I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3578: Chapter 1750: Fighting with one’s back to the river using the secret confined Vanishing Technique, requesting the Sui Great God Descending Technique Species to surpass段

Ancestor?

If I, Ai Cangsheng, were enamored with the Ancestor Realm, why would I remain stagnant, quietly observing the changes of the sky for thirty years?

"Shaa, shaa..."

The sand rushed across my feet.

Ai Cangsheng’s expression remained unfazed; everything seen through the Eyes of the Great Path seemed as illusory as a dream.

The words of Cursed Yin could tempt anyone under the heavens, but could not sway his Dao heart in the slightest.

In this desolate place.

Without much hesitation, after hearing Cursed Yin’s deceitful words, Ai Cangsheng slowly took out a palm-sized rag doll from his bosom.

It was a very exquisite doll, dressed in a long black dress, with a flower pinned in its hair and crescent-moon-shaped eyes, extremely adorable.

"Xiaoxiao..."

"Take a nap, rest for a while, I must face the battle."

Grasping the doll with one hand, Ai Cangsheng’s expression showed not a hint of reluctance.

He pressed his tongue against his teeth and exhaled a drop of black blood, then guiding it with two fingers, stamped it onto the doll’s forehead.

"Ai Cangsheng!"

Within the scene viewed by the Eyes of the Great Path.

Inside the cave, the humanoid Cursed Yin, upon seeing the doll, all three of its eyes narrowed, its tone turning extremely hostile:

"As long as one breath remains, Cursed Yin is immortal!"

"You should understand this truth, no matter how you seal, the Cursed Yin will never perish, whereas you..."

"Without the aid of Cursed Yin, this battle, you are bound to lose."

It seemed to want to say more.

The humanoid Cursed Yin seemed to have developed a chattering habit.

Suddenly, Ai Cangsheng’s left earlobe turned black, as if a piece of his soul was severed by someone, never to recover.

"Technique·Crossing Concentration."

He pointed and thoughts drifted.

Inside his body, it was as if something was lost, even half of the scene visible through the Eyes of the Great Path...

The world of the cave!

Was slowly rotating, shattering.

Then it was sucked away by an intangible vortex, slowly flowing into the black drop of blood at the doll’s forehead.

"Ai... Cang... Sheng..."

Inside the cave, the humanoid Cursed Yin was also disappearing.

But compared to the cave scene, its departure was very stubborn, very resistant:

"Xu Shu’s Path, has been surpassed, with all your power, you can barely match its transformation, let alone its sword..."

"Noisy."

Ai Cangsheng couldn’t be bothered to respond, rubbing his thumb across the doll’s forehead.

The black blood seeped into the doll’s body, and the chattering sound of Cursed Yin vanished with it.

The world, at last, was silent.

"Buzz!"

Space rippled slightly.

Ai Cangsheng turned his gaze, as Xu Xiaoshou walked forward.

He hadn’t moved yet, but he saw above Xu Xiaoshou’s head a Technique Eye condensing, visible only to the Eyes of the Great Path, an eye that forms behind him after bearing the weight of the Cursed Yin’s Sui Body Technique — the Hooking Eye.

Moreover, a status-maintaining spiritual technique was swirling around his body, consistently twisting and suppressing the Path Principles — Reverse Inheritance.

These two techniques originate from the pinnacle of "Phantom Swords Technique," and there were, of course, traces of Cursed Yin remaining, among which the power of the Cursed Yin was naturally contained.

"Yee——"

A piercing eerie sound erupted.

Ai Cangsheng’s Eyes of the Great Path blurred, and looking again, he saw behind Xu Xiaoshou, a phantom of three heads and six arms condensed — Cursed Yin!

"Ai... Cang... Sheng..."

Cursed Yin, impossible to seal, impossible to confine, eternal and undying.

It truly was omnipresent and ever-revealing!

It sneered.

Despite the phantom being very faint.

Cursed Yin spread its six arms, laughing heartily.

What outsiders saw and heard was invisible, yet Ai Cangsheng saw it crystal clear, heard it clearly.

Cursed Yin’s evil three heads, only the one in the center seemed forced into slumber.

The ones on the sides shook and swayed, highly enthusiastic, speaking with a determined tone, one after another:

"Ai Cangsheng, you are mine."

"What I desire, I shall obtain, no escape, you can’t escape... sprout wings and you can’t escape!"

...

"Ai Gou, is running all you can do? You can’t fly even with wings!"

Xu Xiaoshou entered the Arena with the Dao Imparting Mirror’s following and the attention of people from the five regions, laughing heartily.

The first glance he saw, he noticed the change in Ai Cangsheng’s earlobe.

Blackened?

This was a minor detail.

Aside from the unlikely scenario of suddenly having tattoos done in the Eastern Region, it seemed probable that Ai Cangsheng sacrificed part of his soul, exchanging for some... convenience?

"Why is there something so strange?"

"After the Lord Cang Sheng feigned death and escaped, not only did he not seem diminished, but it felt like he truly stood up, unburdened?"

Even Feng Zhongzui noticed the anomaly.

This signified a significant change.

The change in aura... Xu Xiaoshou pondered, if the earlier Ai Cangsheng, even after the Technique Seed Restriction was unsealed, was surrounded by the power of the evil god.

While he was in the Southern Region, he merely exuded a sinister vibe.

It didn’t feel like Ai Cangsheng was standing there, but rather like Cursed Yin was standing there.

Or perhaps Ai Cangsheng had fallen victim to the Sui Body Technique, controlled by Cursed Yin, pinned down in the Southern Region.

Now, with a single earlobe gone black...

The grey shadow color like the Divine Relics behind Ai Cangsheng disappeared, and his Eyes of the Great Path were clear to the heart, exceedingly transparent.

"Fight!"

What Xu Xiaoshou saw in his eyes was that fiery and overwhelming intent for battle.

It felt like the true battle only commenced now?

’...’

Intent Stripping remained active.

All spirits around whispered.

None of them came from Ai Cangsheng’s heart!

This guy looked like a taciturn person, silent and uncommunicative on the surface, but he truly was a taciturn person, even without harboring any internal complaints?

"Lord Cang Sheng, run, run, run, where can you run to?"

Aside from the Dead Sea, Xu Xiaoshou casually spun out two ice-fire walnuts, now leisurely said:

"Not afraid to tell you, my Path of Technique, has received the true transmission of Cursed Yin, has reached Super Taoization."

"Your technique of feigned death and resurrection, in front of me, can’t be said to hide its head and reveal its tail, but rather it didn’t even hide its head!"

That’s truly not an exaggeration.

Perhaps it’s a little difficult to create a technique of feigned death and body replacement out of thin air.

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