I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3598: Chapter 1757: The Void Ancestor Transformation shrouded above and below, the world has no me to fully enjoy peace_2

The vast ocean spaces of the Central and Southern Regions were directly compressed into a thin sheet of paper.

"Compressing regions into paper?"

This spatial compression stunned Feng Zhongzui, stunned everyone.

It was extravagant to the point of nearly exhausting half of Infinite Silence’s power, with the sole purpose of allowing the Disillusionment Finger to instantly reach its target.

Eliminate future troubles!

Eliminate variables!

If there is sacrifice, there is gain.

Moreover, all the infinite energy of Infinite Silence had just been absorbed by Ai Cangsheng.

"Where is Lord Cang Sheng?"

Countless Dao Imparting Mirrors from the Southern Region collectively aimed at the dark clouds above the void, at the closed-eyed lifeless Cursed Yin Phase, at the technique seed.

No one knew where Lord Cang Sheng would emerge from.

Nor did anyone know if Lord Shou’s attack would miss, whether Ai Cangsheng would turn defeat into victory, or die again and again?

...

"Boom boom!"

"Boom boom!"

"Boom boom..."

The Disillusionment Finger approached at the speed of light.

Yet in that split second, the five regions seemed to experience a transformation of ages.

"Time has been compressed?"

"Indeed, Lord Cang Sheng has made his move!"

The sound of the heartbeat, booming in that instant, traversed a long growth period, forcibly thriving, forcibly maturing.

Thus, the technique seed split open, but what emerged was not Ai Cangsheng, but a distorted infant soul body.

That soul body was born with a cry, falling into the Cursed Yin Phase below.

"Heh..."

A light, mocking laugh suddenly sounded in the Southern Region of the Land of Sin.

Cursed Yin!

Was it not Ai Cangsheng who awakened, but Cursed Yin?

Just as this thought flashed through everyone’s minds, the Cursed Yin Phase turned into an entity, retracting the three heads and six arms into its body, abruptly condensing into the form of Ai Cangsheng.

"He’s back!"

Lord Cang Sheng has returned!

The power has fully returned, and even surpassed what it was before!

As the Disillusionment Finger approached his face, with even his eyelashes trembling, Ai Cangsheng’s eyelids twitched wildly, unable to suppress the physiological tension and stimulation.

Yet in a split second, he acted with delayed authority, formed a hand seal in one move, and spoke calmly without ripple.

"Technique Seed Containing God·Void Ancestor Transformation!"

...

"Upper Three Changes..."

Dao Qiongcang stood hidden in the shadows, his lips slightly parted, unable to close his mouth.

Ai Cangsheng was still flustered, still couldn’t hold back, prematurely using "Technique Seed Containing God".

This technique is strong because of the character "containing", similar to the Hidden Sword Technique.

If given a few more decades, with Ai Cangsheng’s talent, he might directly nurture what the Ancestor of Sorcery could not—self-formed Life Providence!

What a pity...

This technique can only be used once in a lifetime.

If he could nurture the Ancestral God, upon using it, Ai Cangsheng could abandon the semi-saint person, and even without the Ancestral God Fate Chart, replace it with the technique seed and directly shift to another brilliant path.

If he cannot, uses it one step short, then the Upper Three Changes fall to a trough, and the "Technique Seed Containing God" contains not the "Ancestral God", but "vitality and vigor".

It degrades into a common nurturing technique.

But even the common one, from the hand of the Ancestor of Sorcery, cannot be that ordinary.

"Void Ancestor Transformation, is enough."

Dao Qiongcang chuckled, hence crossed Ai Cangsheng off the list of lifetime nemeses.

A momentary Ancestral God, named "Void Ancestor Transformation".

Under Void Ancestor Transformation, one can undoubtedly draw upon powers from the Ancestor of Sorcery and Cursed Yin, equivalent to a slightly weakened "momentary Ancestral God".

But to fight Xu Xiaoshou, it is enough.

No matter if Xu Xiaoshou punches a hundred times or uses that finger a thousand times, it will be to no avail!

"How can a true Ancestral God be imagined by mere mortals?"

Giving up a Holy Emperor person, obstructing the Summit of Heaven, disrupting the Holy Emperor scheme, controlling the Yue Clan’s daughter, resolving You Yuan’s Buddha Endurance, skillfully borrowing the Xuanji to draw the demon, seizing the Dao of Emperor Ai, retreating Lord Shou by ten years...

How many birds with one stone?

Dao Qiongcang squinted and smiled, his laugh calm, yet mad.

"What is ’Way of the Heavens’ energy movement’?"

"I! am the Way of the Heavens’ energy movement!"

...

Buzz!

The moment the three words of Void Ancestor Transformation were uttered.

The faint blue beam from the Disillusionment Finger suddenly halted just in front of the technique seed, a hair’s breadth away.

"Hair’s breadth!"

"Again a hair’s breadth!"

Feng Zhongzui didn’t know how to describe his current shock, his current excitement.

Lord Shou also once had a close call.

Also within a hair’s breadth, against the wind upwards, shooting oneself towards the Eastern Region, turning defeat into victory.

And now, Ai Cangsheng does the same!

What kind of great heart is this?

Lord Shou, Lord Cangsheng, how dare they gamble that every time they can win, succeed, and outpace the opponent to turn the tide in dire circumstances?

