I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 1972

Chapter 1848: Final Song

Compared with Uncle Hua from Lingyu Mountain, who looks experienced and mature.

This Hua Changdeng in the second world is simply a young man.

He is in his early twenties, in the prime of his life, but judging from what he mutters to himself, hasn’t he already started to confine himself behind a screen during this period?

“An unfair victory…”

“Could it be that at this stage, Hua Changdeng has just finished fighting with the Eighth Lord? I knew there must be something fishy about this battle, and the Eighth Sword Immortal cannot lose!”

“How do you define losing and winning? But then again, wasn’t Hua Changdeng forced to be confined to the Pingfengzhu Land because Youtu went to the Holy Mountain and picked osmanthus flowers all over the mountain?”

“Old Master Youtu, the Seven Heavenly Swords, killed the last previous master of the Holy Spirit Temple, which led to the birth of the next master of the Holy Spirit Temple. Am I remembering correctly?”

“I heard that, but Elder You and Ghost Sword Immortal also fought, and the battle was so fierce that even the God Worship Willow was cut off. The two finally signed a contract, and Ghost Sword Immortal could not leave the mountain for 30 years, and Elder You would never come out again…”

“Hey, which one is true?”

After all, it involves the reputation of the Holy Temple.

This past, like the Battle of Hua Ba, is also a secret in mainland China and not many people know about it.

Some people pulled themselves away from their past discussions, surprised that they, the spectators, were in the second world and yet were not affected by the illusion sword technique and could still communicate with each other.

Xiao Kongtong’s control over the second world can be said to be perfect.

The power of his sword should be infused into Hua Changdeng without any loss.

Then, can Saint Emperor Hua Changdeng withstand the “Kill the Young” sword attack from the eldest senior brother of Cangyue Immortal City?

“laugh.”

In the dim environment, the candle wax burned and the candle flame flickered.

After getting drunk, Hua Changdeng sat against a broken willow tree with his head lowered, looking like he was in a deep sleep.

Everyone had read Xiao Kongtong’s intention of the sword, which was insidious:
“If you want to kill Hua Changdeng in his infancy, he will be on the ladder to heaven, or he will have to face the five great Saint Emperor families. The risk is too great.”

“If he were younger, Hua Changdeng might not be as strong as he is now, but he would always be awake and could communicate with his future self and realize something.”

“Only at this moment, in the drunken state after self-pity, before falling asleep, his attention was still entirely on the previous battle of Hua Ba, and he was completely unprepared for unknown dangers – this period was when Hua Changdeng was at his weakest!”

But……

This is already the weakest?
Many people realized that since Xiao Kongtong had drawn his sword, he could not have randomly chosen the so-called “weakest period” and must have made some plans.

And in the second world, Zhan Nian Shao, after much selection, the weakest stage of Hua Chang Deng was picked out, and it was also this strong…

Is this the value of the previous generation of Seven Sword Immortals?
“Buzz!”

In the dark place, the sound of swords suddenly appeared.

A silver light flashed outside the void, which was incompatible with this world. Everyone suddenly realized that Xiao Kongtong’s sword must have come from the future.

“Here it comes!”

Everyone is looking forward to it.

But he saw the long, gorgeous lamp behind the screen illuminating the ground, and he was completely unaware of it. He was in a daze and couldn’t wake up.

“Look, it’s the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword!”

The silver light cave shattered and flowed, and that moment seemed eternal.

The blade of the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword protruded inch by inch from the crack. Its outer appearance was a sword, while its inner appearance was like a spine, illusory, transparent, and extremely sharp.

This sword is the result of Xiao Kongtong’s decades of accumulated sword energy. Its power has condensed into substance, and its sword energy has flowed into liquid.

Since the establishment of Cangyue Immortal City, he has only appeared twice, during the battle against Yan Wucai on Void Island and subsequently when guarding Cangyue Immortal City.

There are few rivals in the world. Xiao Kongtong had no chance to use his skills at other times. But at this moment, he could be said to have given it his all and showed full respect to his predecessor.

The sword swept through the air, and with every inch it moved, a sonic boom was heard a thousand miles away, breaking the laurel tree high in the sky and creating numerous black holes.

Its speed is faster than the speed of sound and it arrives in an instant!

Everyone was distracted for a moment, and saw that the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword, which was still thousands of miles away, had already fiercely nailed to the head of Hua Changdeng, who was hanging his head and closing his eyes under the broken willow!
“It’s going to work!”

Silver droplets of sword energy followed the sword and splashed into the air.

However, without the guidance of the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword, the remaining force of the splashing drop of sword thought was enough to crush the Dao principles.

