I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3173: Chapter 1618: Unstoppable Snatch in the Dark Night, Joyously Manipulating Everything_2

“Don’t stop Heavenly Abandon, Cursed Yin is attempting a possession, cut it down!”

“Absolutely, absolutely, we cannot let it succeed in possession, must completely obliterate Wangze Holy Emperor first!”

Possession?

Xu Xiaoshou shuddered inwardly.

He remembered the second recommendation for slaying in the “Detailed Explanation,” which was “Always be vigilant of Cursed Yin’s attempts at possession.”

How cunning, Hallmaster Dao!

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You even calculated this!

Since you could foresee it, being as powerful as you are, you must have a backup plan?

Instantly, Xu Xiaoshou was no longer afraid, his sword nearly retracted from Heavenly Abandon, ready to exert force again at a moment’s notice, trying to completely erase the vestiges of consciousness that Wangze Holy Emperor had left in this world before Cursed Yin could intervene in the battle.

“Abandon!”

Rolling black fog invaded, and Xu Xiaoshou didn’t move an inch.

Behind him, Feast opened up, the Engulfing Power fully unleashed, devouring while simultaneously expelling it through the Breathing Technique.

None of Cursed Yin’s stuff could be swallowed!

…

“Boom—”

Suddenly, purple light burst forth in the black night.

Elsewhere, in a flash of dazzling illusory light, the figure of God Firmament Leader slowly rose in the dark.

The black night?

With God Punishment Tribulation serving the first generation Penetrating Divine Senses, capable of directly confronting the power of the evil god, how could it be affected by this method that sealed off the six senses?

However, before God Firmament Leader could even fully straighten up, as it touched the ceiling of All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion’s ground floor, it twisted and writhed.

It struggled for a long time but finally couldn’t break through the ceiling and got stuck.

God Firmament Leader, bent over in this cramped space, appeared to be bowing to Cursed Yin.

“Punishment God Domain!”

Hallmaster Dao didn’t care about whether it bowed or not, as long as it worked.

With a sudden thunderous shout, the body of God Firmament Leader exploded, filling the entire ground floor with purple light, and a dangerous element permeated the air.

“Sizzle…”

It started as a soft sound of electricity.

Following this, thousands of purple thunderbolts locked onto the target within the Punishment God Domain, bombarding Wangze Holy Emperor simultaneously.

…

“Boom!”

Heavenly Abandon reached its endpoint.

Domain type Penetrating Divine Senses, Punishment God Domain detonated.

The entire All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, in an instant, was set ablaze, tables, tea stands, wooden sculptures, ancient bells… all exploded into fragments.

Windows flung open, the translucent rice paper shattered.

Wooden doors cracked, and even the walls were webbed with cracks.

The splattering sword cognition and God Punishment Tribulation, which neither the Night Guardian nor anyone else who sought refuge on the stairs could escape, passed through his body.

Similarly, it also awakened the feigning Kong Yuhen.

Rolling dust, shattered wood…

Had he known that turning a blind eye would lead to such an outcome, Kong Yuhen felt, perhaps he would not have chosen to read that overly lengthy emotional article.

“You…”

He fell silent then spoke up, only to discover not a single person was paying attention to him, the Tower Master of the dilapidated tower.

Something’s wrong, from the beginning, I shouldn’t have let them in.

They are the real danger factors.

…

Hallmaster Dao squinted, staring intently at the air.

Xu Xiaoshou returned from the anchor point of Heavenly Abandon, diagonally standing with his sword, clothes rustling… and Kong Yuhen also emerged from behind.

“Is it dead?”

Honestly, just this tiny bit of residual soul and consciousness of Wangze Holy Emperor, under the dual assault of Heavenly Abandon and God Punishment Tribulation.

He didn’t believe that Wangze Holy Emperor could still survive.

But!

According to the law of smoke without injury…

“Brother Yu Hen, if a fight really breaks out later, my recommendation is: kick them out of the tower to fight, to avoid damaging our stuff,” Xu Xiaoshou patted Kong Yuhen’s shoulder, whispering close to his ear.

Kong Yuhen took a breath and gritted his back teeth, “It’s not ‘them’, it’s ‘you’, and not ‘ours’, it’s just you alone!”

You seem a bit alienated and anxious, this is not good, not good at all… Xu Xiaoshou was about to speak again, to continue showing his friendliness.

At that moment.

“Thump!”

His heart suddenly sank as if it were going to plunge into his stomach.

His knees bent, and it was a good thing he was leaning on a cane bearing Kong Yuhen’s name, otherwise, he would have truly fallen to his knees.

“Snap!”

Huang Quan directly rolled down the stairs, barely stopping at the wooden door.

Nearby, Hallmaster Dao was desperately supporting the Overlord, barely managing to hold himself up, his posture somewhat awkward.

“Crack, crack, crack…”

The space on the bottom floor of All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion suddenly warped, seeming about to fracture, and with layers of waves, moved downwards swiftly.

The swirling dust no longer floated, mingling with the wood chips and dust, all pressed to the ground.

Heavy!

Very heavy!

Incredibly heavy!

As if gravity had suddenly increased by a thousand or ten thousand times.

Apart from Kong Yuhen who still appeared cool and relaxed, the rest, including their bones, made sounds of unbearable strain.

As the dust settled, the warped space revealed an evil Divine Throne.

All who saw it felt a profound heaviness of heart.

“It’s over…”

Xu Xiaoshou Perception secretly glanced towards the wooden door, discovering that the nearest to the escape route wasn’t himself…

Huang Quan?

When did you run over there?

Atop the white bone Divine Throne, not the three-headed, six-armed leisurely resting Cursed Yin Evil God.

Instead, this time, there truly sat a person.

A middle-aged man!

He sat with his legs apart, posture open and wide, wearing a slightly battle-worn blue and white long robe, the lapels torn revealing sturdy chest muscles underneath.

He tilted his head slightly, elbow resting on knee, fist propping his chin, his features noble and authoritative, exuding a strong presence of a superior.

He sat silently, eyes slightly closed, quietly observing everyone below, and after a while, the corners of his lips slightly raised, he lightly said:

“What kind of illusion must it be, to make you all think, that for

Ancestral God to possess Holy Emperor, it would require effort and time?”

And with that statement!

Sizzle, the features of Wangze Holy Emperor squeezed towards his chin and cheeks, splitting from the middle to reveal a huge, purple eye that occupied what was once his entire face.