I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 4396: Chapter 37: Seizing Time (2)

"He belongs to them."

"And you, belong to me alone!"

Black memory marks, silently enveloped the entire Shengshen Continent, covering every radish, every potato, every morning glory scattered across the five regions.

"Great Insight Technique!"

Dao Qiongcang suddenly made a move, pouring waste memories, crushing directly onto each of Bei Huai’s dissolved bodies.

Even the will of the ancient japonicum within the Tree of Memory was severely impacted at this moment.

"Uhh..."

"Uhh uhh uhh...

"No, don’t, it’s so painful, ah ah ah..."

Small Bei Huai from various places screamed in agony, their human faces turning pale with completely collapsed consciousness.

And the will of the ancient japonicum within the Tree of Memory, in an instant, halted its parasitic behavior.

In the next breath, Dao Qiongcang appeared, waving his sleeve.

"Great Confinement Technique!"

From the time of the Divine Battle till now, there hadn’t been any movements, as if besides raising the Dao for a new Heavenly Realm, the Tree of Memory had no combat ability, but showed its first sign of vigor at this moment.

Its crown rapidly spread downward, branches transforming into tendrils, stabbing back into itself, like a woodpecker pecking insects within a tree trunk.

"Chi chi chi..."

Each peck, with the tendrils’ probing and rolling out, pulled out a bundle of the ancient japonicum’s trunk, suspending it.

In a blink of an eye, millions of pecks completed in a frenzied manner, carving out the great Ancestor Tree World Locust into fragmented bodies, detained by the Tree of Memory.

"What?"

An astonished voice echoed across the sky of the five regions, followed closely by a hateful roar: "Dao! Qiong! Cang!"

No use.

Childish camaraderie is as fragile as paper before the Struggle for the Great Path.

Dao Qiongcang does not make a move easily, but once he does, not a single chance is given, with a thought, the Tree of Memory operates at will.

"Seal!"

The fragments of the ancient japonicum were forcibly mixed together, piled into a bizarre entity resembling both wood and tumor.

"Great Stripping Technique!"

Dao Qiongcang raised his hand, capturing weak Bei Huai’s will from the ancient japonicum.

Not even necessary to validate.

Relying solely on speculation, Dao Qiongcang dared to bet five parts of certainty.

Bei Huai could avoid nothing; the Tree of Memory was his last chance.

Thus the scattered small Bei Huai were unimportant; however weakened, Bei Huai’s will in the ancient japonicum was certainly his main will.

"Resist, I give you three breaths’ time."

Starlight sprinkled over, and as Dao Qiongcang intensified his capturing force, the extracted will of Bei Huai gradually moved towards Zero’s direction.

In the distance, Saint Xin glanced over, but remained silent, still fully absorbing the Reincarnation River.

Jin Ren, seeing this, also did not move, quickly digesting the Life River, letting Dao Qiongcang make a move.

"Three..."

Bei Huai’s will was critically weak, as if it could vanish with a gust of wind.

"Two..."

Bei Huai’s will dimmed, seemingly having given up struggling, for this was but one insignificant piece among his myriad of Bei Huai incarnations.

"One!"

Dao Qiongcang manipulated Zero, abruptly increasing the capture force.

Just as Bei Huai’s will was about to be seized in the palm, it suddenly collapsed, unleashing unparalleled destructive power.

"Explode!"

It was a self-destruction!

With a booming sound, the Ancestral God’s consciousness self-destructed.

The power had yet to blast outward, and the surrounding space was already completely shattered.

Within Zero, Dao Qiongcang’s lips curled slightly.

In this moment, his certainty about this being Bei Huai’s main consciousness rose from five parts of doubt to ten parts of certainty.

"Obediently accept death, perhaps you will not die."

"Yet should you struggle, failure is destined!"

The thousand-zhang Zero leaped forward fearlessly against the threat of the Ancestral God’s consciousness self-destruction, relying on the characteristics of the Decline Realm Crystal to fully absorb the unexpanded explosive energies.

Bei Huai’s will surged wildly, yet like a deflating balloon, its self-destruction was abruptly halted, as if the process was interrupted.

"Uhh..."

The entire heaven and earth turned deathly silent.

Everywhere was left with only the soft wailing of Taoist music, as the immortal Ancestor God had not fallen, but rather it was Bei Huai’s bloodline talent that held on.

"Sad Ancestor God, go to the Ancestor Divine Court to weep!"

With a sweep of black memory marks, Dao Qiongcang forcibly brought Bei Huai’s main consciousness into the divine palace, casting it into the Sea of Memory and suppressing it on the spot.

"No——"

A wretched wail drifted afar with the wind.

Under the Transmission Sky Curtain of the Apricot Realm, the observers hadn’t even had time to comprehend what transpired.

Seemingly Bei Huai appeared?

Seemingly Bei Huai vanished again?

Did he die?

Or what happened?

"Captured yet another one..."

Jin Ren glanced sideways at the scene, able to grasp the overall picture.

For indeed, he knew the way Dao Qiongcang had once subdued the Palace Master Bai Zhou of Xu Yue Grey Palace.

His former self had even entered the black memory marks.

One can imagine, under the suppression of the Sea of Memory at Zero level, merely a half step away from the Sea of Life and the Sea of Reincarnation, the fate of Bei Huai, suffering from a lack of energy support would be dire.

Unless Dao Qiongcang errs, there’d only be one outcome:

Never to rise again!

...

"Good!"

Saint Xin suddenly spoke: "What a Xu Xiaoshou, what a Dao Qiongcang!"

Everyone’s attention was drawn over.

Yet above the Reincarnation River, Saint Xin’s blood demon power surged again, he actually ceased digesting the Great Path, power climbing steadily as if to accumulate a greater wave.

"The divine palace of memory holds the power of ’eternal life’?"

"So, the Cultivators sentenced to death by this Ancestor in Guiding City, Apricot Realm, all ended up in your divine palace?"

Saint Xin’s cold gaze swept across, and merely eye contact seemed to have an effect on Zero, as the Decline Realm Crystal on it seemed to change, characteristics seemingly failing, threatened to be polluted into mere stone.