I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 3980 - 1899: Near Godhood (Part 3)

Chapter 3980: Chapter 1899: Near Godhood (Part 3)

Thump.

The second muffled drumbeat sounded as the Crazy Eagle Sword pierced the throat.

Bazhun’an’s body remained unmoved, three wounds opened on him, sword cognition spilled out, then returned again.

“Just this sword cognition alone is not beneath the power of the Carefreeness Sword that the Moonless Sword Deity used to block Hua Changdeng before!” someone assessed and compared the power, growing ever more shocked.

Thump.

Thump thump.

Thump thump thump.

The drumbeats grew more urgent, the famed swords plunged faster into the throat.

Fei Yi, Moon in the Wine, Green Scale Ridge, Double Needles, Epitaph of City Snow, Ghost Wheel Sorrow, Flame Python…

Like the sound of war drums before the clash of two armies, everyone heard their minds roar, their blood boil backward, their eyes bulging and turning blood-red from the vibrations.

Ten wounds opened on Bazhun’an.

Then fifty, a hundred, his body covered in wounds…

The Dao Chains were originally slender and radiant.

Soon they became thick, matte, oppressive, as if compressed with endless energy within them…

Yet, despite this, unlike when Ai Cangsheng’s Technique Seed Restriction·Multiple Unsealings would cause space to explode from leaking power.

Bazhun’an stood on the void, smiling gracefully.

Apart from the sword cognition slicing through the space from his body, the surrounding space remained unscathed.

Power has reached this level.

The control, exquisite to the minutest detail.

The so-called “Hidden” truly is “Hidden,” not sparing a single bit!

“Gulp.”

When the top-ranked famed sword Evil Sword also entered the throat, Bazhun’an’s body was covered in wounds, sword cognition splattered, floral chaos abounded.

Yet he was still able to gather all the leaking sword cognition back in, absorbing it through the wounds on his body while smoothing them over.

“His body…”

The cultivators of the five regions no longer dared to imagine.

The sheer number of swords, such high-quality famed swords, contained within one’s body, how terrifying it must be.

Let alone Bazhun’an mastering the Witness Sword Technique, constantly inhaling and exhaling sword cognition with ten thousand swords, continuously growing the power within him.

He already looked extremely powerful.

Yet with each passing breath, he was several times stronger than the breath before.

If one had to stand opposite such a person, they would probably kneel instantly, like Hua Changdeng…

The transmitted image fixed on the opposite Holy Emperor.

Hua Changdeng’s eyes gently opened, indeed looking more composed, but when he spoke, it was as calm as clouds and wind:

“Still not enough.”

Bazhun’an responded, stepping forward.

With a swish, all fell into dead silence, Lingyu’s wind and snow stopped in the void, and the Dao Chains around Bazhun’an silently shattered…

Everyone’s pupils enlarged.

But they found out that there was no energy leakage at all.

The power of the shattered Dao Chains was fully absorbed into the Indestructible Sword Body by Bazhun’an in one breath.

“Not enough?”

Bazhun’an’s lips curled slightly.

Hua Changdeng’s eyelids finally twitched.

After the dead silence of Lingyu, the Nine Heavens clouds gathered, and the first flash of thunder light pierced the silence.

“One layer…”

“Two layers…”

“Three layers…”

Rumble!

Triple calamity clouds, layer upon layer.

The Five Domains Refining Spirit Masters exploded in excitement, saint calamity, emperor’s tribulation, and the last layer, the godhood-sealing ancestral… Ancestral God Tribulation?!

Hua Changdeng: “Not enough.”

Bazhun’an lowered his head with a smile.

After smiling, he leaped into the sky.

Outside the Time Realm Rift, beneath the tower, the coffin, the phantom of the ancient japonicum, the purple pupils, all trembled, exclaiming in surprise:

“Brilliant!”

The Third Ancestor was thrilled.

Because they each saw, above the Shengshen Continent plane, suddenly a mystical gate with splendid path energy opened.

The door opened wide, and a sword pierced through the clouds.

The sword stood a foot high in the sky, piercing through the triple calamity clouds.

Above the plane, simultaneously rose a huge white-clothed figure, dignified in appearance, with eyes shimmering with divine light, nearly on par with the Ancestral God.

“Void Ancestor Transformation…”

The Demon Ancestor murmured softly, this was Bazhun’an’s Void Ancestor Transformation!

He waited for this.

He had been waiting for this.

This young man truly did not disappoint!

But in just an instant, the image of this Void Ancestor Transformation converged, the mystical gate’s scene of wonders opened, and then closed again.

Bazhun’an landed back in place.

The three-petaled calamity cloud above his head just barely formed, and it too was swallowed whole.

“Cluck cluck!”

At the foot of Lingyu Mountain, the black chicken in Yu Zhiwen’s arms opened its fighting eyes wide, stuck its head out, stepped on her chest, and couldn’t help but stand up.

How can he hold it in so well? Bazhun’an, you’re amazing…

The Lingyu wind and snow fluttered down gently once more.

The triple saint calamity, the Void Ancestor Transformation, even these could not cause a loss of control over the power, not a single snowflake stirred up.

Bazhun’an stood atop the void, ripples gently spreading beneath his feet, three feet becoming a barrier, returning to calm.

He smiled slightly, and said in a soft voice:

“Brother Hua, how about now?”

Hua Changdeng took a deep breath, his wrist trembling, and the Ghost Hunter sword sang.

“Perhaps worth a try!”

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