I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 4395: Chapter 2037: Seizing Time

Amidst the sizzling sound, the reincarnation river polluted with blood had just begun to dissolve, only to be completely absorbed by Saint Xin’s blood magic.

On the other side, the broken life diagram and fractured life river had yet to be returned to the Way of the Heavens, forcibly swallowed by Jin Ren.

With this, the possession ended.

Saint Xin conjured his form in a blood magic state, stepping atop the reincarnation river. Though not completely digested, he manifested a physical body once more.

Jin Ren surprisingly succeeded once, not destroyed by the original being, and pushed the Life Path to its extreme, stepping out a life river even the original didn’t possess.

"Refreshing!"

A feeling of "I have transcended" made Jin Ren feel exhilarated beyond measure.

Unfortunately, all mastered by the original, he also grasped, all his Great Path insights, absorbed by the original as well.

Yet as he continued to fight, someone heartless began to cross-legged, started to gain enlightenment, began to digest life’s insights.

It’s not over!

The dividing continues!

The living Medicine Ancestor schemed, crushed more than one Ancestral God.

His life diagram exploded, the twin rivers of the Great Dao fractured, the song of mourning echoed, and those suppressed came to the fore.

"Ayao, rest in peace..."

"You will forever live in my heart."

In a neglected corner, Bei Huai sighed softly.

As Saint Xin and Xu Xiaoshou divided the twin rivers of the Great Dao, he departed from another direction.

Depart cleanly!

To avoid detection, Bei Huai didn’t touch a shred of the Medicine Ancestor’s power.

The only thing he took with him was the Ancestral Tree, the ancient japonicum, bound to him by countless ties but used by the Medicine Ancestor to restrain himself.

"Shoo..."

Accompanied by the Medicine Ancestor exploding into a stream of light.

Bei Huai also dissolved into thousands, integrated into them, unobtrusively scattered his life force into various parts of the Shengshen Continent.

"Eh hey, still alive?"

"Wow, awakened, awakened."

"La la la, la la la la, I’m the carefree little Bei Huai..."

In the five regions, life flourished, nurturing countless radishes, potatoes, trumpet vines, rich in life kinds, abundant.

These newly appearing life forms all bear the visage of little Bei Huai, expressions extremely lively.

They seem oblivious to the concept of death.

Nor discouraged by having been killed in the Mournful Emperor realm.

Revived once again, only filled with joy and excitement for the burgeoning life force, only happiness, never troubled.

"Bei Huai?"

Jin Ren furrowed his brows, evidently noticing the vibrant radishes.

Yet in dealing with Bei Huai, and absorbing the life river, he chose the latter, lest Bei Huai slowed him, and Saint Xin preceded.

It wouldn’t be surprising if both Bei Huai and the life river were ultimately snatched by Saint Xin.

Bei Huai seemed to anticipate this outcome.

When the sandpiper and clam compete, the fisherman gains, as long as he doesn’t go too far, survival in a narrow space, short-term, Saint Xin and Xu Xiaoshou have no time to care.

A ray of the scattered stream, coincidentally, shot into the only thing on the Shengshen Continent that could maintain its original form in the Divine Battle.

The Tree of Memory!

The towering Tree of Memory, nourished by the mighty Fallen Heaven Realm’s power of Dao Qiongcang, had already elevated the new Heavenly Realm Dao to seventy-eight percent.

Furthermore, integrating with the new Heavenly Realm.

Its existence, akin to Kong Yuhen to the Time Realm, inseparable, unless the Shengshen Continent is completely shattered by a punch, otherwise the Tree of Memory cannot perish.

What is the foundation?

This is the strongest foundation!

Bei Huai naturally saw this point, knowing clearly that having left the Divine Farmer Hundred Grass, without finding something substantial quickly as a foundation.

When Saint Xin and Xu Xiaoshou turn their attention, he would still be on the path to death.

Therefore, he targeted the Tree of Memory.

The Tree of Memory, yet grown by Dao Qiongcang, though formerly a Life Seed, at this moment ties less to the path of life or reincarnation.

It can be said, this tree is Dao Qiongcang’s cornerstone.

As long as anyone wants the new Heavenly Realm to live, Dao Qiongcang after the Divine Battle wants a second-in-command position, whether Saint Xin or Xu Xiaoshou, likely will concede.

Will Dao Qiongcang relinquish so easily?

The answer, clearly impossible.

"Ancient japonicum, sacrifice!"

Bei Huai was also unlikely to govern the Tree of Memory directly, would only result in a fate like Cursed Yin, thus he employed the ghost beast host body method once more.

Using the ancient japonicum as the ghost beast, with the Tree of Memory as the host.

The Ancestral Tree merging with the world, as long as achieved, henceforth the host shall not perish, the ghost beast shall not die.

And the ancient japonicum shall not die, then Bei Huai shall endlessly draw power from the Tree of Memory.

As long as Dao Qiongcang doesn’t perish, he can daily draw its blood, surviving through it!

Rustle!

The Tree of Memory gently trembled, the tree crown swayed.

The parasitic transformation occurring from within was hardly visible from outside.

"What a pity..."

Dao Qiongcang behind the memory observes this, chuckling softly.

Bed’s occupant might sense the tremor.

But how could they see that another had always been floating beside the bed, observing?

"Trapped in my snare."

Dao Qiongcang’s choice, like Bei Huai, had no designs on the Divine Farmer Hundred Grass’ reincarnation or life rivers eyed by Saint Xin and Xu Xiaoshou.

Because it wasn’t worthy.

However, this did not mean Dao Qiongcang lacked ambition.

For he targeted Bei Huai, even the vast rivers within Bei Huai, just needing sufficient energy, could also nurture life and reincarnation—the twin rivers of the Great Dao!