I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 3531: 1733: 3 Dao Discs Determine Me, Childlike as This Sees Cursed Yin_3

Chapter 3531: Chapter 1733: 3 Dao Discs Determine Me, Childlike as This Sees Cursed Yin_3

But hearing a hundred times is not as good as seeing once!

The existence representing the “life form” itself, the three paths of Body, Spirit, and Will, for ordinary people, even if they can transform just one into an Upanishad, it is already extraordinary.

Lord Shou cultivates all three paths simultaneously, advancing side by side, each transformed into an Upanishad.

And now, he even simultaneously steps onto the Great Path Diagram, quantifying it!

“Does he still want to give people a chance to live…”

The relative gap makes people envious.

The absolute gap leaves people silent.

Zhong Yuanzi’s bloodshot eyes receded, and he secretly glanced at Ai Cangsheng, only to see his solemn expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

“Ai Cangsheng, Ai Cangsheng, letting Xu Xiaoshou break through, do you really have not the slightest regret?”

…

Body, Spirit, and Will, the three paths, Unity of Man and the Heavens!

In the eyes of the people of the five regions, this is incredible.

But for Xu Xiaoshou in the Flower World, this is just the most basic of basics.

It is to prevent stepping solely onto the Will Dao Disc, which would lead to entering the state of Void Taoism, losing rationality and self.

Of course, it is also to consolidate the three paths of Body, Spirit, and Will, so that he can better remember the happenings in the Flower World when he wakes up later.

“Hua Weiyang’s understanding of ‘illusion’, or ‘intent’, is absolutely far beyond mine, probably not reaching 100%, but at least 95%, 97%, or even 99% is possible.”

“So when I wake up, I feel it’s like a great dream, and remember nothing…”

The most basic property of Unity of Man and the Heavens is to borrow the power of heaven and earth, making oneself more in harmony with the Great Path and obtaining augmentation.

Thus stabilizing the self, though it doesn’t guarantee remembering everything that happened here, it should allow one to remember more than before.

“Hmm?”

The three Dao Discs were all shining.

In the void, a soft voice of surprise floated.

Xu Xiaoshou laughed upon hearing it, feeling a bit proud, but after experiencing the extraordinary strength of the third-recognized swordsman of the Sword God Era, he dared not be presumptuous this time:

“Hua Sword Saint, a day without seeing you feels like three years, Xu Xiaoshou has returned again, did you miss me?”

“…”

Silence.

No response.

Is Hua Sword Saint an introverted person?

Xu Xiaoshou didn’t care about this and got straight to the point, asking:

“Hua Sword Saint, why is it you that I see? I clearly had some insights in the Path of Technique just now…”

Whoosh!

The words hadn’t fallen completely.

An eerie wind swept around, all the flowers in the Flower World trembled, and Xu Xiaoshou suddenly felt a cold sensation as if he were in the Divine Relics.

“Illusion?”

“Or has Cursed Yin truly turned its attention here?”

Even if Cursed Yin, led by himself with Dao Qiongcang, was defeated, crying painfully and fleeing the stars—Xu Xiaoshou triumphed over the Ancestral God, he still wouldn’t underestimate the Ancestral God because of this.

Strictly speaking, Cursed Yin was stronger than the Holy Ancestor and Medicine Ancestor because it moved “from two to one.”

As something in his memory stirred, Xu Xiaoshou remembered something and hurriedly asked:

“Hua Sword Saint, didn’t you say… ‘Anyone wishing to transcend Taoism, may first choose him to observe, and then consider whether to place him before the Ancestral God?’”

“Let’s chat for a while. I have a fight… oh no, a question about Fantasy Sword Technique that I want to consult with you, after the fight, can you let me see Cursed Yin?”

He looked around.

Because he couldn’t see Hua Weiyang.

But the chill in the Flower World was climbing rapidly, as if Cursed Yin were about to descend at any moment.

“Are you afraid of Cursed Yin?” Xu Xiaoshou tilted his head, asking provocatively.

Silence.

Though Hua Weiyang was taciturn, he used to answer all his questions, but his silence now was deafening.

Xu Xiaoshou laughed heartily, flicking his sleeve:

“What is there to fear about Cursed Yin?”

“I’ve already beaten Cursed Yin once before. It is now weakened, its physique lost, Cursed Yin is nothing but dung!”

Bang!

A huge hole suddenly burst open in the sky above the Flower World, as if something from outside collapsed a corner of the world.

Xu Xiaoshou was startled, quickly turning to look:

“No, you aren’t fighting right now, are you?”

“Is it trying to come in, and you’re stopping it?”

Didn’t Cursed Yin have some encounter in the stars, like others getting techniques at a precipice, it received a physique in the stars?

Wait!

Cursed Yin is the Ancestral God.

Its former self was the Ancestor of Sorcery.

To become one of the Ten Ancestors, they are Heavenly Destiny People, Children of the Plane, with great luck; encountering a good physique while wandering wouldn’t be unusual, right?

Don’t mess with me like this… Xu Xiaoshou quickly glanced at the Field of Profound Dao, even harboring the thought of retracting the Profound Dao Seed at this moment.

Unfortunately.

No turning back.

…

“Caution!”

Hua Weiyang’s voice no longer floated by his ear but exploded heavily in his mind, extremely serious.

Xu Xiaoshou felt himself being shattered into several Jin Ren, and in a daze, after the Jin Rens merged to piece himself together, he finally heard what exactly Hua Weiyang said:

“Caution! Cursed Yin is beside you!”

Xu Xiaoshou sensed something and swiftly turned back.

In the far distance beside him, the blossoming prosperity of the Flower World was pushed away, yet in one place everything dissolved, spontaneously forming a huge void black hole.

Faintly, purple light flickered within the black hole.

It was like a huge solitary eye, opening in the black starry sky where stars paled in comparison.

“Cursed Yin!”

His vision blurred, the scene turned upside down.

On that starry black hole eye, there lay a vast Divine Throne, upon which the enormous Cursed Yin with three heads and six arms lounged lazily.

At this sight, sinister noises echoed, as if ferocious spirits prowled, emitting piercing wails, chilling to the bones.

Yet the Divine Throne Cursed Yin remained unmoved, its three heads each directed three large eyes towards the past, present, and future, utterly content.

At a certain moment, the three large eyes converged simultaneously.

Th𝗂𝓈 𝐜hа̄p𝖙𝖾r 𝙞𝓈 p𝙤𝓈†ɛ𝙙 bʏ 𝗞𝗶ţє𝙣ɵ𝗏𝑒𝗹

The Flower World shuddered violently as if about to collapse.

Cursed Yin hadn’t even properly regarded the world or its inhabitants, yet the disdainful mockery in its words overflowed clearly into the void of the Flower World:

“The bird aspires, heart higher than the sky, though it likens itself to a golden roc, it is but wishful thinking.”

“Casting wishes upon the beyond, can one really choose to submit before the face of the Ancestral God?”