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I Am Loaded with Passive Skills (Web Novel) - Chapter 4046: Sword Transformation
Chapter 4046: Sword Transformation
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"Hua Changdeng, as agreed, you belong to me now."In the spiritual world on the verge of collapse, the voice of Bei Huai suddenly echoed, like the whispers of a demon, overlapping in resonance.
This was the straw that broke the camel’s back!
No...
Hua Changdeng’s pupils lost focus as he frantically looked around.
The pattering rain sound grew louder by his ear, and the world turned grotesque, abruptly transporting him to the Mournful Emperor realm where the roads were muddy.
"Welcome, welcome~"
"The Yunshan Saint Emperor has arrived, everyone come out to welcome~"
The flowers and trees by the roadside let out exclamations of delight like young children, visualizing into faces of Bei Huai people.
From left to right!
From top to bottom!
In an instant, they filled Hua Changdeng’s entire vision, and a suffocating pressure swept over.
With a roar, the whole world shattered back into chaos.
The Mournful Emperor realm was no more, and the insignificant self gazed into the void, with only the towering Ancestor Tree World Locust remaining.
Under the old locust tree stood a barefooted, white-clothed figure.
The locust tree’s crown intertwined, sketching out an old face, vivid and lifelike.
"Hua! Chang! Deng!"
The sound exploded from all directions.
Clearly, the old locust didn’t move, nor did the figure beneath it.
The voices pierced his mind, intermittently stirring a thousand memories:
"You have no chance..."
"If during your journey to Shengshen Continent, you achieve success and harmonize to seal as the Ancestor, you could stand with us shoulder to shoulder."
"Medicine Bei is not an enemy; the matters between us can be settled later. The current priority is dealing with the Demon Ancestor and Cursed Yin."
Ah!
Hua Changdeng clutched his head in torment.
The world before him shattered into fragments again; he saw himself becoming a descendant of the Holy Emperor, carrying a lantern to hunt ghosts, and venturing alone into the Mournful Emperor realm.
Even as the image vanished, the voices lingered, growing closer:
"Indeed, you have no choice..."
"The Demon Ancestor and Cursed Yin each achieved unity, with grand schemes at hand; neither Medicine Bei nor Ghost Hua alone can contend against them."
"Yet they aren’t in their prime; they can be dealt with separately. Of course, all of this hinges on your harmonization success."
Dong!
A finger pressed upon his brow.
The muddy Mournful Mountain path quaked instantly; the copper lamp toppled at his feet, wax flowing into the sword scars upon the post-battle rocks.
"If you fail, you belong to me."
No...
The dusty, painful memories seemed awakened.
Hua Changdeng struggled fiercely against the encroaching finger, but like a Ghost Ancestor under duress, his limbs couldn’t budge.
Even his head, trying desperately to tilt back, couldn’t resist the gradual push of the forefinger.
Sizzle! Sizzle!
The finger, sharp as a sword, pierced through flesh, drilling through the skull, forcefully entering the brain.
"Ugh..."
"Ahhhh..."
Hua Changdeng roared repeatedly, struggling to rise.
He finally regained strength amidst the myriad illusions, squeezing out the last thread of self before his Dao heart shattered.
"It’s not over yet!"
"I said, it’s not over yet!"
...
Long!
A black pillar of light shot skywards.
Not only did Lingyu Mountain tremble, but all cultivators who witnessed Bazhun’an’s Dao achievement in understanding awoke together in shock.
"What is this..."
The Black Chicken stood atop Yu Zhiwen’s head, seeing far and wide.
Did Hua Changdeng still have a backup plan?
No, this power seemed more like...
"Life?"
Bazhun’an was slightly surprised.
Life represents the Medicine Ancestor; such intense vital life force—had Hua Changdeng already been caught?
Bei Huai had only just entered Shengshen Continent to be hammered out of the five regions by Kui Leihan; it couldn’t have been then.
So, it must have been before?
"It’s unlikely your style to act as an accomplice." Though the black light power was grand, Bazhun’an didn’t retreat even half a step.
But at this moment, Hua Changdeng was in no state to listen to anything from outsiders.
Bazhun’an’s step to return to zero had already broken his state of mind.
Sword Me had no chance to swallow; borrowing was also impossible now, meaning all opportunities to reverse fate vanished.
Fallen to the bottom!
The dual-unity state was destroyed.
Hope was severed after the Sword opened the mysteries.
Hua Changdeng, wretched like a dog, had only the remaining sanity, with its unyielding obsession to win, and the desperate desire to survive amidst despair:
"Bazhun’an, it’s not over yet!"
"So what if you’ve returned to zero in one step, growing in this way—truly without flaw... can you strike again?"
Amid the thunderous roar, the Sword Demon’s Three Swords were drawn from the rootless Phantom Beast, falling around him.
Hua Changdeng formed a hand seal, the vital life force surging wildly from his body, injecting into the Three Swords around him.
Long...
Longlonglong...
The Sword Demon’s Three Swords swelled visibly, the Dao chains stretched around them, then shattered resoundingly.
Charge charge charge!
The three black rays of light and Hua Changdeng’s rampant life force black pillar resonated, shooting skyward together.
The Ghost Hunter gripped firmly in his palm.
Hua Changdeng wielded the sword, leaping forth, eyes wild with madness.
"Ba..."
But just as his mouth barely opened...
The four black pillars of life on and around him merely just twisted, yet to imprint upon body or sword body...
"Tap."
Bazhun’an stepped forth.
This step, stepping into empty void, was like treading upon the heart lake of everyone in the five regions, the sound of shattering waves crisp and melodious.
The entire world seemed to pause as if the pause button was pressed.
Snow stopped just in front, precisely able to shroud half of the world, the wind sound halted next to the ear, all howling noise vanished...
"You still don’t understand."
Snow blinds, not knowing the height of the mountain.
But that unhurried voice indeed descended from a place higher than the sky:
"Inaction does not mean ’nothing can be done’."
...
In the starry sky, the coffin imagery below the tower trembled violently, instantaneously shattering into nothingness.
In the Mournful Emperor realm, the crown of the World Locust Tree shivered, spewing out countless locust branches in all directions, enclosing the entire world, sealing itself inside.
