I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 1906 Chapter 1902 Rampage

“He's been suppressed!”

Few people paid attention to the black mist sea below.

Everyone's gaze was still fixed on the Eighth Sword Immortal, who was surrounded by countless ghosts in the void.

Putting aside the external appearance, that is, those ugly ghosts, in essence, Ba Zun'an was trapped by layers upon layers of ancestral source power.

Has it come to an end?

“Six breaths…”

“Seven breaths…”

Some people counted, and for a long while, no sound came from the mass of evil ghost flesh.

But no one wanted to believe that Ba Zun'an, who had just barely begun to exert himself, would die in the first step, suppressed by these ugly monsters.

“Nine…”

When the count reached nine, the void trembled.

Everyone's eyes widened, not daring to blink.

They saw that the outer layer was still a continuous stream of evil ghosts, but the inner layer had piled up into a super-large mass of evil ghost flesh with a radius of several miles, and suddenly, a faint golden light emerged from the cracks.

Initially extremely dark, only a wisp.

In the silence, they saw the flesh mass collapse, the evil ghosts flying backward, and the white sun's glow became even more brilliant, reflecting a straight, backlit figure in the center.

Little Ba… Yue Gongnu's palm trembled, as if sensing something, and she released the sword in her hand.

The people of the Underworld saw a sword light shooting out from the silent place, from an unknown origin.

The light came from the distant sky, crossed the collapsing myriad ghosts, and in the posture of a rebel, entered the white sun illuminating the Underworld in an instant.

Steadily, it fell into the hand of the black figure within.

“Om—”

A low Buddhist chant broke the silence.

The outsiders in the Five Regions who were watching the battle through the palms of their respective families could not help but hold their breath at this moment, only feeling their blood gradually heating up.

“A sword comes from the east!”

“Yes, a sword comes from the east, a sword immortal, I said the Eighth Sword Immortal is impossible… In my opinion, the good show has just begun!”

“All the swords in the world, haven't they all been eaten into Ba Zun'an's body? What kind of sword was that just now? He has so many swords that he doesn't use, why does he use it in particular?”

“It seems to be, a Buddhist sword?”

“'The Buddhist school says purification, the Supreme says separation,' Buddhist and Taoist dual cultivation, plus a Buddhist sword, could it be…”

Huo!

Under the gaze of all, the glowing light of the white sun that was in full bloom was swallowed into Ba Zun'an's body again.

But this time, it wasn't just swallowing it and leaving it at that, without any ripples.

On the contrary, at the same time, behind Ba Zun'an, a towering and magnificent golden Buddha rose up, and after the power was restrained, it sculpted an indestructible golden body—Vajra.

Rising from the ground!

This momentum is rising too high!

Even if he is in the Divine Court Underworld, bound by the power of hundreds of millions of death gods, after the momentum rises to the top, it is still enough to contend with it.

Even, is it even more so?

In the distance, the Ten Kings of Hell, Black and White Impermanence, the Eight Vajra… were originally closely following the myriad ghosts, about to take action.

Gaining momentum and pressing back, their knees suddenly sank, their movements were interrupted, they almost knelt in the air, and their faces were horrified.

Looking up.

The height and size of that Buddha are comparable to a city of one realm.

Unimaginable, what kind of terrifying power should be contained within?

—The ghosts can reach higher levels with the help of the accumulation of hundreds of millions of years in the Divine Court Underworld, is the Vajra sculpted by Ba Zun'an only by his own power?

Vajra's kasaya was half open, his chest and courage were open, and suddenly his fierce eyes glared, and with one hand he condensed a towering giant blade, opening the killing spree.

Buddhist sword…

Ba Zun'an's white clothes fluttered, and he casually crossed half the sky with a sword, with a slight fire of anger burning between his eyebrows.

Angry Immortal…

At this time, regardless of whether they were ancient sword cultivators or refining spirit masters who had a superficial understanding of the ancient sword path, they all read something and cried out in surprise:

“Great Buddha…”

“Chop!”

Ba Zun'an uttered a word.

The glaring Vajra behind him, without saying a word, swept across half of the Underworld with a giant sword, and the golden light split it apart.

“Boom!”

With a loud bang, the world seemed to be split in two.

The evil ghosts around him, who were blown away into the air by the white sun and momentum, did not even let out half a scream. The moment they were swept by the light of the Buddha's sword, they disintegrated with a 'poof' and fell as wisps of black smoke.

Along with the subsequent evil ghosts that were rushing towards the fire like moths from all directions, a huge fault appeared after the giant sword swept across the sky.

Hundreds of millions of evil ghosts, one sword cleared one-third of them!

“Hua.”

Not only the people in the Underworld, but the cultivators in the Five Regions, seeing this scene, felt their scalps go numb and stood up in shock.