It is conceivable that if the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword, which is packed with all the power of sword thoughts, really wants to pierce the Chinese Long Lamp, even the Holy Emperor will find it difficult to resist.

“call……”

But at this moment, the remaining lamp on the ancient table flickered in the wind.

Hua Changdeng, who had been hanging his head under the broken willow tree, suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes – but it was too late, the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword had hit him right between the eyebrows!

“die!”

Some of the spectators had flushed faces and shouted this excitedly.

But Hua Changdeng, who was struck by the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword, only had the skin between his eyebrows slightly dented…

The sword’s momentum was blocked!
“How is that possible?”

How powerful the Xiaokongtong sword is can be seen from its various details.

Hua Changdeng cultivates his physical body?

But even the Holy Emperor’s physical body cannot stop such a powerful and piercing sword!

“Wow…”

The screen and the candle are on the ground, accompanied by a slight sound.

At that time, an invisible force wave was spreading across the vast void of Guizhe Holy Mountain, which seemed to be caused by the confrontation between two extremely strong and fierce forces.

One is the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword, which everyone knows.

But where did the other force come from?
It was invisible, but as soon as the force wave swept across, the whole world was shattered into spider-web-like cracks!
“The second world is going to be shattered?”

The spectators who were brought here from Lingyu Mountain all had painful looks on their faces, as if they had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives. It was obvious that they were the ones who were affected by the residual force.

Xiao Kongtong’s figure finally condensed.

His eyes were already bloodshot, and he clamped the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword in both hands, pressing it against Hua Changdeng’s brow, and thrusting it down with all his might.

“laugh……”

Blood splattered.

Some people saw dark green blood spurting out from the tip of the sword, splashing high into the air, and then being shredded by the silver light of the sword.

“There’s blood!”

But there was no time to rejoice.

It was the appearance of this drop of soul blood that made Hua Changdeng sober up from his drunkenness. A faint light appeared in his eyes, gathering at the center of his eyebrows.

In an instant, the place where he was stabbed turned blood red!
“It’s not blood…”

There were quite a few ancient sword practitioners among the spectators.

At a glance, most people could tell that this was part of the Ghost Sword Technique’s Soul Controlling Technique, the Red Ghost Sign!
“Through the Dao, Force Penetrating Time and Space!”

Xiao Kongtong shouted loudly and pressed down with both hands.

Behind him and around his sword, the space suddenly twisted and then exploded.

But……

“The strength is decent and the judgment is accurate.”

“It’s a pity that the foundation is still a little weak after all.”

After sobering up, Hua Changdeng is clearly no longer young, and seems to have fully understood the future.

Along with this sound, a dark green edge slowly emerged from the red ghost sign at the center of his eyebrows, holding the tip of the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword.

A sword!

An indescribable sword!
With the surging power of the sword, and with the accumulation of more than 30 years of Kongtong, the sword of Kongtong Wuxiang Sword twisted and retreated inch by inch.

“Hiss! This…”

Everyone’s scalp tingled.

Everyone can see that Xiao Kongtong has tried his best.

Hua Changdeng did not use the ghost hunter, the ghost hunter was clearly on the table beside him, accompanying the copper lamp!
Then what kind of sword is this?

“Sword Ghost?!”

Xiao Kongtong’s heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

He knew about the three swords of the Sword Ghost, but he had never seen what the Sword Ghost was in person. He never thought that one of the three swords of the Sword Ghost could come out of the red ghost sign?

“The sword’s intention is majestic and profound.”

“In fact, your strength is already superior to that of all contemporary sword masters.”

“What a pity! After I mastered the sword ghost, the mind ghost protected me, not only the present, but also the past and the future… A sneak attack is doomed to be useless.”

Hua Changdeng’s lips pursed, but his body did not move at all.

He still leaned his back against the broken willow, one elbow resting on his left knee, his posture casual, without changing at all.

The Kongtong Wuxiang Sword was completely pushed away by the sword ghost in the red ghost sign, and could not move forward even an inch.

The three-foot-tall ghost shows his extraordinary power.

The sword is the same shape as the ghost hunter, and looks exactly the same, but it is entangled with countless resentful souls, and I don’t know how many people’s lives have been affected by it.

If we talk about Xiao Kongtong’s thirty years of sword skills, it was built up slowly by standing on the shoulders of eight masters in peacetime.

Hua Changdeng, Jian Gui and his three swords have the same age, but they are new ways of creating the world. They not only cultivate, but also kill. They also precipitate all the insights of the soul and ancient swordsmanship that he has gained along the way to the realm of the Holy Emperor.

“The sword is so mysterious, you won’t be able to see it.”

“But you are able to see the spirit ghost. You are the best among the young generation of ancient sword practitioners in the world.”

