I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1902

[Chapter 1778: One Sword]

Even the candles had burned down to the very end, as if they would be extinguished by a gust of wind.

This person and this image do not move.

The evil ghost a hundred feet in front of him was already trembling in fear.

“Woo… woo…”

The evil ghost let out a low whimpering sound. It had already lost its intelligence, but now it was instinctively expressing fear and begging for mercy.

Its call still had no effect.

The changes are not over yet!
After the day turned into night, there was a gloomy ghostly aura rising not only from under the evil ghost but also from behind him.

Soon, the “ghost den” that seemed to have turned into a black swamp expanded and began to extend outward.

The speed is incredibly fast.

Soon, it had spread to Cao Erzhu’s feet.

In the ghost den, accompanied by the sound of “swish”, ghost hands and bone claws stretched out one after another, supporting the ground and pulling out the broken bodies, corpses, and evil ghosts.

“whispering sound!”

“Hiss!”

“Haha, haha…”

Suddenly, hundreds of ghosts roamed the night.

Scary screams came one after another.

After all the ghosts appeared, they were like those with visual impairments, staggering forward without knowing the direction, tearing up objects they came across and destroying stones they encountered.

There were also two people who collided with each other and fought each other, with each screaming more painful than the other.

Cao Erzhu was horrified.

Such a strange change suddenly occurred in the land of ghosts and Buddhas.

If I had known it was not a good time to go out today, I would have been better off working as a blacksmith in the blacksmith shop. How did I end up in such a mess?
“Who the hell are you?”

Even though Cao Erzhu wanted to pretend to be calm, he could hear the sound of a coward in his voice.

This guy’s aura seems to be more terrifying than the Holy Emperor Wangze whom he had met before. He is even not much inferior to the ancestor god Suiyin?

He wants to quit.

But he didn’t dare to expose his back to this hostile and unknown existence, and he stared at it intently while holding back tears.

“Wuwuwu…”

The evil spirit was still trembling.

Just like a mouse meeting a cat, the suppression like a natural enemy does not depend on the size difference between the two, but on the fact that they lose the desire to resist as soon as they meet.

The statue of the Holy Emperor obviously didn’t care about Cao Erzhu.

In fact, the statue didn’t even move its eyelids, and even the evil spirit like a high wall in front of it was not taken seriously.

He just held the lantern and raised his hand.

“Woo!”

The evil ghost screamed louder and louder, and begged for mercy more strongly.

The statue of the Holy Emperor was never moved by external things. The remaining lamp in his hand moved from his abdomen to his chest, to his shoulders… and finally stopped.

“No–“

Amidst the shrill howling, Cao Erzhu seemed to hear the voice of the corpse again.

At the same time, there was a voice of melancholy that came from nowhere:

“Hunting ghosts with lanterns, this night is long.”

Swish!
As soon as the words fell, the hundreds of feet tall corpse ghost evaporated, burning into only a wisp of green smoke.

Chichichichi…

In the vast ghost den, countless ghosts that struggled to crawl out from under the earth were burned to death and turned into green smoke.

“sad–“

In the distance, the ghosts that were originally wandering around in the ghost and Buddha world were also destroyed in an instant.

Thousands of plumes of green smoke rose slowly into the sky.

The remaining candle in the hand of the Holy Emperor flickered slightly.

The endless green smoke seemed to be summoned, and like a moth to a flame, it flew towards the tiny light on the candle.

“laugh!”

The flickering candlelight in Cao Erzhu’s eyes brightened a little.

He didn’t feel any more warmth, on the contrary, he felt a chill.

“Holy Emperor!”

“He must be a Saint Emperor, but where did this Saint Emperor come from?”

“Wasn’t the ladder to heaven melted down by Senior Wuxiu? Apart from the Holy Palace, where else can there be a Holy Emperor in the Holy Divine Continent?”

Cao Erzhu’s thoughts were boiling.