What is the difference between this and opening up the chaos with one sword?

Among the hundreds of millions of evil ghosts, there were many who had inherited more than one power of the Death God, and their defense power was obviously different from ordinary people.

But under the Great Buddha Slash, they were as insignificant as ants trying to shake a tree, vulnerable to a single blow.

Pearls cracked, porcelain shattered, rain hit glazed tiles.

Under the Great Buddha Slash, in addition to the first sonic boom, the rest were crisp and melodious sounds of evil ghosts breaking apart.

Popping and shattering sounds, from west to east, composing a beautiful movement for the people of the Five Regions in the sky above the Underworld.

Granny Meng Po's face was already pale, without much blood.

Seeing this, her lips trembled, and with a fierce expression and weak voice, she waved her hand and shouted with a heartbreaking voice:

“Up!!!”

“Tear him apart for me!”

The Ten Kings of Hell, Black and White Impermanence, and the Eight Vajra moved upon hearing the sound, their eyes flashed fiercely, and the space under their feet shattered, about to take off.

Ba Zun'an raised his eyelids and his pupils shrank:

“Kneel.”

The faces of the Ten Kings of Hell, Black and White Impermanence, and the Eight Vajra suddenly twisted, their faces drooped, and their waists were almost torn off.

As if bearing the ultimate heavy pressure, the armor and clothes on their bodies were about to be torn apart by the invisible sword energy falling from the sky, and in the end…

Bang!

They all really knelt down.

“Impossible—”

Granny Meng Po let out a screech, her face turning from white to green.

She clearly didn't feel any pressure!

She also didn't believe at all that the mere human Ba Zun'an could make the many generals of the Underworld submit with just two words!

“Get up!”

“Get me up…”

Granny Meng Po stopped abruptly.

She also wanted to pull them up one by one, starting with the Eight Vajra, but her movements suddenly stagnated, and her unbelievable eyes gradually turned towards the person in the distance…

“Swish swish swish!”

Magnificent air currents soared in the high sky.

Ba Zun'an stood still, but the myriad swords of the Sword Sea flowed out from his shoulders and back, and with the soaring blood-colored killing intent, twelve blood-colored sword wings that covered the sky and the sun spread out behind him.

The two words “Kneel down” were enough to shock the eyes and ears of the generals of the Underworld.

The Great Red God's Wrath, condensed by ten thousand swords, real and incomparable, allowed many ancient sword cultivators in the Five Regions to see once again what the first and second realms without limits were.

“Absolute imperial system, is it really that absolute?”

“Can the Great Red God's Wrath also be condensed with spiritual swords and killing intent, and materialize into a physical entity?”

Pa.

Granny Meng Po only met the pair of blood-red eyes in the distance, and both of her eyeballs exploded, splashing out streams of Death God's power.

Boom!

She finally knew what the generals of the Underworld around her had just endured. When Ba Zun'an stared at her, all the momentum was added to her body.

Granny Meng Po didn't even kneel down, but from the waist down, even the concept of "legs" was blasted into powder.

With a 'pa ji' sound, she fell into the coffin.

“Wah…”

The Life-Urging Judge couldn't sleep anymore.

This fat-headed and big-eared monster hugged Granny Meng Po from the coffin, threw her to the side, and straightened his waist.

With a 'chi la' sound, he tore off the divine decree without hesitation, and roared in a sharp voice:

“Thousands of Daos, converge into one source, add to our bodies.”

“All Fengdu First-Rank Generals, devour ancestral divine power, ascend to First-Rank, up!”

Pa pa pa pa pa…

The sound of explosions was endless.

In the void, the original flesh wall evil ghosts, which had been swept away to only two-thirds by the Great Buddha's sword, all exploded in response.

At that time, flesh and blood flew across the sky, obscuring the view, and blood poured down like a torrential rain.

Responding to the continuous screams, the Divine Court Underworld manifested a hellish state, and the world was full of the unwilling wails of the evil ghosts.

“No—”

“Ah ah ah!”

“Hiss hiss, it hurts, ah ah…”

Many refining spirit masters in the Ghost Buddha Realm, who were clearly not in this battle, felt goosebumps all over their bodies when they saw and heard this.

Tragic!

Brutal!

Unspeakable!

“Brothers, save me…”

Hong Niang's delicate body trembled wildly, and she could hardly hold the golden apricot in her hand, her eyes full of fear.

She had never seen such a tragic picture.

In her original world, the Grand Void was already the peak, and the Half-Saint was overly exceeded.

But when she entered the Divine Court Underworld, she found that her worldview was being subverted again and again.

Ba Zun'an's sword, with power to this point, she couldn't even explain it.

But the power of the Death God, which was still being spewed out after the remaining hundreds of millions of fierce ghosts exploded, all gathered on the Underworld generals around the Life-Urging Judge.

