I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 3934: Chapter 1882: Composed

"Hmph! Just that?"

With a muffled groan, as blood just began to trickle from the corner of his mouth, Jin Ren stubbornly burned the infernal white flame to ash.

The surrounding Fengdu phenomena were still forming, and the pressure became ever more intense.

Furthermore, the terrifying Aura of the God of Death loomed overhead, like an overwhelming force!

Damn my lack of Heavenly Ancestor’s Power... Jin Ren knew he lost because he wasn’t in his true form and lacked outside forces.

Even though Penetrating Divine Senses could resist the Power of Divinity, he was just born, his sword cognition barely developed a few strands compared to Hua Changdeng’s decades of deep foundation in the River of Oblivion—like Little Wu meeting a great witch.

He immediately changed his move, daring not to continue his pretense.

Bizarre Magic!

With a single thought, the Will Ghost was forcibly twisted.

With a soft "pop," his frightening finger transformed into a white goose feather...

"It’s resolved!"

The five regions were in an uproar, Lord Shou had once again changed his magic trick, this time twisting the Will Ghost’s form?

Even Gou Wuyue revealed a puzzled look, but quickly sensed something amiss.

Usually, Xu Xiaoshou used similar moves to transform into a vivid goose, yet this time it was just a feather...

Was it intentional?

Or lacking in strength?

...

"Damn!"

Upon seeing only a feather in front of him, Jin Ren’s pores exploded—what he imagined was a Spirit Lake goose!

But merely twisting it into a feather, his entire blood and energy nearly drained.

Even the energy that filled half of the Nine Wheel Unlimited Silence Son upon birth in the Apricot Realm after absorbing all the heavenly resources and earthly treasures...

Was depleted!

Hua Changdeng, a human-shaped monster!

No wonder this guy could digest the power of Kun Peng, it was impossible to withstand without his true form!

"Boom."

He could no longer suppress it.

Only maintaining the goose feather for an instant, the Will Ghost returned, all powers weighing down.

Jin Ren used the buffer of Bizarre Magic, expending all effort without hesitation, using the Vanishing Technique paired with taking the easy way out, he fled in disarray.

Realizing he could still be locked onto by the Will Ghost, he hurriedly used Independence, and as the latter lost its target, he closed it immediately, silently sighing in relief.

He survived...

Jin Ren knew his plight, but in others’ eyes, the situation was another scene.

"Hahaha!"

The Will Ghost passed through, Lord Shou transformed into fluttering flying flowers, exquisitely retreating from the scene.

From beyond the Nine Heavens, laughter echoed from all directions, Lord Shou arrogant and unrestrained, yet filled with regret in his voice:

"What a pity, Hua Changdeng."

"If it weren’t for Bazhun’an naming me to fight you, no one daring to draw a sword against me in the five regions has met a good end, understand?"

"Hahaha, hahaha, hahahaha..."

The laughter drifted away, to the point of fading beyond the heavens, leaving only a faint and illusory whisper in the ears of the five regions:

"To exhaust my name, first defeat Bazhun’an!"

...

"Xu Xiaoshou..."

Hua Changdeng’s eyes twitched wildly.

With just one sword, he had already probed seven parts of Xu Xiaoshou’s essence.

This guy couldn’t withstand his sword at all, outwardly powerful but just for show.

Admittedly, that strange spiritual technique just forcibly twisted the Will Ghost for an instant, but it was only a momentary twist, hardly causing a ripple.

Apart from the Will Ghost, he still had the Body Ghost, the Spirit Ghost.

If he truly unleashed all three swords, Xu Xiaoshou would surely die on the spot, his real strength, compared to what he saw before, seemed...

"Weaker?"

It shouldn’t even be considered weaker.

They were like two different people, not even a fraction of the Ming Sword Skill he saw before!

Was it intentional?

Or an Eye-blocking Technique?

Hua Changdeng knows Xu Xiaoshou is tricky, yet he didn’t realize his mouth could be so foul, that he fell for it again, deceived like a fool.

He also knows Xu Xiaoshou is deceitful, but after being deceived once, and twice, can someone still be fooled a third time?

He dared not underestimate this person, guessing that Xu Xiaoshou’s feigned weakness wasn’t for him to see, but for the outside Third Ancestor.

"But do you really think that I can’t find you like this?"

Yet the killing intent in his chest had formed, and without releasing it, his intent couldn’t be tranquil, Hua Changdeng wouldn’t give Xu Xiaoshou another chance to play hide and seek.

The Yunshan Saint Emperor was played once, how could he not leave a watchful eye when striking?

"Heaven and Earth have form, follow my command."

"The sword rises with the Three Talents, the array locks the strange fate."

Hua Changdeng’s hands made hand seals in the void, his eyes flickering with a deep light, murmurations from his mouth, and as his voice settled, he raised a finger to command the ghosts.

"Roar!"

The sky darkened immediately.

In the midst of unrecognizable roars, the sky’s fissures and the earth’s cracks emerged, each revealing a massive ghost hand.

Two ghost hands, top and bottom, joined their palms towards Hua Changdeng, enclosing him in a Primitive Ghost Realm.

In a world like another world, a ghost eye opened at Hua Changdeng’s brow, shooting a thick Soul Chain.

"Boom——"

The chain traversed, tearing through the clouds, surging towards the horizon.

Sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, as if catching an intangible form capable of space transfer.

"Hua Changdeng is after Lord Shou!"

"But Lord Shou clearly vanished, how did it lock onto him?"

In just a few moments, the Soul Chain flicked back and forth over a hundred times.

Each time the position shifted, the ghost hands forming the Primitive Ghost Realm around Hua Changdeng marked a location.

Flickering to and fro, suddenly everyone’s awareness went blank.

"Hua Changdeng, what is he doing?"

"He seems to be catching someone, who, Bazhun’an?"

Just when everyone lost the concept of "Lord Shou’s" existence, Hua Changdeng’s eyes became feral, cracking with ghostly patterns.

He too forgot who he was dealing with.

But he had countered such situations before, when he forgot, it was time to draw the net.

"Spirit Placement!"

A shout was released.

At his brow, the ghost eye merged.

The thick Soul Chain seemed to be bitten off by the closing gates of hell, exploding into the void.

At the same time, within the otherworldly Primitive Ghost Realm, Hua Changdeng reappeared on Lingyu Mountain.