At the same time, the confusion he had just had when facing the corpse was answered in an instant:
“The corpse’s holy power may not be ownerless holy power, but it comes from this person. When the corpse exploded in the end, the ancestral power was also his?”

“The corpses have no intelligence, but because of this person’s influence, they have that kind of combat awareness and extreme reaction, and even their speech and behavior have become polite?”

To be more precise, it was polite yet offensive.

After all, if it was really a polite corpse, it would not start stabbing people with a sword right away.

“Gurgle.”

Cao Erzhu swallowed his saliva again.

After the lamp extinguished all the ghosts, the image of the Holy Emperor gradually faded, as if it was about to leave.

Reason told Cao Erzhu that he could not defeat the Holy Emperor, and if he tried to intervene at this time, he would only end up hurting himself.

“But Xiao Shou and Uncle Ba Zun An set up the Ancient God of War Platform, seemingly just to wait for a battle. Could it be this person?”

“Now that I have the clue, it’s okay if I can’t see it, but now that I have seen it, how can I miss it?”

With his heart at this point, Cao Erzhu didn’t know where he got the courage from, his blood boiling, he shouted in the air:
“Hey! Where are you running to!”

In fact, Erzhu regretted it as soon as he said it.

How could the statue of the Holy Emperor listen to such advice – he immediately condensed back into a physical body, turned his head slightly, and looked over.

“Huh?”

Cao Erzhu had learned a lot from following the little brother during this period. He immediately exclaimed and looked at the thumb-sized stone on the ground.

There is nothing special about stones, they are just stones.

Cao Erzhu pointed at the stone and called out in a low voice: “Hey, where are you running to? Where are you going to roll to…”

From a distance, an indifferent voice was heard:
“Son of Cao Yihan.”

Suddenly, Cao Erzhu was enraged. He raised his eyes and shouted angrily: “My name is Cao Erzhu! Not the son of so-and-so!”

The image of the Holy Emperor retracted all its pressure and transformed into an ordinary middle-aged man.

Cao Erzhu stared at him, but still couldn’t see his face clearly.

“One sword.”

The man spoke in such a calm, yet provocative tone, as if the world was so big that he could cut through everything with one sword.

Cao Erzhu laughed loudly, his breath sank into his dantian, his eyes wide open:
“Come!”

“If I take a step back, I won’t be called Cao Erzhu!”

The man in white robes held the lantern without moving.

The enemy doesn’t move, and Cao Erzhu doesn’t move.

The man in white robes waited with a lantern.

He didn’t move, and Cao Erzhu didn’t move either.

The man in white robe shook his head silently, and gently shook the remaining lamp in his hand. The candlelight went out for a moment and then came back to light in an instant.

“boom!”

A huge gap opened up above the sky.

The gate of hell was opened, and a sword emerged from it… no, it wasn’t even a sword.

It’s just a light!

A dark green sword light, about a foot long!
But when this sword light appeared, the ghost cave collapsed, and the night was split into day.

The sword light first appeared in the sky.

When it reappeared, it was already close to my face.

“This speed…”

“How can it be so fast!?”

Cao Erzhu raised his feet and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but he also realized that the man just now wanted him to attack first.

Is withdrawal possible?

He has made such a big promise before, so he can either fight back or change his name from now on to…Cao Sanzhu?

“impossible!”

“This name is so ugly!”

Cao Erzhu did not hesitate and used his most powerful trick, draining out all the divine punishment he had cultivated throughout his life, and shouted,
“Master of the Divine Sky!”

Thunder roared, and behind the two pillars rose a lightning giant hundreds of feet tall. He was wearing blue thunder armor, a purple lightning cloak on his shoulders, holding a shield in one hand and an axe in the other.

The giant crushed the wine barrel under his feet with one foot, and lightning filled the sky. His shield and axe were crossed, shooting out lightning, and were placed in front of Cao Erzhu, blocking the sword light.

“Keng——”

The dark green sword light slashed over, and the sharp sound of weapons was piercing.