Under the amplification of this Divine Court Underworld, their aura was more than Half-Saint from the beginning.

Now that such immense power has been bestowed upon them, what are they going to do? Are they going to create something insane?

Hong Niang didn't even dare to think about that possibility.

Even the people from the original Ghost Buddha Realm, the ancient sword cultivators and spirit refiners currently standing on the Underworld battlefield, were all aghast.

As unbelievable as it was, it seemed that there was only one answer left.

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"Holy Emperor…"

Moon Palace Slave muttered with difficulty, her palms icy cold and covered in fine sweat.

"Is it really a Holy Emperor?"

Yu Zhiwen's face turned pale, and she thought of something, her body tensing up.

Liu Fuyu was in no better condition, and gasped when she heard this.

What was the concept of a Holy Emperor?

The five Great Holy Emperor families only had five Holy Emperors in total.

Half a year ago, the Kun Peng Divine Envoy obtained the Holy Emperor status, ascended the Heavenly Ladder, and fought for good fortune, but could not escape death.

Counting carefully, the number of Holy Emperors above and below the Holy Divine Continent, plus the ghost beasts of Void Island, the Purple Pet and White Dragon of the Holy Palace, and Feng Yujin, who was at the end of his rope and making up the numbers, was only a little over "ten."

In this Underworld, could the fat-headed, big-eared so-called judge tear up a divine decree and create "twenty" of them?

There were only eighteen Holy Emperor statuses!

"It's not entirely impossible…"

Moon Palace Slave was also encountering this situation for the first time.

But after all, she was once a successor of a Holy Emperor, and her knowledge was extensive. Since she knew that the Underworld was a perfect divine court, she could roughly estimate it.

"Once the Throne Realm is opened, even if spirit refiners don't understand the Dao of Space, they can slightly modify the laws. Imprisonment and transfer are basic."

"The Holy Domain of a Half-Saint or Holy Emperor also possesses the characteristic of a 'domain', and can tamper with more and higher-level laws."

"The Divine Court is even more so!"

Moon Palace Slave stared at the graceful figure in the void, her tone full of solemnity:

"The Divine Court has long transcended the limitations of a 'domain' and has become a law unto itself, comparable to the Heavenly Realm. After all, it is the residence of the Ancestral God."

"The fusion of the Ghost Buddha Realm and the Ancient War God Platform, the ultra-Daoist height of the laws, gave Hua Changdeng's Divine Court Underworld the foundation for the perfect display of power."

"Moreover, the Ghost Ancestor was born countless eras ago. The Divine Court Underworld had never appeared since its decline, and after falling into Hua Changdeng's hands, it had never been fully opened."

"Over the years, the Ancestral Source Power accumulated within has reached an immeasurable level, both in quantity and quality."

After a pause, Moon Palace Slave didn't want to admit it from the bottom of her heart, but the fact was:

"It may not be possible to permanently solidify the Eight Great Vajras, the Ten Yama Lords, and the Black and White Impermanence in the Holy Emperor Realm, after all, they don't have the Holy Emperor status."

"But within the scope of the Divine Court, the Lord of the Divine Court bestows his generals with the battle power of a Holy Emperor for a short period of time, or even the battle power of a Tenth Realm Holy Emperor with extreme, high-quantity Ancestral Source Power…"

Moon Palace Slave took a deep breath: "It's not 'not difficult', but 'effortless'!"

"Cluck!"

The black chicken jumped out, spread its chicken wings, and protected the little fish under it.

It pecked forward twice with its head, its cross-eyed eyes shining, as if to say, don't be afraid, the chicken is here, the chicken will protect you.

Yu Zhiwen grabbed the black chicken and hugged it into her arms, her palms ice-cold.

She could understand, completely understand.

It was indeed a very normal thing for someone under the Ancestral God to possess the battle power of a Holy Emperor.

What she thought of was…

Grandpa Yu, was he also fighting against these monsters together at the time, and in the end, the result was failure?

Hatred had never disappeared, it was just suppressed.

Yu Zhiwen thought like this, her body trembling slightly, and her hands unconsciously exerted force.

On that ice-condensed, snow-like skin, exquisite scales appeared unconsciously, and she was almost crushing the black chicken in her arms.

Moon Palace Slave and Liu Fuyu both noticed the abnormality, and also realized something, their lips just wriggled.

"Cluck."

The black chicken cried out, stretched out its chicken wings, and gently patted Little Fish's head.

Yu Zhiwen suddenly woke up and hurriedly let go: "Sorry, I…"

She choked and couldn't say anything more.

A light sound came from her ear, no longer the absurd and funny chicken call, but Xu Xiaoshou's warm and firm voice:

'Don't worry, even I can't find a reason for that Hua guy to survive.'

