I Am Loaded with Passive Skills-Chapter 3211 - 1631: Severing 30,000 Li of the Galaxy, Just to Incite the Roar of the Supreme Sword Dragon_2
Chapter 3211: Chapter 1631: Severing 30,000 Li of the Galaxy, Just to Incite the Roar of the Supreme Sword Dragon_2
“Sword energy soars wildly with songs, Galaxy spans thirty thousand miles.”
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“Cursed Yin, why does it cease to rest? For the dragon chants arise!”
…
Swish!
Thirty million Void Sky Holy Swords converge into one ultimate light.
That light breaks through the Sky River above and pierces the earth below, rising from the thin figure of a youth below Sui Tian Shou; initially pushing aside the horizontal ripples of light, strongly enough to break through the detention.
Next, as the tips of the vicious sword, Fourth Swords, proudly rise, their energy and intent furiously tear apart the Dao, angrily breaking the anonymity.
Clearly rooted in the eighteenth layer of the Divine Relics.
With one lift of the sword, one heavily falls through spacetime, falling back to the First Heavens.
But…
Light!
That light, containing the power of thirty million Divine Blades of Judgment, turns into an extended Fourth Sword’s sword body, piercing through the Thirty Three Heavens, with the sword tip breaking through the Galaxy.
“Swish, swish, swish!”
Galaxy fluctuates, all laws return.
Xu Xiaoshou feels countless images flickering through his mind, never before have heaven, earth, Dao, sword, and self, been so perfectly aligned.
Sword cognition moves within.
The power of the Galaxy converges within him.
He feels the sword in his hand not as a heavy sword from the heavens; it is light as a feather, as easy to wield as his own limb.
Merely thinking of moving, his wrist flicks, a lifting stroke.
“Boom!”
A sword breaks through the heavenly realm, piercing into the Galaxy.
Instantly swinging behind to full circle, marking below, in front, and above him.
Aurora tears through the First Heaven’s earth, space, and Dao, splitting into the Eighteen Heavens.
The speed of the sword light, fast enough to absorb all the purple mist floating at the horizon of the Eighteen Heavens, chopping through and shredding it like cutting clay or tearing paper.
Without any delay, it continues slashing through the darkness of the Thirty Three Heavens, breaking once again through spacetime turbulence, cutting into the starry sky.
“Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom…”
Only then does the Divine Relics emit a thunderous roaring song.
Meanwhile, between the stars, the aurora travels far, already spreading ripples on both sides, leaving a thirty thousand miles sword scar in the universe where time stands still.
One sword, Three Heavens, Galaxy once again marked!
…
“Nine Swords Technique, Unity Extreme Sword?!”
Only when that aurora swung to full circle, splitting the space of the Divine Relics and severing the upper and lower Three Heavens in half, reaching his own face,
Did Cursed Yin realize, this time, the opponent wielded the second stage of the Nine Swords Technique.
No borrowing of second realm methods, no True Sword in front, Mo Sword behind.
In fact, from start to finish, Xu Xiaoshou had not the slightest intention to conceal why this sword was used.
“Sword energy soars wildly with songs, Galaxy spans thirty thousand miles.”
“Cursed Yin, why does it cease to rest? For the dragon chants arise!”
Cursed Yin hears mockery, but it hasn’t yet heard the dragon chant.
The mist twisted endlessly, as if hit by Sui Tian Shou, collapsing infinitely towards the central singularity…
No!
Not just seemingly!
That youth’s sword wielded the power of “Bo Dao” from the 3000 Sword Styles, using the most overbearing intent of Unity Extreme Sword, to forcibly return all his confinements.
When the mist collapses into a point…
When soul and intent condense before the Aurora…
Cursed Yin finally comprehends the purpose of the sudden blood surge before the sword strike, pulling out the Great Well-behaved Bell, a Defense Divine Artifact.
No explosion heard.
Great Well-behaved Bell, full of spiritual light, instantly shattered by the slash, losing its spiritual quality, its essence bombed to nowhere.
Cursed Yin pulled out the Heavenly Realm Stone, crafted from a corner of the Heavenly Realm.
But even the Heavenly Realm Triangle of the Divine Relics couldn’t withstand the domination, willfulness, and arrogance of Unity Extreme Sword, snapping and directly shattering.
Even the Heavenly Realm Stone itself was blasted apart.
Inside, space collapses, springing into spacetime turbulence and getting lost nowhere.
In a flurry, he summoned the Technique Ancestor Ruins, throwing out various treasures without a second look.
Yet, not one object could withstand the attack of this sword in defense.
The only infamous, strongest defensive weapon, unresponsive to calls or declarations, quietly slumbering in the Technique Ancestor Ruins.
With a bang, the ruins exploded, treasures scattered.
Cursed Yin in a frenzy grabbed some useless items and a set of Holy Ancestor Stone Carving.
Once sober, calmed down.
This stone carving, containing a trace of power from the Holy Ancestor at his peak, activated to summon a momentary Holy Ancestor, or a longer-lasting Holy Ancestor phantom.
Cursed Yin knew it was slow.
It should have directly pulled out this object first, not caring about the loss of face from borrowing the power of its ancestor, and directly activated the power.
It wasn’t wrong; indeed, it was slow.
Previous items, methods, exhausted all the time it had to react effectively.
Holy Ancestor Stone Carving emerged, not yet activated, just the passive defenses power, the Aurora passed through self.
“Sss—”
The Soul Body already torn.
Body of Consciousness already shattered.
In the echoing agony, that soaring Unity Extreme Sword, defined the word “ultimate” thoroughly.
Physically transcended physical limitations, breaking the barriers of the Soul Dao and Intent Dao, utterly tearing all its defenses, cutting soul and intent.
“No!!!”
A startling sword scar.
From misty Cursed Yin, soul splattering the sky, intent sweeping the Galaxy, the time of a heart suddenly stopping.
…
“Thump!”
Dao Qiongcang’s heartbeat suddenly stops.
In stealth, he, eyes drooping, gaze locked on the void.
Unity Extreme Sword split the Divine Relic’s upper and lower Three Heavens, the world like a three-layer cake with spacetime turmoil as the filling, cut into two halves by an outsider executioner.
Not actually completely split, unable to be pieced back together.
Just that space, after this one sword, fractured open, visually as if the world split apart.
