I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 3976: Chapter 1898: Clash

"Lei Shuangxing..."

Bazhun’an’s eyes turned cold.

However, when he turned his gaze, the person had already disappeared.

The scene of the lonely entrustment by the Lei family in the past flashed through his mind. Bazhun’an did not give up, pointed his fingers, directing toward where the Guiding Light had dissipated.

"Go!"

In the Sword Sea, the Divine-beating Crutch trembled, darting out.

The essence of space-time rippled like waves, the Divine-beating Crutch pierced through the void instantly, disappearing without a trace, strangely pursuing "beforehand".

Space-Time Transition!

But after this sword transitioned out, it failed to intercept the Guiding Light of the Sword Ancestor as expected.

Its destination was where the Ghost Buddha resided.

"Roar!"

The Demonic Emperor Black Dragon was startled, twisting its dragon body.

On the surface, it seemed to be protecting everything before the Ghost Buddha, but in reality, it curled up, trying to minimize its exposed area.

The familiar aura of sword cognition surged, the sudden attack frightened anyone nearby.

"Where is he?"

Bazhun’an shouted.

The Demonic Emperor Black Dragon and the Third Ancestor of the White Vein were all taken aback for a moment, quickly realizing what was being asked. Lord Qing Shi of the Divine Prison was the first to speak:

"The Guiding Light just skimmed past here without harming us, so it was not stopped..."

Gone.

Bazhun’an pondered for a while.

Clearly, the "Sword Ancestor" had predicted his actions entirely, the Guiding Light passed over the Ghost Buddha. His Space-Time Transition to pursue had to go over the Ghost Buddha too.

The Guiding Light could pass unharmed over the Ghost Buddha.

His inside-out sword, with lesser force, would be of no avail upon catching up, and with greater force, the Ghost Buddha would crack, and the channel would be destroyed.

This was equivalent to foolishly opening a breach for the Third Ancestor outside the boundary, letting them come in faster, truly a cleverly calculated scheme!

"Forget it."

Bazhun’an dispersed his sword cognition.

He couldn’t fall into the trap to chase at this moment, as for Lei Shuangxing, his life or death depended on fate...

No!

If he couldn’t catch up, what about Xu Xiaoshou?

...

"Xiao Wanfeng!"

Almost simultaneously with Bazhun’an, at the foot of Lingyu Mountain, the Black Chicken in Yu Zhiwen’s arms let out a symbolic caw.

The ancient swordsmen of Lingyu Mountain trembled as one.

No one could clearly discern who took action, in the Sword Sea, the Cang Godhood Sword shot out.

Halfway through the Space-Time Transition.

Seeing that Bazhun’an had the same idea, the after-battle supportive healing member hiding behind others on the mountain was indeed... Jin Ren had already entered Jiang Nayi’s belly.

The one here on guard, unbeknownst to everyone, had long been replaced by a bizarre magic created thought incarnation of Xu Xiaoshou molded by spiritual energy.

The thought incarnation, pinched a gesture.

This gesture was meaningless; it was just to show the Three Ancestors: Hey, I’m making a move, watch me!

Xu Xiaoshou had long left a Branding on Xiao Wanfeng.

While being in the Qianshi Emperor Realm, as soon as a thought stirred, he was able to send part of his consciousness falling onto Xiao Wanfeng, just in time to see the Guiding Light skimming past the Ghost Buddha, Bazhun’an’s sword cognition following afterward.

The Divine-beating Crutch was too prone to physical attack.

This thing didn’t have the "intent", "host" and such tricky aspects; Bazhun’an was still young.

Without a word, following along with the Guiding Light, Xu Xiaoshou wasn’t the least bit afraid.

"Heading to the Sword Tower?"

Going with the true body, of course, wouldn’t do.

Following with intent, this instead was a good thing.

In the Extreme Realm of the Will Dao Disc, cutting off a wisp of mind, just to take a glance would cause it to disperse on its own—both a risk and an attempt.

If I don’t enter h*ll, who will?

But never did he imagine, he’d underestimated the "Sword Ancestor"!

After passing over the Ghost Buddha, the first destination of this Guiding Light was not the Sword Tower, but rather a familiar environment.

"Cold Palace Emperor Realm?"

Xu Xiaoshou was instantly horrified, there’s a catch!

Splash.

The sound of water resonated.

Three strands of Guiding Light, with three junior ancient swordsmen, swirled into the pool like rinsing beef slices, pulled out again, continuing on to the next journey.

Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t keep up.

He only felt a burning pain in his thoughts, like rubbing pepper into a wound, he was swirled into the pool.

Without needing much thought, he immediately understood this place.

"Heart-washing Pond!"

Dao Qiongcang once said, anyone wishing to become the successor of the Holy Emperor must first pass the "Truth-seeking" stage.

How to truth-seek?

That would be going to the Heart-washing Pond to wash away dissonant thoughts.

The Extreme Realm of the Will Dao Disc resisted the power of the Heart-washing Pond, not washing him into a Cold Palace Emperor Realm clan person right away.

A mere wisp of divested energy couldn’t withstand such damage, not only falling from Xiao Wan Feng but also exploding soon after.

"Failed."

Thus Xu Xiaoshou sighed.

Knowing he could no longer keep up with the "Sword Ancestor’s" pace, unable to cross over the Sword Ball to explore the risks of the Sword Tower in advance.

While preparing to voluntarily disband and disperse his thought, sudden changes occurred.

Boom!

The space node where the Cold Palace Cave Heaven resided, precisely the stone hall where the Demon Ancestor’s stone statue was, suddenly exploded with a loud noise.

The magnificent power of the Holy Ancestor surged skyward.

Along with it came a long cry: "Which little thief is sneaking into our holy land?"

No Cold Palace Holy Emperor was seen, yet there was a condensed Saint Statue.

The power of the Holy Ancestor pressed down like a cold, overwhelming hand, grasping everything around the Heart-washing Pond, including all bodies, spirits, and intents within.

"Hand of Cold Molding!"

Crack—

The thought on the verge of disbanding, instantly froze.

Xu Xiaoshou felt a slight chill run down his spine, realizing this wasn’t a small ploy, but a grand scheme.

Connecting one link after another.

This was a series of traps!

Starting from the weak points of Gu, Xiao, and Lei, using the secrets of the Sword Tower as bait, seemingly insignificant but deadly hidden intent.

To save?

Or not to save?

Actually, either would do.

In the face of such a greater force, no one would specifically care about the lives of three ants, if the Demon Ancestor truly wanted, Xu Xiaoshou would certainly choose to let go.

But this time, it was the Sword Ancestor on the verge of disbanding, using the Guiding power to retrieve them...

This step, taken so "lightly", made it seem as if retrieving them was very easy.