Cao Erzhu’s eyeballs bulged, his cheeks puffed out, and his chest expanded like a balloon, but he resisted and did not deflate.

Stand your ground!

Is it useful?
In a moment, with a click, the axe and shield were cut apart…

Two breaths later, with a sizzling sound, the giant was beheaded…

After three breaths, there was a loud bang, and the leader of the Shenxiao exploded into fireworks!

“impossible!”

Cao Erzhu was finally frightened and couldn’t help showing panic on his face.

He has been practicing Buddhism for twenty-seven years.

As soon as he made his debut, he fought against a semi-saint, confronted the Saint Emperor, and faced the ancestor god. Although the journey was difficult, it was safe in the end.

The Holy Emperor in Cao Erzhu’s impression is Rao Wangze.

What level is the Saint Emperor Wangze?
Even if he sits still, he can still be possessed by the evil spirit.

Even if he stood up and fought, he would only be at the level of the Lord of Pingdao Palace.

What is a Dao Palace Master?
A Dao Palace Master is only a semi-saint, not even a combat-type Ten Lords.

Holy Emperor, that’s all. This is all I can do. Even if the Ancestral God is controlling the Holy Emperor’s body, I can only exert this much!
“But…”

But the person in front of him now is not even the Holy Emperor himself, nor is he the incarnation of the Holy Emperor’s mind, but just an ordinary “image”.

The sword he swung had no realm at all. It was not the Sword of Fengdu. It was just an extremely simple sword light of the soul.

Cao Erzhu’s heart was in turmoil. When the sword light reflected on his face, he fell into a trance:
“Twenty years of punishment and calamity are no match for such a simple and unadorned sword?”

…

“call!”

The hammer flew into the air.

Xiao Erzhu’s face turned pale and he was blown back three and a half steps by the strong wind.

The old man didn’t bring the hammer down, but just stopped it in mid-air, looking at me with a sneer:

“This, you are afraid?”

Xiao Erzhu pouted, walked back to the front, and said with his chest puffed out,
“Don’t be afraid!”

Dad laughed and shook his head.

Dad is indeed Dad, different from everyone I met later.

He was not mocking, nor was he trying to teach any truth, he was just telling the truth:

“This hammer of mine takes thirty years of hard work. You should be afraid of it.”

Dang!
The heavy hammer fell and there was a loud explosion.

What splashed out was not only sparks, but also sword light!

…

“I…”

The world seems to have been paused.

Cao Erzhu understood something. If he had taken a step back at this moment, he might still have a chance to survive under the sword.

But Xiao Erzhu will retreat, but Cao Erzhu will not.

I can die standing up and will not retreat, and be a three-pillar.

“Swish!”

When the sword light cut through me, my consciousness buzzed and I returned to my childhood when I was learning how to hammer in the blacksmith shop.

“Dad, you are ranked first among the ten thrones. Does that mean they can’t beat you?”

“No.”

“Ah? Really? Then who’s number one?”

“It depends on what it is about.”

“Well, what else can we talk about?”

“In terms of cunning, he is first; in terms of strength, he is first; in terms of fighting… there is really no difference in who is better.”

“Well, what about the attack power of this hammer?”

“In terms of attack, no one can beat an ancient sword cultivator. The most talented ancient sword cultivator has no upper limit to his attack power.”

“Eighth Master An, so strong?”

“There are more than eight masters, and more than ten masters. Gou Hua and You Mei are both as good as others. It just depends on who can take the first step.”

“Which step?”

“That step.”

Xiao Erzhu wanted to ask more. After all, from beginning to end, he never heard his father mention the strongest Kuilehan.

Dad was already shaking his head, refusing to say anything more.

He hammered down again and again, his memories were shattered, and everything returned to reality.

…

“when!”

The loud noise came from dreams to reality, from Qingyuan Mountain to Guizhe Holy Mountain.

Cao Erzhu did not retreat. He had already closed his eyes and waited for death. He never thought that the sound of the heavy hammer he heard in his mind was not an illusion, but came from…

“Dad?”

