I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 3180

Chapter 3180: Chapter 1621: The Sui Sect Plays Tricks and Messes with Mindsets, Defying the Heavenly Gang and Forgetting Hierarchy

Another existence on par with the two freaks before my eyes…

Years in slumber, could it be that the continent has progressed to such an extent?

Cursed Yin, having come to his senses, found himself taken aback.

Just now, the mere moment of “Nian” when the virtual image shattered, actually caused him a brief stupor.

What kind of Nian can suppress the power of the evil god within a Holy Emperor’s physique?

Without a doubt, this person cannot be viewed within the conventional spiritual cultivation stages.

If he were to enter the Divine Relics, the current situation might indeed be completely overturned by those two.

“Dare to harm my son…”

Gazing at the lightning-type lad’s soul body held in the virtual image’s hand, Cursed Yin seemed to understand.

This child is young.

He is already extraordinary in talents.

His father must be even more powerful, likely not inferior in combat strength to the Four Scarifice Gods who gravely injured me!

With this in mind, Cursed Yin did not hesitate to seal the passage to the Divine Relics.

This move was indeed a bit slow, a reactive measure.

After all, a mere moment’s crushing force of Nian, that lightning-type father should have had the time to enter the Divine Relics.

Could it be…

It’s not too late to mend the fold after the sheep are lost?

What delayed that wolf, preventing it from charging into the pen at the first chance?

The passage, successfully blocked!

For a moment, Cursed Yin, controlling the body of the Holy Emperor, seemed to float a bit.

He did not understand what entanglements in the outside world had delayed that figure’s actions.

But…

Does it matter?

It does not!

Right now, none of these have anything to do with the current situation!

Cursed Yin’s three eyes simultaneously narrowed, staring at the soul body in front of him, and the three mouths of the Holy Emperor sneered in unison:

“The depth of father and son’s love can’t withstand the immense fear of life and death.”

“The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.”

“Return to the embrace of Cursed Yin!”

Hiss!

Three heads and three mouths, drawing in a fierce breath.

Cao Erzhu felt the world in front of him distort, his body uncontrollably sucked forward.

His spiritual senses swept back incredulously.

— His father’s virtual image was smashed to pieces in an instant!

“Impossible…”

Cao Erzhu’s pupils shook with shock.

In this moment, his heart was panicked, in turmoil.

He was still immersed in the wonderful illusion of “Father is here,” “Father isn’t dead,” “Father is omnipotent.”

Even if it was just a virtual image that was shown first.

When he heard his father’s voice, Cao Erzhu knew that his father must still be alive and would surely come to save him.

Could it be…

Last Moment of Consciousness?

The virtual image was still only a virtual image.

It was only a lingering thought from his father before death.

After that thought made itself known, it lost all spirituality, signifying his father could never be revived…

But Cursed Yin’s intent seemed to suggest that his father was still alive!

But was he scared?

Did he not dare to come?

Did he not dare to face the Ancestral God?

“Impossible!”

Cao Erzhu’s eyes turned red, his features twisted as he roared.

Whether it was his father’s death or his father’s cowardice, he could not accept either possibility.

“My dad is the strongest!”

“My dad would not be frightened!”

He screamed like a madman.

He had seen Cursed Yin’s formidable power from behind the perspective of Judge Dao.

He knew all too well that it was impossible for him to escape from Cursed Yin’s hands by himself.

But a man can die.

Up until their final breath, not even the evil god can stop them!

Cao Erzhu’s soul shattered into three pieces, but he still tried his best to let out the cry of a fiery young man:

“King! Regent! General! Prime minister!”

“Willing to be… Ouch.”

Before he could finish shouting, his three soul bodies were seized by a giant Ghost Hand, clutched tightly together.

He glanced over.

Brother Shou seemingly appeared at his side at some unknown time.

He held a halberd in one hand, his expression grave and commanding.

What truly stirred one’s heart was that, facing the evil god, he shouldered At the Gates of Hell and reached through this gate with his other hand, grasping himself from netherworld inside the world of the living.

Wuu wuu…

“Erzhu, I, Xu Xiaoshou, will never abandon you.”

Cao Erzhu was moved to tears, conjuring in his mind the emotional voice of Brother Shou that could bring tears to one’s eyes.

He was ready to repay Brother Shou’s kindness in this and the next life if he could survive.

Then, behind him, Brother Shou spit out a contemptuous sound and began cursing:

“Are you sick?”

“What’s the use of just shouting?”

“If you have all this passion and combat strength, even though it’s hard to fight, won’t you try to struggle on your own?”

His words were very fast, filled with intense frustration.

But despite the scolding, one could still hear him very clearly, evidently, his lecturing was far more skilled than his father’s by countless times:

“Yelling?”

“If shouting until your throat breaks would make the enemy spare you, how could this world have a place for the ‘regal lineage’ of the first generation!”

Cao Erzhu felt like he was struck by lightning.

His brain went blank, his initial reaction being that regal lineage truly existed.

The second reaction was that all the renowned “first generations” were only made famous after enduring blood and storm.

Including, his father!

Including, Brother Shou!

…

“Falling into one’s own trap.”

Cursed Yin looked down with nothing but scorn.

He had thought to take them one by one.

Who would have thought that without “Cao Yihan” making a move, this Xu Xiaoshou, who only knows how to hide his presence, actually dared to come alone to save someone.

Is this saving someone?

The Soul Absorption is so sluggish, is he not waiting for either you alone or both of you to come close?

“Technique·Taotie Mouth!”

But seeing the tips of the Holy Emperor’s fingers gently bend, storms of Holy Power surged around him.

In the blink of an eye, an ominous, black giant beast manifested behind him, opening its jaws wide to devour.

Boom!

Space, Path Principles, and storms were all swallowed into the belly of the black Taotie.