I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 3512: 1726: Half a Yue Equals 30 Years, Enlightenment of the Path to See the Godhood of Flowers_2

Chapter 3512: Chapter 1726: Half a Yue Equals 30 Years, Enlightenment of the Path to See the Godhood of Flowers_2

If one were to imbue it with sword cognition, to cleave this place with a single stroke, splitting it in two, it would be entirely feasible!

“It’s done…”

Beneath the Dao Imparting Mirror, as the Lingyun Sword emerged, everyone was rendered speechless, their scalps tingling with unease.

At this moment, everyone knew.

If the upcoming battle resulted in Lord Cang Sheng’s defeat, perhaps beneath the heavens, no one could stand against Lord Shou’s formidable Force.

In the Southern Region, Ai Cangsheng gazed intently, his expression calm and unperturbed.

Th𝚤𝙨 𝓬h𝓪p𝓉ℯr 𝕀ʂ p𝗼ṡ𝗍ℯ𝒅 b𝑦 𝓀𝚤†ꬲṅ𝑜𝕧𝓮𝖑

Before his eyes remained a bizarre sight, the scene divided in two, but for the first time, he no longer fixated solely on Lei Xiaoxiao, but looked toward another man.

He looked at Xu Xiaoshou, as if seeing his younger self.

He glanced back at his own legs, and when regarding himself, it was as though witnessing the irrevocable death and life.

“Boy, is this all you have?”

…

“Boy…”

Buzz!

The Intent Sword condensed, just piercing through the Dead Sea.

Xu Xiaoshou found his consciousness still within his body, his thoughts jolted as if connected to an unknown realm?

“Boy…”

The void, chaotic and ethereal.

Yet, that low whisper resounded within his consciousness, incredibly clear.

Who?!

Xu Xiaoshou looked around in confusion.

He discovered that he still possessed “Perception,” and could control his head to see Feng Zhongzui, Fang Wenxin, Sunflower, and others, human or non-human.

But it was certain that he arrived at another world, and the voice here, judging by the reactions of those around him…

They could neither hear nor comprehend!

“Sword Ancestor?”

“Sword God?”

“Are you Gu Louying?”

Xu Xiaoshou understood something.

His whims had never been wrong.

The Super Taoization Intent Dao Disc was so powerful now, it was almost evolving to have a “Foreknowledge” function.

Since it was previously speculated that the 90% Intent Dao Disc could see the Sword Ancestor, it indicated that this world he was connected to might indeed be the Sword Ancestor’s… Divine Palace!

“Boy…”

Accompanied by another soft call.

Xu Xiaoshou was about to rage, to shout out to that dressing up as God… uh, possibly not dressing up, but truly the Sword God was coming.

But as the surrounding chaos shifted, before him, a strange purple Purple Spirit Flower opened slowly.

“Flower?”

Only the first, not the only.

With the appearance of the first flower, it seemed to bring vitality to the chaos world, followed by a profusion of blossoms, each more vibrant than the last.

Soon, the entire world was transformed into a Flower World.

Sky, earth, left, right, near, far…

Flowers!

It was all flowers!

As far as the eye could see, in red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet, each swaying with life, and vanishing.

Some flowers bloomed, some withered.

Some flowers flew, others arrived.

In an instant, a millennium seemed to pass, the sea turned into mulberry fields, only these false yet life-filled flowers continued flowing endlessly, rapidly entering and exiting, yet eternally present!

“What is this?”

Xu Xiaoshou was greatly terrified.

When he awoke from the birth and death, reincarnation, and spacetime of flowers opening and fading, he was drenched in cold sweat.

He was an existence of Super Taoization on the Way of the Sword Disc!

This meant he had reached nine-tenths on the Path of the Ancient Swordsman, albeit only a step behind the so-called God of Sword, Gu Louying.

One step!

Just this one step.

Merely this Flower World seen here and now.

Xu Xiaoshou seemed to have witnessed the deadly intent of the Fantasy Sword Technique, true spacetime leapfrogging, knowingly false yet willingly submerged in this Second World, the Flower World!

“Sword God?”

The rebellious Xu Xiaoshou, upon witnessing the evolution of the Great Path in this Second World, Flower World, became exceedingly humble:

“You must be the Sword God, sir, right?”

He licked his lips, seeing no response, chuckled:

“You might not know, I have always admired the Sword God, sir, you the most.”

“Even the imagery of my Heart Sword Technique is modeled after you… in my mind, in your tall, majestic, supreme image.”

“You might not know, even though you might have passed away early… forgive me if this offends, but the Diagram of the Sword God Gu Louying you’ve left behind, it has indeed inspired us ancient swordsmen…”

Raising his head, casting surreptitious glances toward the Flower World all four corners, Xu Xiaoshou hesitated, doubting: “…For a long time?”

Are you there?

Xu Xiaoshou frowned, frowned, and frowned again.

Not everyone gets my flattery, if you hadn’t just revealed such a skill, I truly wouldn’t have praised you.

But I’ve given such praise, if you keep dressing up as God and not showing up…

Better hope I don’t find you!

Better hope you’re not like the Cursed Yin, but in your prime!

Otherwise, if you dare appear, even your teeth will be knocked out, the Ancestral God Fate Chart excavated, so Elder Sang can play at sealing Ancestor God for fun!

“Boy…”

“I’m here!” When the low voice arose again, Xu Xiaoshou replied swiftly, his face extremely earnest.

The whole Flower World pulsated in response to his reply.

Yet countless flowers tilted away simultaneously, no person appeared, Xu Xiaoshou, dwelling in this world, actually felt “disdain.”

Oh? Not fond of this kind of earnestness, flattery feeling?

Xu Xiaoshou thoughtfully recalled that when he first joined the Saint Servant, Bazhun’an once loudly claimed, perhaps those below might not recognize him, but the further up one went, the more respect they accorded him.

He then raised his voice: “Do you know Bazhun’an? This is my friend, do him a favor, come out.”

Instead of the void reverberating “boy,” there emerged other content:

“I know Bazhun’an…”

Xu Xiaoshou’s pupils suddenly dilated.

For a moment, he suspected he’d been drawn into Bazhun’an’s Second World, controlled by that guy’s Fantasy Sword Technique.

No, Old Eight, even the Sword Ancestor honors your name?

Your status is too immense, bigger than the grandiose plans I sketched for everyone at the First Pavilion in the Sky!