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I Am Loaded with Passive Skills (Web Novel) - Chapter 4047: Sword Yi (Part 2)
Chapter 4047: Sword Yi (Part 2)
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In the Four Symbols Secret Realm, Yue Gongli held a Holy Emperor person in his hand, showing a complex expression as he gazed into the void without speaking.Outside the secret realm, atop Crescent Mountain, Dao Qiongcang shuddered violently, transforming into a pile of bones and hiding away.
"Non-action, neither fighting nor seizing, neither stubborn nor mad... Merely asking the heart, excess is not good, act according to the situation, this is enough."
"How can my path be now established, giving you the illusion of not being able to draw the sword, being incapable, yet how can it achieve ’doing nothing while doing everything’?"
Bazhun’an seemed less like he was drawing a sword and more like explaining his own path for someone.
He reached out his hand again, grasping towards the East.
This time, not just raising half of Qingju.
The direction of the Burial Sword Tomb of the Eastern Region, the surging ten thousand rays of light all attached to him.
"Name!"
At this moment, not only did Xu Xiaoshou understand the name.
The cultivators of the five regions, could also see from the rich and substantial rays of light, the vast power of name sufficient to stabilize the self.
Was this the accumulated power of the Burial Sword Tomb over the years?
Could Bazhun’an borrow it with just one hand?
But what is this name adhering for?
With his current power, if truly ’doing nothing while doing everything,’ does he still need external support?
In an instant, many thoughts flashed through the minds of the cultivators of the five regions, but there was no time to think out an answer.
Bazhun’an grasped Qingju, with a gentle spin of his foot.
"Sizzle!"
The wind and snow surged, and time seemed to resume.
Everyone only saw Hua Zu’s sword tearing out, but it merely shredded one residual image around Bazhun’an’s body.
"Above!"
"Above!"
A startled cry sounded from somewhere, the cultivators of the five regions looked up and saw above...
"What is this?!"
Not the Fantasy Sword Technique.
Nor had Bazhun’an appeared above.
But Hua Changdeng, appeared outside of the starry sky!
He was clearly on the peak of Lingyu Mountain, clearly outside of the starry sky the five domains spiritual cultivators couldn’t see, but this time they looked up, everyone could see:
Bazhun’an stepped out, nearing his front.
Hua Changdeng split into four, body, spirit, intent, and self, each being drawn into the fourth level.
"Shatter my body, spirit, intent..."
"Bazhun’an intends to counterattack, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth?"
In the fourth level of heaven, Hua Changdeng revealed distinctly different four essential forms.
His body was completely not human-shaped, muscles crazily splitting, having grown into a fleshy bud ball.
His soul boiled and twisted, with nameless Karma Fires burning everywhere, scorching his self into chaotic disarray.
His consciousness was even more chaotic and shapeless, not even smoke or clouds, rapidly fading with the passage of time.
His self...
Hua Zu had long lost his "self"!
Upon seeing this, the five regions were struck with horror, even Elder Wuyue’s pupils trembled.
This was the first time someone had dissected the essence of life so thoroughly, seeing the body, spirit, intent, and self clearly, revealing them clearly.
In the eyes of the world, Hua Zu once again erupted with supreme strength, clearly unstoppable, with no other way to counter than suppression.
But in Bazhun’an’s eyes, this individual dissected into four layers, he was all flaws!
"Is this the perspective of a genius?"
"Is this the ability of Zero Ancestral God, to see the essence of all things and matters directly?"
The calamity of Ancestor God Destruction, was just condensing outside of the starry sky.
Bazhun’an held the broken sword Qingju lightly forward with one slash, slicing through the neck of the flying Hua Changdeng.
"Heavenly Abandon."
...
"Sizzle!"
Blood flowed profusely.
Outside the fourth level of heaven, it merged and returned.
The apparent phenomenon materialized earlier, also vanished in the blink of an eye.
Hua Zu’s body, spirit, intent, and self had never been separated, he did not truly venture beyond the starry sky, he remained on Lingyu Mountain.
But now the situation had reversed.
Carrying four life beams, Hua Changdeng slashed away in flight, unable to even produce a sword move.
Broken sword Qingju, a sword sealing the throat.
"Mm!"
Hua Changdeng covered his neck, eyes bulging, staggering past Bazhun’an’s side.
The latter didn’t even glance.
The ten thousand rays of name’s light underfoot shot forth, stabilizing the seas and mountains of Shengshen Continent.
Bazhun’an like a sheath, Qingju spun in his palm, slowly returning within.
"Return to zero."
He hadn’t said a word.
Everyone across the five domains, all read another return to zero.
Yet...
What is the inner essence then?
Bazhun’an gazed beneath Fusang City, not looking at Yue Gongnu, but at that expectant black chicken.
Just like in the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, when Xu Xiaoshou returned, he informed "me" of everything unsparing.
He too shared his insight, without reservation.
Similarly, how much he says, how much he understands, all depends on fate:
"Dao produces one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, three gives birth to all of creation, you often say this, you should understand yourself, it is non-action—not inaction, but conforming to natural evolution."
"Borrow the power of Yin and Yang, in an instant I entered ’One Venerate,’ the sword emerged and returned, balancing the Two Forms, merging into Taiji, retreating back to Wuji, placing into the state of no beginning and no end."
"This process of ’borrowing’ seems man-made, seems for fighting, for seizing, disrupting ’non-action,’ but actually is not so."
The black chicken nodded.
The black chicken was trying to digest.
It was also understanding this thing.
If non-action was disrupted, Bazhun’an’s current "self" would be chaotic, gone, representing death.
But he did not die.
Proving his perfect state was not ruined by drawing the sword.
Then, this process of him drawing the sword, exerting power, actually also conforms to the principles of non-action, natural evolution, what principle?
"The path I cultivate is certainly not only non-action, but also the unchanging and ever-changing self of Demon Ancestor and Cursed Yin, what they haven’t found, I have found."
