushing down.

Hua Changdeng almost wavered and reached for the wine cup.

Only then did he realize that this wine, gifted to the world, wasn’t for nothing— the illusion of the Spirit Lake was unreal, and the name borrowed by Bazhun’an was real.

His Ten Thousand Sword Technique had a shaping force level act different from the world, unique indeed.

However...

What of borrowing a name?

"I have my confusion too."

Since his fingers had touched the golden goblet, Hua Changdeng wouldn’t lose face and let go, he raised the cup, yet didn’t drink for a while.

The wine can be drunk, but not for nothing.

Bazhun’an wanted to talk, and there were matters he was curious about, beyond just the Third Ancestor’s curiosity.

"Brother Hua is puzzled, so speak freely, but before drinking this cup and raising the question, sir seems not to have provided the answer I want?" Bazhun’an gazed.

"You Bazhun’an, need other’s answers too?"

Hua Changdeng smiled holding the golden goblet, not believing the person in front came with doubts, clearly asking what he already knew.

"Then I’ll dare to guess..." Bazhun’an grabbed a jade pot, filling his golden goblet before him once more.

The Five Domains Ancient Sword Cultivators stirred again.

The Five Domains Refining Spirit Masters grew envious.

Because as the golden cup before Bazhun’an slowly filled, the goblets before the ancient swordsmen in each location began to exude the fragrance of wine again.

"More?"

"The Eighth Sword Deity gifts me a second cup?"

"Master Siren knows my heart too, wonderful, wonderful!"

This time, the pouring was extremely slow, even though the wine from Bazhun’an’s jade pot poured continuously, the wine in the cups of the ancient swordsmen from various regions was slowly filling.

He continued to pour, while guessing aloud in a calm tone:

"The road across has no return, sharpening the sword with gold and stone, thirty years’ mottles, success only allowed, no failures.

"Brother Hua started with the Way of the Sword, reaching the pinnacle of the Phantom Swords Technique, I can’t compare, yet success is with Phantom City, failure is also with Phantom City.

"Gaining the Ghost Ancestor’s divine court, the path of the Sword God could not continue, helplessly entering the Reincarnation Path midway, but aiming to seal godhood and ancestorhood under Ghost Ancestor’s gaze, is as difficult as ascending the heavens.

"This ’Present Gods and Buddhas’, Brother Hua wishes to pluck but is powerless, without plucking, it’s hard to move a step.

"This arrival in the Five Regions, only to see me, and I being the gold and stone, might sharpen the sword, or also break the Ghost Hunter...

A pause, Bazhun’an raised his eyelid, glanced at Hua Changdeng, voice heavy:

"Failing the robbing path, Brother Hua perishes, setting this aside.

"If successful, Brother Hua seals ancestorhood, beside the Ghost Ancestor, there remains the Medicine Ancestor, after the Ghost Ancestor, there remains the Demon Ancestor, Cursed Yin, dare ask Brother Hua, what’s your strategy, what’s your plan?"

With these words, the Five Domains Spectators were all shocked in their hearts.

Ghost Ancestor?!

Everyone was just watching, not thinking deeply at the time.

Even so, at this moment, after different authorities interpreted the situation, everyone knew the three great monsters outside the time realm rift were the Three Ancestors.

Hua Changdeng ahead, Three Ancestors behind, conspiracies abound.𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

But among the Three Ancestors, there wasn’t a Ghost Ancestor, where did this come from?

And listening to the Eighth Sword Deity’s implication, Hua Changdeng came to seek him, not to resume the unfinished Hua Ba battle from thirty years ago.

On the contrary, he had no choice but to come, otherwise it was waiting for death.

Came and lost is death, winning and succeeding in robbing path, sealing godhood and ancestorhood, also faces Three Ancestors, the outcome likely also death.

Dead ends all around?

The images of various clans’ Zhang Xing blew up in the comment:

"No wonder Bazhun’an said he had a handle caught by the Ancestor God, no wonder Hua Changdeng willingly served as the advance guard, so this is it?"

"Is the Holy Emperor’s life so difficult, while I make three thousand Spirit Crystals a month, occasionally sneaking fun, isn’t it relatively enjoyable?"

"Facing death on all fronts, why can’t Hua and Ba join forces to defeat the Three Ancestors?"

"Brother, that’s a great insight! Did you not consider if Hua Ba can’t be gold and stone to each other, sharpening each other to seal godhood and ancestorhood— joining forces? For the Ancestor God, wouldn’t that be merging two useless beings?"

"Uh..."

This battle is inevitable!

Everyone understood this, and unlike before, it wasn’t just thought to be the continuation of a Sword Deity battle.