"He will undoubtedly die."

…

Charge! Charge! Charge! Charge…

One after another, dazzling black rays of light soared into the sky.

The endless evil ghosts of the Underworld Meat Wall, after exploding, all the power of death converged towards the many generals in front of the judge.

In just an instant, these monsters completed their transformation, their figures soaring more than tenfold.

The Ten Yama Lords, their black armor shining brightly.

The Black and White Impermanence, their hooks and sickles splitting light.

The Eight Great Vajras were even more powerfully built to the terrifying point of breaking the Dao and breaking the law with their steps.

A full twenty generals, in the home field of the Divine Court Underworld, were already outstanding.

At this moment, they were even more amplified to an unspeakable degree by the majestic power of death.

"Ex~treme~"

The life-urging judge, as fat as if he could drip oil, kicked away Granny Meng, who was crawling out of the coffin, turned the blood-stained brush in his hand, looked over with a smile, and said in a strange tone:

"Your name is, Ba Zun'an?"

Ba Zun'an had twelve blood wings blooming on his back, and the Buddha Sword Wrath Immortal in his hand, but at this time, he no longer glanced at the fat-headed, big-eared monster.

He frowned and looked down.

The black mist sea below, accompanied by the Great Buddha Slash of just now, had settled into a liquid sea, showing its extraordinary nature.

After a little thought.

Ba Zun'an reversed the Buddha Sword in his hand and suppressed it downwards.

The glaring Vajra behind him also did the same, and the huge golden sword was inserted into the black sea of death power.

"Chi Chi Chi ~"

The purification effect of the Buddha Sword and the abandonment effect of the Heaven-Forsaken Land worked at the same time.

The black sea seemed to be boiling, bubbling and evaporating little by little.

"Brush!"

When the purification and abandonment began, the boundless sea wriggled, as if it had spirituality, and all of it shrank into the depths of the Underworld, flowing to the unknown.

A look of thought flashed in Ba Zun'an's eyes.

He smiled lightly, shook his head, and ignored it.

On the coffin, the fat-headed, big-eared monster exploded, stomping his feet wildly, and his killing intent soared to the sky.

A full twenty high-realm Holy Emperors, what could a mere mortal do against them? He even dared to ignore himself?

"Ba! Zun! An!"

The life-urging judge pointed forward with the blood-stained brush in his hand and shouted sharply: "Don't blame this seat for not giving you a chance. Kneel down and kowtow at this time, and follow me into the capital to pay homage to the Supreme Lord, and this seat can still spare your dog life!"

The sound waves were like waves, sweeping through the Underworld.

The cultivators of the Ghost Buddha Realm who were in it swallowed their saliva unconsciously.

On the one hand, they had never seen an existence more arrogant than the legendary "Eighth Sword Immortal."

On the other hand, they had never seen "Twenty Holy Emperors". Just looking at this number, who wouldn't have the confidence to be arrogant?

If it was me, I would dare to be arrogant!

I am even more arrogant than that fat lump!

Ba Zun'an flicked his finger, and the Buddha Sword Wrath Immortal turned into golden light, shot into space reluctantly, and returned to its original place.

He finally raised his head, looked at the twenty Fengdu generals bathed in the black beam of light.

"Holy Emperor…"

Like twenty mad dogs chained by black iron chains.

Everyone could see that with an order from the life-urging judge, his subordinates would come out in full force.

Ba Zun'an looked over one by one, lifted the corners of his lips, and nodded slightly.

Teng!

The fat-headed, big-eared judge raised his eyebrows high, his irritability even more intense, feeling insulted.

Was this, affirmation?

Who needs your "affirmation"?!

But the judge was not impulsive. This human was a bit something. The twelve blood-colored sword wings behind him might not have the battle power of a Holy Emperor…

Just as he thought of this, the sword wings behind Ba Zun'an converged and instantly retracted into his body.

He returned to the state of an unruffled mortal.

Putting his hands behind his waist, he took a step forward, and amidst the slight ripples of his white clothes, he crossed five more cities.

At this point, he had walked from the southernmost part of the Underworld to the very center, facing the life-urging judge and the twenty chained mad dogs.

"Ba! Zun! An!"

The life-urging judge screamed loudly, with the potential to start a fight directly if they disagreed, "Speak!!!!!"

Who wouldn't bluff?

It didn't believe that the opposite side wasn't afraid.

It wanted this human to kneel down in front of it, it wanted to wash away the shame of being half-headed just now.

After this, it would let its twenty Holy Emperors tear this damned guy to pieces!

But…

It seemed that it couldn't get its wish.

Ba Zun'an stood in the air, with his hands behind his back, his voice calm, as if stating an indisputable truth:

"Then I will also give you a chance…"

"Those who worship me live, those who offend me die."