Disillusionment Finger came to a halt.

Ai Cangsheng’s great momentum had been established.

When the phrase "Technique Seed Containing God·Void Ancestor Transformation" slipped out, his feet no longer concealed, and the brilliant Power Upanishad Formation fully unfolded.

"The Great Path of Techniques!"

Feng Zhongzui could hardly scream, feeling numb even at the sight of Power Upanishad Formations again, something he was once so used to seeing.

He analyzed with dull eyes:

"So, for decades, no one forced Lord Cangsheng to use techniques; he merely used archery, without the need for the Power Upanishad Formation?"

"Weren’t we mistaken before, that when Lord Cangsheng used secret techniques, he also borrowed the power of the Power Upanishad Formation, just like Lord Shou..."

With a pause, bitterness hidden in Feng Zhongzui’s mouth:

"So the former Spirit Division Chief Yu Lingdi wasn’t actually the first Upanishad user of this era, or rather, he was just the number one under a semi-saint?"

"The Ten High Nobles like Ai Cangsheng, what about the others?"

"What about Hallmaster Dao?"

"What about the Eighth Sword Deity?"

He dared to say too much, dare to guess too much.

His guesses made Dao Qiongcang’s heart miss a beat, wishing to step forward and give the lad a slap, altering his memory to erase the words "Hallmaster Dao."

But now, no one was paying attention to Feng Zhongzui’s words.

Because as the Power Upanishad Formation under Lord Cangsheng’s feet unfolded, merely observing its divine path patterns’ complexity, its brightness, could it surpass Lord Shou’s?

This was not important!

The important thing was, when the Power Upanishad Formation appeared.

Behind Ai Cangsheng, once more appeared the form of the Ancestor of Sorcery, towering to cover the sky, boundlessly majestic.

That form flickered for less than half a breath.

Then transformed into streaming light, merging into Ai Cangsheng’s body.

"Boom!"

A surge of air exploded.

Ai Cangsheng stood in mid-air, long flowing hair flying.

His body surface, and inside, once again emerged with worm-like purple Demon Patterns, while sprouting three heads and six arms.

His arms made hand seals arrogantly and domineeringly.

His heads devoured the cosmos with pride, words and laws followed.

"Forbidden·Technique Seed Restriction·Seventh Rank Unsealing!"

"Forbidden·Technique Seed Restriction·Eighth Rank Unsealing!"

"Forbidden·Technique Seed Restriction·Ninth Rank Unsealing!"

Three consecutive sounds, layered into one, were frighteningly intimidating.

Under Ai Cangsheng’s feet, the purple Power Upanishad Formation expanded violently, directly covering the Southern Region of the Land of Sin.

At that time, the entire Southern Region continent showed slight signs of sinking.

Void Ancestor Transformation·Ai Cangsheng, incarnate as the Ancestral God for a moment, standing on the Ancient War God Platform, his momentum reached the Thirty Three Heavens of the Heavenly Realm.

He stretched out a hand with a gesture.

The Evil Sin Bow vibrated intensely.

It directly separated from afar, from Xu Xiaoshou, filled with shock and covered in panic, falling into Ai Cangsheng’s Cursed Yin Hand behind him.

"Xu Xiaoshou... this battle, you have lost."

Ai Cangsheng’s words were here, but the meaning was not.

Accompanied by his ethereal voice settling down, across the five regions, several Hooking Eyes lit up.

Their vastness, their exposure, was as if blatantly laid bare before Dao Imparting Mirrors everywhere.

"Look quickly, who is this, isn’t this the Eighth Sword Deity!"

The first Dao Imparting Mirror transmitted from the near sea of the Central Region, a cloth-clothed, exhausted-looking Eight-fingered Wastrel.

The second Dao Imparting Mirror transmitted from Changde Town at Qingyuan Mountain, buried beneath the ruins of the blacksmith shop and soaking in a wine barrel, a rough, whiskered burly uncle.

The third Dao Imparting Mirror transmitted from the City of the Dead Bodhisattva, in a Cross Corner Street... Aunt Xiang? No, Aunt Xiang holding a bronze mirror, in the mirror a bald soul body!

The fourth Dao Imparting Mirror transmitted from behind the spatial crack in the Northern Region, hiding in an uninhabited extradimensional small world, the real body of Hallmaster Dao, his face full of shock.

The fifth Dao Imparting Mirror... Lord Shou!

This was what the world could see, what the world could not see, on the Stairway to Heaven, a Hooking Eye also lit up.

It locked onto a hidden paradise cave in the Cold Palace Emperor Realm.

It locked onto Bei Huai, barefoot and in white, under the ancient japonicum of the Mournful Emperor Realm.

It floated above the Qianshi Emperor Realm, and after failing to find a target, it locked onto the entire Qianshi Emperor Realm!

"A moment..."

Ai Cangsheng’s body disintegrated, consciousness high and cold.

"No need for a moment."

"Just one arrow."

A momentary Ancestral God, to cover this world!

Above the Southern Region of the Land of Sin, Ai Cangsheng raised the Evil Sin Bow high, behind him the phenomenon of overlapping Star Fall, endlessly rising.

The Shengshen Continent descended a voice of prayer, which turned out to be a blessing:

"In this world without me, enjoy great peace."

"Technique Seed, Sacrifice!"

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