I Am Loaded with Passive Skills-Chapter 3360 - 1678: Bearing the Silent Hu Path, Not as Strong in Reflexes as Xiaoxiao’s Emotion_3

Chapter 3360: Chapter 1678: Bearing the Silent Hu Path, Not as Strong in Reflexes as Xiaoxiao’s Emotion_3

In this instant, the Ultimate Giant brought both palms together, directly trapping Ai Cangsheng within them.

“Boom!”

A vertical blast of energy exploded from the gaps between the palms, transforming into ring-shaped shockwaves that shattered the desolate mountain’s sky.

This single clap reverberated…

The Ultimate Giant was too massive, and Lord Cangsheng was too small. No one could hear the sound of crushed bones, yet everyone in their minds imagined a single phrase…

“Splat!”

Was he dead?

Lord Cangsheng—completely obliterated?

“Crash!”

Without any hesitation, Lord Shou executed his next combo with expert precision.

After completely pulverizing Lord Cangsheng’s physique between his palms, he unleashed all the Dao energy within his palms as if delivering the final blow.

“BOOM!”

In that instant, the explosion was so powerful it even forced the Ultimate Giant’s palms to separate, causing the giant himself to take a slight step back.

One massive foot almost stepped out from the deserted mountains into the bustling cities of the Eastern Region.

“Sh*t sh*t sh*t!”

Gods clash, mortals cry.

For the first time, Spiritual Cultivators of the Central Region experienced the nightmare once faced by Spiritual Cultivators of the Qilin Realm and the Central Yuan world.

Too colossal!

Truly too gigantic!

Even an accidental step carried devastating destructive power. It was unimaginable how Lord Cangsheng could withstand Lord Shou.

But…

“Did it really end just like this?”

After his body was crushed, the Gates of Hell abruptly descended from the skies.

Lord Shou, clearly intoxicated by battle, brought out the same moves he had used against Wei Feng.

But just as the Dao Imparting Mirror switched to spectator Soul Mode…

Everyone was stunned!

The Evil Sin Bow had, somehow, shown up on its own, guarding the Soul Body forced out from its master’s corpse.

Ai Cangsheng’s Soul Body was astonishingly muscular, even more so than his physical form.

“No weaknesses!”

Feng Zhongzui roared hoarsely.

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Indeed, how could Lord Cangsheng have a weakness?

Wei Feng had not cultivated his Soul Body; he had only trained in the way of the saber.

If Ai Cangsheng hadn’t cultivated a Soul Body, even Ye Xiao wouldn’t have been able to match him among the Ten High Nobles.

And the Ten High Nobles’ “subsidiary practice” was often more terrifying than an ordinary person’s “major practice”!

“You’re too slow.”

The Evil Sin Bow curved into a full moon shape.

Yet Ai Cangsheng did not wield the bow.

He allowed his Soul Body to rest between the bow frame and string, letting the Divine Instrument protect him while he boldly began reconstructing his physical form:

“The Divine summons the Gates of Hell simultaneously; you, however, act sequentially.”

“You are more than one step behind.”

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

As his words fell, the Evil Sin Bow vibrated nine times, releasing nine compressed, condensed spectral Black Iron Arrows.

Each shot aimed at vital points—head, throat, heart, energy center, shoulders, knees… every crucial target!

“I… slow?”

Jin Ren activated his Moment of Enlightenment!

He was bewildered. He knew he wasn’t slow.

He had inherited the battle consciousness of his true self. Fighting at this pace was even faster than usual.

Against Yi, Yan, Rao, and even Sui Yin, he found no problems.

Everyone was slow in comparison.

Because no matter how fast they were, they couldn’t outpace the Moment of Enlightenment.

Even Sui Yin seemed dazed, adhering to their Three Swords Contract.

Jin Ren had never expected that merely failing to seize a Soul-Body combat-mode-switching opportunity in time…

No!

He had seized it in time.

He had simply failed to create and utilize the opportunity ahead of time. This seemingly insignificant “delay”…

Ai Cangsheng—did he truly find salvation at the brink of despair?

So, this is the battle consciousness of the Ten High Nobles?

Nine spectral Black Iron Arrows roared forward.

In an instant, despair flashed through Jin Ren’s mind. So I am neither the true self nor the protagonist—am I ultimately unable to defy fate?

He gave up resistance.

He did not possess the power of the ancestral source to block Ai Cangsheng’s attack.

He could only pray…

“Who said I was slow?”

With a deafening boom, a silver light descended from the sky.

Jin Ren’s prayer seemed answered, as his twin-like counterpart, another Ultimate Giant, descended in front of him with a massive silver shield.

“Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!”

The Shattered Shield angled itself to deflect rather than absorb direct force.

Nine Black Iron Arrows skimmed past, their trajectories subtly altered by faint shield adjustments.

One arrow struck.

Xu Xiaoshou clearly had a stronger resonance with the Shattered Shield, mastering Shield Skill intuitively.

Tilting the shield slightly, Xu Xiaoshou redirected the Black Iron Arrows, sending some ricocheting skyward, others earthward…

In his Ultimate Giant form, he even chose to retreat deliberately, mitigating the force though pushed back by the arrows.

Yet as he was forced back step by step, Perception caught the subtle smile on Ai Cangsheng’s lips, and Xu Xiaoshou’s heart clenched in realization.

What a misstep!

He shouldn’t have saved this worthless Jin Ren!

Ai Cangsheng had fully recovered, his physical form completely restored!

“Shhh…”

“Huff…”

“Buzz…”

Intent Stripping remained active, yet for once, it failed.

Are there truly people who refrain from “dialogues” within their minds?

Does he not even think during combat?

From the landing in the Eastern Region till now, Ai Cangsheng’s mind had entirely lacked any thoughts related to “battle plans.”

Every action was the reflex of someone who had fought countless battles!

Even driving Xu Xiaoshou back with spectral Black Iron Arrows seemed like a whimsical, instinctive move borne of his prowess.

His Intent was entirely still.

Or rather, anything related to battle was entirely still.

“Sorry…”

“Xiaoxiao…”

“Eyes of the Great Path…”

Such fragmented mental murmurs were stripped by Xu Xiaoshou, but their meaning eluded him entirely.

At this moment.

Just as Ai Cangsheng completed reconstructing his physical body.

Intent Stripping harvested an unexpected sound!

A voice seemingly tethered to Ai Cangsheng yet foreign to his Intent—a woman’s voice.

Raspy and anguished, fraught with helplessness, trembling, invisible to mortal ears yet captured by Intent Stripping, stubbornly recounting:

“Live… for me…”