I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 3541: 1737: Chaotic Arrows Startling the Dead Sea, No Vanishing Technique to Return Sky, Death Sleeveless

Chapter 3541: Chapter 1737: Chaotic Arrows Startling the Dead Sea, No Vanishing Technique to Return Sky, Death Sleeveless

Dead Sea, Tenth Layer.

Stepping out from the Water Purification Vortex, Feng Zhongzui felt he had come to the wrong place.

The purified water here no longer just glowed black, but had become pure black.

Entering this place was like stepping into Eternal Night, surrounded by a flowing, chilling night curtain.

The oppressive, dim, and lightless environment was beginning to make one feel a chill in their heart.

When looking around and barely getting a clear view of the surroundings, an even more surprising thing emerged.

“Where are the cells?”

The black stone prisons arranged in neat rows in the purified water in the previous layers were now completely absent.

As far as the eye could see, there was only a vast expanse of black water.

There were no barriers set up, not even any zoning, as if the prisoners here could be completely left to gather together.

“The Dead Sea’s Tenth Layer, no cells, all free-ranging?”

Feng Zhongzui was utterly stunned, blurting out words like “free-ranging” that might offend someone.

Just as he finished speaking, he saw an old man in his fifties wearing a prisoner’s garb emerge from the darkness.

He was very alert.

Seeing the Holy Mountain Sanctuary group, he immediately stopped.

Clearly, he had heard Feng Zhongzui’s words, yet he did not get angry, instead revealing a look of caution.

After all, seeing a small group suddenly emerge in the Tenth Layer, each dressed in luxurious clothes, was very unusual.

Here, territorial awareness was very strong, and people wouldn’t easily cross boundaries.

If I crossed a boundary… the old man quickly retreated, not daring to explain, and chose to stay away.

“Truly free-ranging!”

Feng Zhongzui was shocked by what he saw.

The prisoners here really could move freely!

As long as you have the energy, you could even go look for a fight?

The Sleeveless Saint Servant was previously confined here. Though not versed in Ancient Martial Arts, his physique was excellent and could employ the Sleeveless, Red Scorched Hand.

Back then, could he not have reigned supreme here?

“Hmm?”

Suddenly feeling an involuntary shiver, Feng Zhongzui turned his head towards the distance and said in surprise:

“Sword Will?”

At this moment in the Dead Sea, with the Holy Emperor’s Golden Edict casting its influence, all use of abilities was prohibited.

This was felt most acutely by the Dead Sea prisoners.

On the way here, the Holy Mountain Sanctuary group hadn’t encountered anyone causing trouble, not even shouting.

Clearly, everyone knew that the deeper the prohibition, the bigger the event about to happen, fearing they’d be the first to be made an example of.

But despite the prohibition, traces of past battles remained in the Dead Sea, especially on the Tenth Layer, which no one had come to clean up.

Feng Zhongzui glanced back for instruction, then proceeded towards the furious Sword Will he had sensed, explaining as he walked:

“Very strong Sword Will!”

“Perhaps those watching through the Dao Imparting Mirror don’t understand what I’m feeling now, but should I even mention it…”

He was very excited.

Everyone in the Holy Mountain Sanctuary group followed him.

Judging by his tone, Feng Zhongzui was in an excited state.

Without waiting for a reply, nor needing one, Feng Zhongzui spoke what was on his mind:

“Moonless Sword Deity!”

“Such strong Sword Will of the Mo Sword Technique, able to emanate from beneath the Dead Sea, is a rare feat in today’s world.”

“As everyone knows, the Moonless Sword Deity was imprisoned here after some wrongdoing, originally confined to the Tenth Layer?”

At these words, spectators from the five regions burst into laughter.

Only those belonging to the Holy Divine Palace couldn’t laugh, their expressions extremely grim.

Too humiliating!

This was really handled poorly.

Even at the time, people from the Holy Divine Palace couldn’t stand it, but since the higher-ups had made this decision, no one dared to speak up.

Now things are different.

The Hallmaster Dao is gone.

Hallmaster Xuanji had his own demise.

Lord Cang Sheng ascended, turning the Council of Ten into a mere formality, with some slacking off, some defecting, and some just idling…

There were things no one dared to say back then.

Th𝘪𝕤 𝙘h𝙖p†𝓮r 𝙞𝘴 p𝕠𝙨𝕥ɛⅾ b𝕪 𝖪𝖎𝙩𝙚п𝑜ν℮𝖑

Now, holding the Dao Imparting Mirror, Feng Zhongzui couldn’t suppress his frustration and wanted to speak up for the Moonless Sword Deity.

Even if it meant trouble later, he could blame it on Lord Shou’s influence.

After all, Lord Shou didn’t mind such things…

Lord Shou was the only source of courage to speak one’s mind!

“We’ve arrived.”

The Sword Will of the Mo Sword Technique was most concentrated in a deep water zone with almost no light, and the insights too.

Feng Zhongzui brought everyone here, not wanting to speak anymore, and immediately wanted to sit cross-legged and begin contemplation.

But he didn’t dare.

He was merely an outsider commentator, afraid to waste precious time.

He admired the Moonless Sword Deity, while Lord Shou followed him, with no need to observe the Moonless Sword Deity’s Sword Will specifically.

What need did Lord Shou have for this?

During the breakthrough at the Sixth Layer of the Dead Sea, even a blind man could see the change.

Even half of the previous generation’s Seven Sword Deities were left behind by Lord Shou!

“We can see that this area is clearly the deepest part of the Dead Sea’s Tenth Layer.”

“It seems that the Moonless Sword Deity is quite a force here.”

“Despite the Dead Sea’s prohibition against spells, Ancient Sword Techniques seemed hard to suppress in the past, and judging from the insights here…”

Feng Zhongzui wasn’t sure if his views were correct, so he looked towards Lord Shou, hoping to provoke thought:

“Does it seem like the Moonless Sword Deity is still using the Dead Sea’s power to hone his Mo Sword Technique? Carefreeness?”

Xu Xiaoshou didn’t respond.

He simply scanned the surroundings in silence.

Actually, there were not only deep traces of Mo Sword Technique, but also the scorch marks from the Sleeveless, Red Scorched Hand were also deeply imprinted here.

Elder Sang had been here…

The two had battled…

Feng Zhongzui’s voice sounded timely:

“As everyone knows, in the battle within the Eighth Palace of the Eastern Region, the Moonless Sword Deity and the Sleeveless Saint Servant crossed paths again after more than thirty years.”