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I Am Loaded with Passive Skills (Web Novel) - Chapter 4118: Offending the Zui
Chapter 4118: Offending the Zui
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Roar...At the Cross Corner Street, torrential rain poured down.
Rain fell from the sky, while from underground a beam of eerie black light surged upward, with Diabolical Force spreading rapidly.
In just an instant, it covered the entire Cross Corner Street.
In the end, the entire City of the Dead Bodhisattva was shrouded by a spine-chilling and formidable power.
"Run!"
"It’s the Ancestral God again, run fast!"
At this moment, the Spiritual Cultivators remaining in the city realized what was happening.
The battle of the Ancestral God had erupted right beneath their feet.
Even though it was too late to flee now, staying put might lead to certain death.
"There’s no way out!"
"This Diabolical Force has locked down the whole city!"
The black beam that enveloped the entire city had clearly transformed into Intangible Dao Chains, trapping everyone inside.
Death apostles, abominators, dispirited corpses...
Those within the city were mostly criminals from the old Holy Divine Palace’s wanted list.
They thought this place was a haven, never expecting it to become a large-scale execution ground today.
Unable to break through the beam, the fight’s aftermath would kill them all!
"Together!"
"Attack!"
Instantly, everyone united to resist.
Various spiritual techniques were unleashed, bombarding the Diabolical Force beam, but it was to no avail.
How could the Diabolical Force be defeated by this undisciplined crowd, who couldn’t even seal a demi-saint?
Soon, clusters of people gathered at the four city gates of the City of the Dead Bodhisattva, including the tall city walls, each frantic in their desperation.
Hope for life was right in front of them.
But the path between life and death was completely blocked.
Helplessness turned into panic and chaos, making the city yet again synonymous with disorder.
"Thump, thump!"
Suddenly, a dull heartbeat echoed from deep within the earth.
The myriad spiritual techniques from everyone ceased abruptly, their heartbeats synchronized with the sound as if sharing one heart.
"Gulp..."
The city suddenly grew silent, some even heard themselves swallow nervously.
In a panic, as they looked back, numerous black shards with golden Buddhist patterns of Power of Will exploded in the sky.
Yet, the greater power belonged to the Diabolical Force.
"It’s that coffin under the tower!"
"Isn’t this the image seen in previous visions, the pattern on the coffin under the tower?"
"Could it be, The Divine’s strike shattered the Diabolical coffin?"
This sparked a glimmer of hope amidst despair.
At the Cross Corner Street, Liu Guifen and Jiang Nayi couldn’t help but look back toward the crater.
The black shards flew out from there.
Being nearby, both clearly saw that what flew out wasn’t bronze shards, but hardened material, condensed from the Diabolical Force over time.
"The Divine’s strong strike only broke the... outer layer of diabolical material on the coffin beneath the tower?"
Liu Guifen’s face turned pale upon realizing this.
He felt like running, caught between Bei Huai in front and the Devil Ancestor behind; this haunted place felt unbearable to stay any longer.
Their shown combat power was far beyond what he could handle.
What courage had he mustered to come to the Cross Corner Street seeking fortune?
But to run...
No escape!
He could easily tell that black magical light beam was unbreakable.
Only the maker can unmake the seal.
The sole hope rests with The Divine.
"Boom!"
With just a shift of sight, a cracking blast erupted again from deep underground.
The next instant, a bronze coffin with flying, chipped paint flew out, its entire body bent as if struck upward from below.
"It’s out!"
The black-green coffin emerged, soaring above the Cross Corner Street, and with its mere momentum shattered space and Dao methods.
This time, most in the city could sweep the coffin with their spiritual senses.
Before understanding what had happened...
A bald muscular man with a fierce ghostly back appeared suddenly via Teleport on the distorted coffin, wielding a double-headed gilded long staff, harshly striking down on the coffin lid.
"Boom!"
The black-green coffin exploded into countless hardened diabolical materials.
The arched coffin body caved again, breaking through currents, crashing heavily into a black hole.
"Boom!"
Just as people thought the coffin would hit the ground, a black hole shattered mid-air at Cross Corner Street, as if a figure flickered past.
Yet both coffin and The Divine didn’t fall; the space collapsed at the west gate of the City of the Dead Bodhisattva, and the bronze coffin appeared there.
The Divine followed, striking again with the staff.
"Boom!"
Once more, the bronze coffin was blasted out of sight with just one strike.
At the east gate, another black hole exploded; as onlookers’ sights followed, The Divine wildly struck the bronze coffin at the south and north. It was brutal beyond compare.
"Boom boom boom boom boom..."
In just a breath’s time, the City of the Dead Bodhisattva’s sky was filled with hundreds of The Divine beings.
The void was already shattered; not knowing how many hundreds of times the bronze coffin had been struck and flown.
In the end, the bronze coffin almost froze a mere ten feet in the air, twisting and deforming.
Surrounded by countless The Divines, wielding countless Overlords, they unleashed a fierce and relentless attack.
"This..."
Liu Guifen’s pupils trembled as he watched.
He had witnessed the power of one strike from The Divine firsthand.
What was this coffin, able to withstand such devastation, even an Ancestor God’s Body should have been wounded!
"What is this, quick, quick, quick, tell me!"
Liu Guifen directly exchanged contribution points for information, feeling this coffin was too extraordinary. Soon, the answer emerged in his mind:
"Primordial Origin Mother Coffin, one of the Holy Ancestor’s three arms, legend says it’s made from the Primordial Mother Stone of heaven and earth’s inception, continuously refined with Primordial Purple Mist, crafted over ninety-nine eighty-one ten thousand years, capable of sealing Ancestral Gods and nurturing Ancestral bodies."
