I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3140: Chapter 1607: Three Kinds of Evasive Maneuvers Toy with Cursed Yin, Great God Descending Technique Reaches the Ear of the Sky_3
 

“Okay, go ahead and die,” Hallmaster Dao said, lying on the ground, clutching his chest with an expression of bitter pain and helplessness.

Xu Xiaoshou’s anger suddenly froze in mid-air.

No.

Why not stop me again?

I would heed your warning this time, this makes it very awkward for me.

Shield Treasure might be watching…

It had just submitted to me, even if it’s just for show, I have to charge, let alone the fact that I am not the sort to pretend, I am a true gentleman…

Hallmaster Dao said nothing.

Xu Xiaoshou’s face, shadowed with somberness, landed back on the ground: “Your telepathic communication does make sense; having lost Shield Treasure, I cannot fall into Cursed Yin’s traps again.”

Path:?

…

“Choose one of the two.”

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“Those who live, return to the origin.”

Once Shattered Shield, the hot potato, was gone, it didn’t take long before the voice of Cursed Yin Evil God outside made itself sound more relaxed.

He didn’t say much, but the implication was clear.

You two fight it out, and the survivor returns to Shengshen Continent.

Xu Xiaoshou looked down at Hallmaster Dao lying on the ground.

The latter jumped up, his face painted with utmost vigilance, and he kept backing away:

“Xu Xiaoshou, don’t get played!”

“If he could cast another Magic Dog Meal, why play tricks here with you, don’t let him fool you again!”

“What do you mean?” Xu Xiaoshou’s face darkened upon hearing this, “Am I that kind of person?”

“What you see is what I mean,” Hallmaster Dao snorted with laughter.

“What’s the meaning behind your words and your actions?”

“Meaning is meaning!”

Under such straightforward instigation, the two became adversaries.

However, this high-intensity verbal exchange was all about complexities that required some thought to understand.

Cursed Yin didn’t have the patience to think it through, nor did he want to listen to their verbal brawl; he only wanted a death match:

“Thirty breaths.”

“A promise from Cursed Yin weighs more than Sui Jun.”

Sui Jun…

Don’t even mention Sui Jun to me!

Xu Xiaoshou was furious and slapped Hallmaster Dao, “Back on Qingyuan Mountain, I wanted to kill you! Divine Relics saved you so many times, couldn’t you just choose to die… I can’t bring myself to harm you!”

Hallmaster Dao, utterly dazed from the slap, holding his face in disbelief, said, “Is this your version of not being able to bring yourself to do it? Do you really believe His words?”

“He isn’t trustworthy, are you and I to be trusted?”

“You believe in the equal treatment of all life by the divine priests of God’s Fate; you didn’t believe me when I said thirty breaths before, now believe it or not, I don’t care anymore!”

“Even if I wanted to believe you, you’ve been slacking off from the start while I’m the only one fighting; how can I trust you, I’d rather submit to Cursed Yin!”

“Well then, go submit to Cursed Yin, I will leave Fate Temple by myself!”

“Fate Temple?”

“Out!”

Cursed Yin couldn’t care less to hear such childishly quarrelsome content:

“Twenty breaths.”

He counted precisely.

As soon as his voice fell, the two men simultaneously fell silent.

Xu Xiaoshou’s Space Dao Disc spun out under his feet, “I’ll take no more of this nonsense; this third time, I will make it into the divine palace!”

Hallmaster Dao lunged over and clung to Xu Xiaoshou’s chest like a sloth, arms wrapped around his head:

“Let’s go!”

Snap.

The space rippled, and the figures disappeared.

In the Fate Temple, only a shoe abandoned by Hallmaster Dao remained, bringing the silence back.

For a moment, Cursed Yin Evil God was genuinely stunned.

He had considered the possibility that these two would not slaughter each other.

But he couldn’t think of any other variable within the Divine Relics that could allow them to live without fighting.

“How interesting.”

With a swish, a grayish-purple mist emerged from the Fate Temple and moved towards the Eighteenth Heavens of the Divine Relics.

Cursed Yin Evil God witnessed with his own eyes how the two humans, in their desperate flight, clung to each other, leaving behind their shield and the souls of their companions, taking off into the distance.

They teleported to the gateway between the Eighteenth Heavens and the First Heavens.

They teleported into the First Heavens.

“How laughable.”

Cursed Yin Evil God chuckled as the grayish-purple mist swirled, pursuing the First Heavens.

As soon as he appeared, he saw the two men frozen in place, looking up at the sky as if waiting.

“Here we go!”

As expected, as soon as Cursed Yin appeared…

This time Xu Xiaoshou’s Space Dao Disc didn’t move; instead, it was Hallmaster Dao who, while embracing him, made a pinching spell:

“Greater Teleportation Technique!”

Hum.

The Celestial Scroll unfolded.

Cursed Yin Evil God saw the pair disappear without a word.

He couldn’t laugh anymore.

Is this…

Just a game?

Teleporting back and forth, where could they possibly teleport to next, can they escape the Divine Relics?

“Wait a minute!”

Cursed Yin Evil God suddenly shivered, recalling the shoe that Hallmaster Dao had dropped in Fate Temple.

He hurried back to defend.

But by the time he got from the First Heavens back to the Eighteenth Heavens and then back into Fate Temple, he saw Hallmaster Dao holding the Thirty Six Divine Punishment Pillar Array Wheel and Xu Xiaoshou gripping the Shattered Shield.

“Goodbye~”

Xu Xiaoshou smiled broadly and waved at him, teleporting out of Fate Temple once more with Hallmaster Dao.

“Impossible!”

Cursed Yin Evil God roared in rage, not even bothering to pursue, and directly used retrace.

The moment he saw the Ancestral God Fate Chart being handed from Xu Xiaoshou to Hallmaster Dao, and Hallmaster Dao pretending to transform into the Holy Ancestor for a moment…

Cursed Yin Evil God’s mood sank; he didn’t need to look anymore.

Regardless of how much power the Holy Ancestor could wield, at least breaking free from the one-breath cycle of spacetime was definitely not a problem.

But still…

It’s funny!

So funny!

All this maneuvering just to get a shield and a few broken spirits; what was the gain for all the effort?

As long as they couldn’t leave the Divine Relics, everyone would end up dead in the end!

Cursed Yin Evil God suppressed his irritable heart, being fooled by humans, and the grayish-purple mist once more surged out of Fate Temple.

This time…

Surprisingly, he didn’t see them run.

The two had even separated from their conjoined twin stance; Xu Xiaoshou held his shield high, looking proudly upon the world:

“Thirty breaths, right? Hold Him back for thirty breaths, and then leave it to you… These are your words, my Path!”

Hallmaster Dao sat cross-legged on the ground, back to everything, making hand seals, a look of resignation on his face:

“Don’t you still trust me, my Xu.”

After speaking, he pointed towards the sky, toward the direction of the Thirty Three Heavens, and closed his eyes:

“Great God Descending Technique!”