I Am Loaded with Passive Skills-Chapter 3540 - 1736: Void and substance reverse, stillness and motion shift; one move revives the entire game_3

Chapter 3540 -1736: Void and substance reverse, stillness and motion shift; one move revives the entire game_3

“So, Lord Shou’s next move should be going to the tenth layer of the Dead Sea, right? His Master should be there, as Aunt Xiang said, shouldn’t she?”

Aunt Xiang had already left the Dead Sea. free𝑤ebnovel.com

She left early with Beibei and a group of servants, departing from this whirlwind of storms.

Indeed, Ai Cangsheng didn’t trouble a woman, and it’s unclear whether it was out of respect for The Divine, Dao Qiongcang, or perhaps collateral for Beibei.

Zhu Yike also left.

All his concerns were settled.

All the points were added up.

If he still loses after all this, it means he really tried his best, proving that the Ten High Nobles truly are the Ten High Nobles, forever impossible for successors to surpass…

“Ai Cangsheng, to what extent can you go?”

“What kind of surprise can you bring me?”

After a long silence, Xu Xiaoshou turned his gaze to the Dao Imparting Mirror.

Facing the person far on the horizon, facing all the spectators awaiting the battle in the five regions.

He did not show his edge, he was like a sheathed sword, everything reserved, and smiled gracefully:

“I’ve kept you waiting.”

“Feng Zhongzui, let’s go take a stroll on the tenth layer.”

…

Clang!

Clang!

Clang——

The hammering sounds that had echoed for more than half a month at the Divine Relics went silent without anyone noticing.

Cao Erzhu was nowhere to be found.

Feng Yujin showed little interest in this person and his actions.

He had appeared once in the Four Symbols Secret Realm, relocated his position from the Divine Relics, set up some contingencies, and then returned to the Divine Relics.

Now, he had finished refining Mo Mo, completed the last soul puzzle, just waiting for Mo Mo’s full awakening.

In this period, Feng Yujin was solely focused on the spatial display broadcasted by Xu Xiaoshou.

Dead Sea!

The display showed all of Xu Xiaoshou’s actions in the Dead Sea, seizing Position, provoking Ai Gou, comprehending the Great Path…

But these were not important.

What mattered was that finally, at this moment, Xu Xiaoshou ended everything and proceeded to the tenth layer.

“The tenth layer…”

The entire world was focused on the tenth layer of the Dead Sea.

The Dead Sea had a total of eighteen layers, but no one cared about the latter eight layers because they were inconsequential.

At this moment, with the fermentation of time…

Everyone knew that only the tenth layer of the Dead Sea imprisoned Fen Qin Zhu He, imprisoned the Sleeveless Saint Servant, imprisoned Lord Shou’s Master, yet they were absent.

He would return.

He would trigger a chain reaction.

In fact, many had questioned why Lord Shou, who already controlled the Divine Relics, needed the Sleeveless Saint Servant to return from the Dead Sea…

No answer!

The thoughts of the higher-ups rarely have a clear answer.

Indeed, not only outsiders but even insiders like Xu Xiaoshou, insiders like Feng Yujin, were not fully aware.

The Water Ghost knew a bit.

The Divine Relics, he accompanied Sleeveless throughout… actually, just for a month.

Water and fire were not compatible.

In reality, their concepts did not perfectly align.

Yet, in this game, the Water Ghost persisted until the end with all his efforts.

On a crisscrossed stone-made black and white chessboard, the Water Ghost placed the last piece, pushed up the half golden beast mask on his face, and looked at the slightly bald old man in front:

“You’ve lost.”

“Your chess skill has greatly deteriorated.”

In reality, the two were not that much different in age.

Elder Sang heard and remained silent, nodded slightly after a long while, grabbed the straw hat beside him, pressed it on his head, and said calmly:

“I should leave.”

He stood up, smashed the chessboard with one step, and the wrinkles on his withered face twisted, only then showing a trace of satisfaction.

The Water Ghost couldn’t laugh, nor did he get angry.

He didn’t persuade, only gave a friendly reminder:

“Leave everything to Xu Xiaoshou, perhaps he can handle it well, you should be able to see his growth.”

Elder Sang shook his head.

Feng Yujin was quite far, yet his sight was clear.

Looking at it like this, he thought this demi-saint was overly arrogant, a being that could be annihilated with a palm… let it be, no comment, after all, he had been the brains of the Saint Servant.

“You can choose not to go.” Water Ghost rarely spoke so bluntly.

Elder Sang remained silent.

“Xu Xiaoshou didn’t come over, he didn’t even send a Clone of Will to confirm your willingness, perhaps he just wants to see you perish.” Water Ghost smiled.

Elder Sang still stayed silent.

“Go then.” The Water Ghost shrugged, “Indeed, Xu Xiaoshou has his own path, and so do the Saint Servants, others I don’t know, but Bazhun’an should be ready.”

Elder Sang pressed his straw hat with one hand, with drooping dark circles, turned to look at the spatial display.

Inside, Feng Zhongzui was explaining tensely and thrillingly about the seventh layer, the eighth layer, the ninth layer of the Dead Sea…

From Feng Zhongzui’s explanation, anyone could hear the absent-mindedness.

And when the spatial screen went black, and the Dao Imparting Mirror accompanied it for the last time into the Dead Sea whirlpool.

Elder Sang, pressing down the straw hat, lowered his head, no longer looking, and in a hoarse voice said:

“How Xu Xiaoshou turns out, how Bazhun’an turns out, how the Saint Servants turn out, how the outside world turns out, I don’t know, but…”

A pause, Path Principles swirling, his whole body withering, Elder Sang laughed hoarsely:

“I, this old man, am ready.”

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