When I opened my eyes, the sword light had disappeared?

Under the sound of the heavy hammer, it seemed as if it was shattered into pieces?

Cao Erzhu looked around and his spiritual thoughts swept underground – his father was not around at all!

“Is it an illusion?”

“Or was it that my father was far away in Qingyuan Mountain, and he only struck with one hammer and shattered the Saint Emperor’s sword?”

Cao Erzhu’s pupils trembled.

No matter which speculation he made, he felt it was outrageous.

Half a year ago, he felt that there are always people better than you and there are always things better than you;
in the past half year, he felt that the pillars and the receivers are equal, and there are no amazing talents in the world;
half a year later, he realized that he is the only one in the vast ocean.

——Why is there such a huge difference between the sky and the earth, the clouds and the mud in the spiritual world?

“Oh.”

The statue of the Holy Emperor chuckled softly.

If he said one sword, it means only one sword, no matter who tries to block it.

Cao Erzhu’s face turned pale and he didn’t move.

No matter what, he won the game, but he didn’t feel like a winner, only a feeling of defeat.

He looked over.

The statue of the Holy Emperor looked over.

Cao Erzhu took a deep breath, clasped his fists and said respectfully, “May I ask your name, senior?”

The image of the Holy Emperor shook his head lightly, ignoring everything. His figure gradually disappeared, leaving behind a lingering sound:

“Tell the eight masters to bathe, change clothes, burn incense, and rest… Hua will be here soon.”

…

“Where is Lord Li?”

In Xingjie and Crystal Palace, Cao Erzhu arrested everyone and interrogated them.

The guard who was caught stared at the deep sword scar on the big man’s forehead, shook his head, and replied respectfully:

“Master Erzhu, I don’t know. Lord Li comes and goes without a trace. Maybe only Master Shou knows his whereabouts.”

“Where is the Lord?”

“Master Erzhu, I don’t know. Master Shou is even more unpredictable. His whereabouts should only be known by Master Li.”

Cao Erzhu was stunned for a moment.

Cao Erzhu chose to let go of this guard who was obviously a scholar – Xingjie’s illness was getting worse and worse.

He was just about to ask Senior Long Xing to report what happened to Xiao Shou when a voice called out from behind:

“Erzhu, what do you want to do with Shouye?”

Cao Erzhu turned around, looked anxious, and clasped his fists to the half-saint, saying, “Senior Zangren.”

The Half Saint Zang laughed. He just surrendered earlier. How could he deserve to be called a senior?
Now, although I am a Half Saint, I have only managed to get a deputy position in Zhiwu Zhu.

No matter who you or your son are, you can kill a half-saint Zang person with one punch, okay.

Zang Ren said, “Master Erzhu, I was drinking with Master Zhu earlier, and I heard him say that Master Shou and Master Li had left Xingjie.”

Oh?
Did the little brother leave Xingjie to look for Miss Zhiwen?
No, that’s not right. If that’s the case, he definitely wouldn’t take Master Li with him.

And since he brought this person with him, he would not go to Uncle An, the Eighth Master, to cultivate his reputation, nor would he go to the blacksmith shop to find his father to cultivate his mind.

I don’t know why, but Dad hates Lord Li.

“What are they going to do?”

Cao Erzhu thought hard but to no avail, so he had to ask.

He remembered that during the past six months, apart from practicing, the little brother had hardly shown up in the Holy Continent.

Has he come to his senses?
Does he want to be admired by everyone again?

The Zang man shook his head and said vaguely: “They said they went there to practice for half a year and gain practical experience, but I’m not sure…”

Little shou brother, do you still need some experience?

Cao Erzhu opened his mouth, but no words came out.

When I thought that I had just had a dream, I couldn’t help but go out for a walk to relax, but I ended up encountering something even worse.

He sighed deeply, turned around and was about to leave the Crystal Palace.

Zang Ren thought about the sword marks and followed them with his eyes:
“Where is Master Erzhu going?”