After Hua Changdeng finished speaking, he closed his eyes deeply.

Boom!
The entire cracked second world was almost blown to pieces.

The spectators felt as if struck by lightning and felt great pain, but they found that they were not ejected from the Holy Mountain of Guizhe. Instead, they were thrown back into the illusion?

“No……”

“It’s not the Illusion Sword Technique!”

The holy mountain collapsed, and the screen and the ground were shattered.

The sky was covered by the night, the sky cracked into ghost eyes, and the dark light spread across the earth. This world had already been put into Fengdu!
All over the mountains and plains, there were jagged rocks rising up, and ugly trees growing. The earth was divided into two, one half was rolling with burning lava, and the other half was crackling with frozen frost.

Under the prison of ice and fire, Hua Changdeng seemed to be leaning on a broken willow, but his mind had actually escaped into the green ghost eyes, looking down from a high place.

“Order this: Fengdu Mind Ghost, the prison of ice and fire, commands the Ten Hells to suppress Kongtong Wuxiang.”

Boom!
A command was given.

Xiao Kongtong’s knees sank suddenly, and his bones were cracked. He was almost knocked to the ground by the imposing aura alone.

Blood was oozing from all his orifices. He raised his head with difficulty and looked up at the sky in disbelief.

But he saw the vast blue sky, and suddenly from the empty sky, ten towering and ancient Senluo palaces descended around him.

Above the main hall, ten ghost kings, wearing soul helmets, hundreds of feet tall, stepping on bone dragons, and wearing red cloaks on their shoulders, descended brazenly, some holding broadswords, some holding big spears, and some wrapped in ghost chains.

“Lord of the Ten Palaces of Hell, I have your order!”

Ten sounds merge into one, awakening the deaf and dumb.

The spectators’ eyes popped out of their sockets, their eardrums shattered, goosebumps stood up all over their bodies, and they felt that just one look at it was enough to make them feel dead.

The next moment, the prison of ice and fire collapsed and shrank inward, violently clamping down on the plane of time and space where Xiao Kongtong was located, exiling him to the spot, unable to escape.

“town!”

The Ten Lords of Hell raised their weapons high, and the bone dragons beneath their seats roared.

Surrounding Xiaokongtong, ten ancient Senluo palaces that were as big as mountains also collapsed and shrank inward, directly hitting Xiaokongtong.

“puff!”

Even though the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword managed to suppress the enemy first and created a protective barrier in an attempt to resist the Ten Palaces from closing in.

Through the sword thought barrier, the Ten Palaces were like ten swords. Xiao Kongtong was in it, feeling the power of Mo swordsmanship, Tou Dao and others. He was blasted so hard that he vomited blood and felt dizzy.

After a moment of confusion, he realized that it was wartime and he couldn’t fall into a coma, so he forced himself to wake up.

The Lords of the Ten Palaces of Hell, however, were riding on the bone dragons, brandishing their weapons high, and were clearly approaching!

“Hiss, hiss, hiss…”

“Hehehe…”

“Ga ga ga…”

Amidst the miserable laughter, the soul chain was swung out, binding Xiao Kongtong’s soul, and then it was pulled up fiercely, separating the soul and the body in a snap.

The sledgehammer was thrown into the air and hit the out-of-control body, shattering the chest and bones as it passed through the body, staining the sky with blood. It was a horrible sight.

The long knife chopped, the huge sword was across the neck…

The heavy spear was raised and the two axes and forks were brought out…

“Ha ha ha ha!”

Xiao Kongtong felt pain, but he actually laughed loudly and wildly, making the people watching the fight shudder.

Desperate situation!

A complete desperate situation!
Is this, a last gasp of light?
In the chaotic Lingyu Mountain and the screen candle land, Xiao Kongtong completely let go of himself and dedicated himself to the ancient sword way.

“The sword rises in the bright sun, and the cold wind sings my song.”

“It is better to perform a spirit play on Qingming Festival than to sleep with this body together.”

A faint song descended from the sky, and as the crowd watched in amazement, they heard the sound of swords, and the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword also emitted a dazzling silver light, which was the final song:

“Heavenly Solution: Kongtong Wuxiang!”

With a whoosh, Xiao Kongtong disappeared into nothingness.

The Kongtong Wuxiang Sword hummed and vibrated for a long time, and the sword power spread like water waves, breaking through the exile of the Ice and Fire Prison and bursting the shackles of the Ten Palaces of Senluo.

A silver moon hangs high in Fengdu.

Then, a crack appeared in Qingming, and the slightly illusory yet real Canyue Fairy City fell with a bang.

The fairy city stands in the clouds, with misty clouds and smoke as the road.

