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I Am Loaded with Passive Skills (Web Novel) - Chapter 4033: Qingju
Chapter 4033: Qingju
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"Sword... Me...?""Is this the trump card you rely on?"
Hua Changdeng looked down from on high, his eyes bloodshot and red, revealing a hint of mockery amidst madness.
He hesitated for so long.
He activated the Rootless Phantom Beast in advance, Heaven Unravel Ghost Hunter.
He regarded Bazhun’an as his greatest opponent, ignoring all other enemies inside and outside the Shengshen Continent for this purpose.
But after waiting for so long.
Bazhun’an told him that his ultimate hidden trump card was himself from thirty years ago, whom he had already defeated?
"Ahahaha!"
Hua Changdeng didn’t even know whether he was amused or infuriated by his own foolishness.
With the opening of Dead Beings Reincarnation, his time was already running out, each breath burning himself.
The Rootless Phantom Beast was set, and the power drawn from the Three Realms Array of Heaven, Earth, and Human could not withstand the loss of life force either.
How could the power squeezed from his limits, sufficient to combat Demon Ancestor, Medicine Ancestor, and Cursed Yin, be wasted on a former defeated foe?
How then could he gain enlightenment from Bazhun’an’s path, consume his Sword Me for unity, and halt the negative effects of Dead Beings Reincarnation?
He would die!
But not because he was killed.
But because Bazhun’an was too weak, unable to provide him with enough pressure?
"Damn it!!!"
With a long howl, Hua Changdeng’s entire body exploded into soul energy, merging into Heaven and Earth.
Within the five regions, a misty dark cyan fog emerged from the void, stirring unease in everyone’s hearts, their faces showing panic.
"My power is depleting?"
Those who cultivated the Spirit Dao were the first to notice.
Every Spiritual Cultivator locked by the Rootless Phantom Beast, from Innate to Holy Emperor, had their soul power being drained.
The lost portion, accumulating gradually, gathered in the void of the five regions, sustaining the Rootless Phantom Beast and extending Hua Changdeng’s life!
Has the Hua Ancestor gone mad?
Does he intend to destroy the entire Shengshen Continent?
High above Lingyu, Bazhun’an Jianwo, ethereal and elusive, also sensed this madman’s actions, his gaze growing colder:
"Hua Changdeng, your obsession has blinded you."
Before he could finish, a ferocious dark cyan face gathered above the Central Region, roaring hysterically:
"Shut up!"
With a thunderous roar, from the Three Realms Array of Heaven, Earth, and Human, where the Rootless Phantom Beast was pinned by Sword Demon Three Swords, three tides of soul power erupted.
The three converged into one, transforming into a hundred-zhang-long sword in the sky, resembling the Ghost Hunter, yet with some deviations.
The space twisted under the force, making it look less like a sword.
That long, straight-bladed weapon looked more like a long saber, its blade burning with dark cyan flames, shrouded in sinister ghostly aura.
Ghost Hunter!
The Ghost Hunter reborn after Heaven Unravel!
"Die——"
Heaven and Earth exploded with a thunderous curse.
Under the nourishment of the Rootless Phantom Beast, the form of the reborn Ghost Hunter underwent a cataclysmic transformation.
Hua Changdeng stood in the divine palace, merging with the Ghost Hunter.
With this enhancement, the hundred-zhang Ghost Hunter streaked black lines across the sky, its speed surging to the extreme.
In an instant, it severed countless Dao Methods, slashing straight down towards the place where Bazhun’an Jianwo stood.
"Hua Changdeng, you cannot kill me."
Bazhun’an Jianwo sneered, fearlessly facing the hundred-zhang Ghost Hunter.
He merely touched his fingers together, pointing forward, and the Dao chains around him surged with grand power.
As if unsealing Technique Seed Restriction, the immense force suppressed and sealed within him seemed about to erupt.
But...
The Ghost Hunter was too fast!
"Bang!"
The hundred-zhang fiery sword struck fiercely against the Dao chains around Bazhun’an Jianwo, with the inner force yet unreleased.
Crack——
The crisp break echoed clearly across the five regions.
Without even holding for half a breath, as everyone’s hearts skipped a beat, they saw the Dao chains around Bazhun’an Jianwo instantly severed.
"Can’t withstand?!"
Furthermore, the Ghost Hunter’s momentum did not halt.
The sword imbued with Hua Changdeng’s lifelong resentment further pierced through Bazhun’an Jianwo’s chest and neck, sweeping bright sword waves into the sky behind him.
Crash!
Spiritual light scattered, sending the five regions into an uproar.
Though this sword was magnificent, beyond its brilliance lay wilting.
After being stricken by the sword, Bazhun’an Jianwo dimmed more than seventy percent, his entire "being" seemingly drained of most of his power.
His eyes lost their luster.
The sealed power within him leaked, its weight significantly lighter, rising slowly as if about to vanish.
...
"This?"
At Fusang City, Black Chicken’s dark feathers flared slightly.
Originally expecting Bazhun’an to put on a grand display, who would have thought he delivered the biggest disappointment!
After this sword, can the Eighth still fight?
Thirty years of sealing his sword, only to find himself unable to unsheathe it, and facing an ignoble demise?
Cock-eyed, eyes shifting slightly.
Beside him, Yue Gongnu was completely pale.
This sword not only severed all of Bazhun’an’s aura but also obliterated the already dwindling hopes of his comrades beyond the battlefield.
"Ahahaha..."
Hua Changdeng burst into uncontrollable laughter.
The Ghost Hunter’s blow indeed severed Bazhun’an’s foundational roots.
Finally, no longer powerless, now able to counterattack, this visceral satisfaction stoked his spiritual will to boil.
Not enough!
Far from enough!
"Bazhun’an, is that all you have?"
In madness, Hua Ancestor vanished the fleeting Ghost Hunter at the edge of the sky, reappearing above the clouds, split into two.
The two hundred-zhang "long sabers", fed on the hopes of the Five Domains Ancient Sword Cultivators, ignited spiritual flames, crossing down with deadly precision!
"No..."
Someone stifled a cry.
Even a single sword was like this; Bazhun’an Jianwo’s power was depleted by seventy percent.
