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I Am Loaded with Passive Skills (Web Novel) - Chapter 4417: Severed Hand
Chapter 4417: Severed Hand
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"No—"The yellow sand engulfed the sky, rolling in from the far end of the dune plains.
The few remaining crops in the village were torn and thrown, blood-red figures were severed into pieces, submerged in such a natural disaster.
Bam!
A stone slab was pushed aside, and a young boy poked his head out.
After the disaster had passed, the remaining storm still howled fiercely, stinging people’s faces.
Yellow sand slapped against his face, grinding his eyes painfully, as the boy stood amidst the storm’s remnants, witnessing desolation; from afar, the dusk fell without any orange glow, only a dreary and gloomy gray, the color of death.
"Wind..."
"Sand..."
The boy stood silently for an unspoken amount of time, his eyes igniting with the brilliance of stars, in that instant, he seemed to grasp the true essence of the transformation between wind and sand.
"Uh, uh!"
Not far away, atop a broken wall, a dirt-yellow scepter rolled down, hanging above a half-corpse that had been exposed to the sun for an unknown period, suddenly emitting a hoarse sound.
Elder Summer...
The boy looked up; the elder was barely breathing, a single surge of mystical reckless power within him barely sustaining life.
The strongest elder in the tribe, Elder Summer, was already like this, the others should all be dead by now, right?
"Ah Xin..."
"Elder Summer!"
The boy rushed forward.
The half-corpse on the broken wall, its dried intestines still drooping outside, yet its shriveled hand suddenly reached out, capturing his face.
That death-ridden elder’s turbid yellow eye, stared into the boy’s beautiful, starry eyes, unable to conceal the fervor, the sacred-like brilliance within.
"Pearl..."
"Elder Summer, what are you talking about?"
"You... have awakened..."
"Elder Summer, I saw, I saw many things, I seem able to perceive their transformations."
"Good! Good! Good!"
"Elder Summer, how can I save you?"
"Live, live on, use the Eyes of the God, practice... use divine power, to change this world..."
...
"No—"
Waves higher than the heavens, thunderstorm like divine wrath, roared down.
Thirty years of prosperity in the coastal town destroyed in such a calamity.
The water vortex slowly flowed, after the disaster, the remaining river channels segmented the former beautiful scenery into broken clusters, here, life force was evidently extinct.
"Water..."
"Thunder..."
The sand lightly rose, congregating into a youthful silhouette.
The eyes of Pearl discerned everything, Heaven and Earth were teachers of the Daoist Method, offering sorrow and anger, making passage without seeking recompense.
Sizzle—
The youth raised his hand, a surge of thunderlight in his palm.
His fingertip made a stroke, the water flow in the river channel obeyed his will, hovering in mid-air.
He quietly observed this scene, for a long time, the starry brilliance in his eyes faded, yet a white, misty radiance gently fluttered.
The youth gazed toward the sea, seemingly penetrating countless epochs, seeing the Golden Fate Dragon breaking through, carrying ten million Sea Country soldiers, charging ashore.
"Dream?"
"Or perhaps, the powers of a Prophet?"
...
"No—"
The Baiyi Clan’s resistance ended, rebels disarmed and submitted.
Only the blood-soaked clan leader remained, pressed to kneel on the ground, yet unwilling to yield, angrily glaring at the imposing middle-aged, black-robed man before him.
The black-robed man took a step forward, his eyes flickered with ghostly light, spoke coldly:
"Acting on behalf of the Heavens, embodiment of God."
"Those who follow me thrive, those who oppose die."
Clan leader Jin Wan fiercely broke free from restraint, drew a blade and rose.
The black-robed man’s eyes whirled with gray tri-flowers, flowing within his pupils, casting a glance that rendered the man’s body suddenly rigid.
"Kneel."
Bam!
Jin Wan fell powerlessly to the ground.
The defeat of the Baiyi Clan heralded the unification of the continent, also representing the divine benevolence, about to illuminate the darkest corners of this world.
Behind him, the powers of fire, thunder, wind, and water whistled across the sky, lavishly celebrating victory.
Everyone raised their weapons high, shouting in unison, together singing praises of the leader black-robed man’s invincible name:
"Saint Xin! Saint Xin! Saint Xin!"
"Invincible! Invincible! Invincible!"
Sacred Saint Xin turned back, the tri-flower in his eyes faded, gentle white light flickered.
He saw a sword light slicing through from the ends of ancient spacetime, whose it was, cut towards unknown whereabouts.
Yet the contained power distinctly able to shake himself.
No such thing as invincible, only unknown Golden Fate Dragon, sword light, yet to arrive.
"From this day forth, this continent shall be renamed Shengshen Continent."
"My ancestor, Saint Xin, shall ascend to the Heavenly Realm, seek the utmost intent of the Path, upon return, will aid the Shengshen Continent’s cultivators to progress further."
...
"No—"
Sacred Saint Xin, just opposing the Sea Country Dragon in a single strike, caused his physique to disintegrate.
Shengshen Continent, stretching for ten thousand years, this should not have appeared Sea Country Dragon, surprisingly shattered the legend of invincibility.
"Retreat!"
"Sound the retreat!"
Saint Xin awakened from the palace, gazed upon the continent.
At first glance, his Eyes of the Great Path could not discern the myriad methods of the Great Path, his Pearl eyes couldn’t capture transformation along the Great Path.
"Destiny has already changed..."
"No, impossible, was only lost once, no, was a draw, both sides equally injured, it also heavily wounded by me..."
Saint Xin exerted all his might, activated the Prophet’s eye once more.
A white, hazy scene, no longer clear as before, attempting to discern, luckily glimpsed faint scenery.
At the end of a world dying, an old farmer stooped, picking the lone sprig of green upon barren land;
In the lawless region where evil spirits roam, trickery abounded, piled into a blood-colored skeletal divine throne, awakened an anomalous evil god with three heads and six arms;
In the barbarian land enshrouded by yellow sand, a punch burst through the void, the three realms and Six Paths thus defy ancient ways, turn to body cultivation, intending to use mortal ant strength, to defy the might of heavens and heavy earth;