The city is planned to have nine cities. The nine cities are transformed into nine swords. The nine swords are combined into a formation. The formation is sacrificed to become the Tao, and the Tao is the sword bone.

“Who can fight me?!”

Xiao Kongtong shouted to the world and transformed into a thousand-foot-tall giant statue. He stepped on the fairy city and towered over Fengdu. He raised his hands high above his head and gathered all his strength to pull from the top of his head.

Boom!
The image of the Cangyue Fairy City shattered and turned into endless sword lights, interlaced and intertwined. The silver light cut through the night sky like a snake, and the thief merged into the body of the giant.

The laughing Kongtong giant stretched out its spine, drew out the gigantic Kongtong Wuxiang Sword, and slashed down fiercely with one sword.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

The prison of ice and fire was shattered.

Swipe the sword horizontally again.

“Boom boom boom…”

The Ten Palaces of Senluo were blown up.

At this moment, the Lords of the Ten Courts of Hell were already trembling with fear.

This crazy ancient swordsman, after the Heaven’s Unification, is he so terrifying?
But he has not been able to escape yet. The giant statue laughed and sent the Kongtong Sword. The Kongtong Wuxiang Sword turned from existence to non-existence and was placed in the Great Dao.

“Kill, kill, kill!”

The sword body is not visible, but the sword light is spreading in all directions.

The armor of the Ten Lords of Hell exploded and fell apart, and they were chopped into countless pieces while wailing.

“town!”

The giant statue laughed at Kongtong, clasped his hands together, grasped the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword again, and slammed it down fiercely.

Boom——

This sword seemed to pierce the hearts of the spectators, shocking them so much that their souls were shaken and their faces were filled with horror.

This sword is meant to suppress Fengdu.

But at this point, Xiao Kongtong seemed to be exhausted.

He used all his strength to stab the sword three times before he finally pierced through and broke the image of Fengdu that was surrounding the second world.

“Hua…chang…lantern…”

The giant statue smiled at Kongtong, holding the sword and staring at the ghost eye in the void. With a flip of his wrist, the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword was about to tear the sky apart again.

In this battle, he wants to realize his dream!

…

Whoosh!
A light sound rang in the ears of the spectators.

Chaos, explosions, and shocks all merged into this sound and gradually faded away.

With one sword, Yigui got one step ahead of the giant statue Xiao Kongtong and pierced through its chest, forcibly breaking its Tianjie form.

“puff!”

Xiao Kongtong opened his mouth and spurted out blood.

Thanks to the enhancement of the Great Dao after Tianjie, he managed to get his broken body back together.

At this time, the Heaven’s Solution was broken, and he was beaten back to his original human form. All that was left of him was a bloody image, his hands and feet were shaking, and he could hardly lift the sword. He was already at the end of his strength.

Whoosh!
The strange sound reappeared.

It was still a sword-wielding ghost that broke through from the distant sky, knocking the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword away without any delay and passing through Xiao Kongtong’s body.

“puff!”

The sky was stained with blood.

Time seems to slow down.

Xiao Kongtong saw the sky in the blood curtain.

So small, so vast, so unattainable…

A sword with ghost intention swung the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword, pierced through Xiao Kongtong, and then penetrated into the fragmented flow of time and space, and returned to the starting point.

At this point, from the perspective of bystanders, Xiao Kongtong was like a kite with a broken string, its body flying away. The Kongtong Wuxiang Sword was unable to leave the body and let out an unwilling cry.

Whoosh!
There was a third light sound.

It was still a sword-intent ghost, which enlarged in the pupils of countless spectators. It passed in front of and behind Xiao Kongtong without saying a word, splitting his skull.

“…”

The world finally returns to peace.

The image of Fengdu disappeared, and the ghost eyes followed suit.

In front of the screen, there is an ancient table, a bronze lamp, and the ghost hunter standing still. Hua Changdeng still has one elbow on his knee, his back leaning against the broken willow tree, his relaxed posture not changed at all.

His face showed no sadness or joy as he watched Xiao Kongtong being chopped down from the Guizhe Holy Mountain and falling into the bottomless black abyss. He also watched the Kongtong Wuxiang Sword ringing unwillingly as it accompanied him, but was powerless to save him.

After thirty years of sword energy, it could no longer be gathered and it dispersed in the void, causing Qingming to start raining tears.

Hua Changdeng closed his eyes again, lowered his head, returned time to the past, and put an end to his beautiful dream.

Flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water, the past is like a bubble illusion, nothing seems to have happened, only what the onlookers see and hear may be real:

“You saw the ghost you wanted to see.”

“You can’t get back any of the people you want.”