I Am Loaded with Passive Skills-Chapter 3358 - 1678: Bearing the Silent Path Guardian, Godhood Reflexes Inferior to Xiaoxiao’s Emotion
Chapter 3358: Chapter 1678: Bearing the Silent Path Guardian, Godhood Reflexes Inferior to Xiaoxiao’s Emotion
“Xiaoxiao?”
“No! What’s happening… to me?”
The saint’s will whistled by, revealing blurry scenes.
Mountains and rivers, lakes and seas, spatial fragments, intertwined shadows flashing past, impossible to keep up.
The rapidly traversing Ai Cangsheng’s expression became entirely dazed during the journey.
He hadn’t left the Sacred Mountain for thirty years!
When sitting at home, one could see the scenery of the five regions.
But experiencing it firsthand, wandering through it—those sensations were entirely different.
Ai Cangsheng had imagined walking down a different path in life, and he had done so more than once.
“If you hadn’t died…”
If she hadn’t died, perhaps he would have taken her to leisurely roam the five regions for a lifetime.
Starting from the Burial Sword Tomb—she had loved the ethereal allure of swordsmanship.
Heading to the Valley of Floral Fragrance in the Northern Region to pick flowers—they had the most dazzling Purple Night Sand Flowers.
Passing through the Great Desert, they would rent two camels, wrapping scarves under the scorching sun, sipping water tirelessly.
Then arriving at the Land of Sin, becoming heroic wanderers together, slashing bounty criminals with blades and constantly upgrading the colors of their Three Incenses hunting orders with severed heads.
Returning to the Central Region…
To revisit old landscapes.
“‘Revisiting old landscapes’ would feel totally different! For this, I’ve already prepared to visit plenty of places first. Let’s draft a ‘travel plan,’ hmm?”
“Alright.”
“But revisiting old landscapes… sometimes all you find are ruins, destroyed by those people. Hmph! Once I’ve grown strong enough… Hey, don’t you feel the same, Da Ai Senior Brother? Those ‘old landscapes’ resemble neglected elder orphans, uncared for, forgotten in the blink of an eye.”
“Do they?”
“Of course they do! Though it’s a pity, we should still go, and we must go together. You can’t just… just choke and… What throat thing is that?”
“Choke and give up.”
“Ah, yes. You can’t choke and give up. Even when they’re gone, they’re still beautiful.”
Even when they’re gone, they’re still beautiful… As the whistling wind rushed past, Ai Cangsheng squinted instinctively.
He couldn’t find his own eyes.
He couldn’t even find that sense of control over his own body.
“Huff! Huff!”
The wind shredded a voice as delicate as an oriole.
Ai Cangsheng finally realized his consciousness was being guided, distinctly split into two paths, pointing toward different destinies.
Was this the technique of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man?
Ai Cangsheng tried to reach out, tried to grasp something.
Once more, he discovered his body was crushed into a wreck by the silver shield.
He gave up resisting willingly.
Thus, in his daze, he saw her—a vibrant, radiant young girl—jumping out from a dark cave.
“Ta-da~”
In that moment, the world bloomed brilliantly.
Although she had a lively personality, she always loved wearing black dresses and acting solemn in front of others.
She had eyes so bright they could pierce the darkness of the caves, yet she always squinted them into slivers, hiding them from others.
Her unsmiling eyes resembled crescent moons.
Her smiling eyes resembled crescent moons too.
She extended her hand…
Her hand was petite and pale.
Before their fingers interlaced, she measured theirs, realizing her fingers were one joint shorter than his…
Ai Cangsheng struggled to extend his hand and clasp hers.
Again, he realized his body was no longer there.
He closed his eyes in anguish, realizing his eyes were gone, yet the images persisted, as did the voices:
“Da Ai Senior Brother, you really resemble a boring gourd, y’know!”
“Ai.”
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“Got it, Ai Senior Brother. But don’t you think ‘Da Ai Cangsheng’—this name—sounds incredibly meaningful? As soon as you hear it, it has that poignant, captivating feeling, far better than ‘Xiaoxiao’!”
“Compassion.”
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!
Spacetime fragments severed the dimensions.
Fragmented blades of spacetime sliced thoughts apart.
A heap of mangled flesh that was Ai Cangsheng tore free from the spacetime turbulence, blasting through barren mountains.
Yet his thoughts returned to the image of Lei Xiaoxiao stooping down, holding up that “Travel Plan” chart.
“Circle?”
“Visiting everywhere forms a ‘○,’ a circle is a cycle, silly Ai Senior Brother!”
With the Evil Sin Bow in hand.
Ai Cangsheng wouldn’t even need sanctification.
The two of them, wandering the continent leisurely, would encounter no adversaries, nor would they need to worry about threats or dangers unlikely to appear during their travels.
Ai Cangsheng wanted to summon the Evil Sin Bow, signaling his newfound strength.
Again, he discovered his body was smashed into pulp by the Shattered Shield, like hers when her half-body was shattered by the whirlpool during the collapse of the ruins.
“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!”
Within the saint’s will, the sounds roared like thunder.
In the dark images, the booming echoed as well.
That blood-covered face, tightly shut eyes, trembling small hands gripped in fear, yet still lifting something, preparing to hand it over—Lei Xiaoxiao…
She said it was ugly, he shouldn’t look.
So Ai Cangsheng obediently closed his eyes.
Whenever he closed his eyes, that voice from moonlit nights—dreaming of a beautiful future together—would echo in his mind:
“When the time comes, you’ll have the Evil Sin Bow.”
“You absolutely must obtain the Evil Sin Bow. They say this supreme divine weapon can shoot across all five regions—so amazing.”
“As for me, I’ll reluctantly bear the hardship, just to open your eyes for you, alright.”
“Eyes of the Great Path, matched with the Evil Sin Bow—where I point, there you shoot… Hehe, doesn’t it feel like ‘a match made in heaven?’ Is it?”
“It is.”
“And us?”
“…also a match.”
BOOM!
Ai Cangsheng smashed through the deep mountains, landing with a splat on a pile of rocks, startling birds and beasts from the forest.
Golden light swept across the distant sky, accompanied by the sound of a dragon’s roar, transforming into a winding giant dragon that crashed down directly.
But in just that fleeting moment, Ai Cangsheng, like having a last moment of consciousness, erupted with streams of power from the evil god within his body.
Around him, the sealing patterns of Technique Seed Restriction suddenly emerged once again, forming both inner and outer circles in rapid succession.
