I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3554: Chapter 1741: Buddha Palm Captures Land and Strikes the Cage Theory, White-clothed Sword Me Issues Command_2

“What is this?”

Someone sensed the grand net of the Divine Secret Technique and thought it couldn’t be unrelated to Hallmaster Dao.

However, before they could voice more doubts, another explosion echoed in their ears.

“Boom!”

A world-spanning net of divine power exploded.

“This is…”

Feng Zhongzui understood this time.

This layer of power likely came from the legacy of the Holy Ancestor, meant to protect the world?

“Boom!”

Without further delay, outside the world, a grand net of Diabolical Force exploded once more.

“Another layer?”

When the third net shattered, everyone was stunned.

Is this the Shengshen Continent, or is it really not just a cage? How can there be so many layers of safety… covers wrapped around it?

“Boom!”

And the power of the Ghost Ancestor!

“Boom!”

And the power of the Medicine Ancestor!

“Boom boom boom…”

And the power of the Ancestor of Sorcery, the power of the War Ancestor, the power of the Dragon Ancestor, the power of the Sword Ancestor…

The Land within Buddha!

Beyond the world, above the clouds.

As the Great Buddha of the Starry Sky pressed down with its palm, besides the power of the Time Ancestor and Heavenly Ancestor, every Ancestral God who once sealed their godhood and became an ancestor on the Shengshen Continent…

All the “safety covers” they left behind were entirely crushed by the Buddha’s hand!

When the final Ancestral God’s cover burst open, peach blossoms drifted down across the five regions, seemingly self-destructing an extra layer of some cover…

“Flowers?”

Feng Zhongzui was also baffled.

For a moment, he was in a daze.

Because when those peach blossoms appeared, he felt an extremely strong Sword Will, it was the Sword Will of the Fantasy Sword Technique.

Is this the Fantasy Sword Technique?

Or did I just imagine the Fantasy Sword Technique?

Feng Zhongzui couldn’t see other illusions, but for the only real existence before him now, he was fully qualified to narrate:

“Look, Elder Sleeveless’s vitality breath is wilting!”

The Dao Imparting Mirror focused on the Saint Servant Sleeveless, who sat cross-legged above the original Stairway to Heaven location, now hovering in the clouds.

His eyes were closed, his eyebrows locked, and his entire body charred and cracked.

With the presentation of the Land within Buddha, and the response of this world’s master, Saint Servant Sleeveless seemed to be drained of all his power in an instant.

Now, his scorched and decaying body showed signs of disintegrating into the wind!

“Ha~”

Lord Shou appeared beside his Master just in time, transferring a breath of immortal energy over.

The Life Upanishad was truly powerful.

In an instant, Sleeveless’s vitality breath stabilized.

But even Feng Zhongzui could tell, this was not a long-term solution, it was merely treating the symptoms, not the root cause.

Because once Lord Cang Sheng releases an arrow, Lord Shou will be too occupied to maintain his Master’s vitality.

And if Sleeveless were to perish, wouldn’t this so-called master of the world for one year become baseless talk?

“One year…”

Feng Zhongzui’s eyes shifted, a flash of insight passing through his mind, suddenly feeling as if everything made sense.

He slapped his thigh, his hand shaking with excitement while holding the Dao Imparting Mirror:

“I understand!”

“Saint Servant Sleeveless, You Yuan Buddha… perhaps alone, they’re still less than Ancestral God.”

“But Sleeveless, Red Scorched Hand… no, Red Scorched Body, is entirely an Attached Body Type with Penetrating Divine Senses, equal in strength to the power of the ancestral source, and the height it can reach after molding the body is, in some aspects, no less than a Holy Emperor!”

“To summon the will of You Yuan Buddha with this body is indeed a natural Ancestral God Fate Chart, its intention unparalleled… the effect of one plus one greater than two, I think today we have seen it.”

Feng Zhongzui swallowed hard, his eyes sparkling brightly and said:

“In this situation!”

“Cutting off the Stairway to Heaven blocks the path back from the five great secret realms of the Holy Emperor. Even if Elder Yu is defeated up above, the Cold Palace Emperor, etc., will find it hard to return in a short time?”

“To rule this realm is more to prevent the Ten Ancestors… or restrict the various Ancestral God powers, from interfering with Shengshen Continent and the subsequent plans of the Saint Servant?”

Without a doubt, this is the most reasonable explanation.

From Holy Emperor to Ancestral God, when this dual obstacle of reality and illusion is all isolated, how could the Ten High Nobles not dominate the Shengshen Continent?

A year…

What can be done is unknown.

But for the Saint Servant, isn’t a year enough to accomplish too much?

“Then now, I am left with only one question!”

Feng Zhongzui’s mind worked too fast, the people of the five regions could barely keep up with his pace.

In fact, though it seemed like only Feng Zhongzui was narrating now, the entire intelligence department of the Feng family was operating in the background.

If Feng Zhongzui wasn’t swift, couldn’t decode the situation, his existence itself would have no significance:

“My question is only this!”

He pointed at the void, towards Lord Shou who was delivering life spiritual energy to Elder Sang, stating sharply:

“Saint Servant Sleeveless is not enough!”

“Perhaps the Upanishad demi-saint is strong, but to the supreme, that strength is of no account and can’t even be sustained for a year!”

“And Lord Shou in the Saint Servant’s position has never been just a support player, nor does he have the time… let me count the numbers!”

This was the peak moment for Feng Zhongzui.

He dared to bet!

“Three!”

As he started counting down.

Without “Two” appearing, sensing something, Feng Zhongzui suddenly looked south, directly concluding:

“One!”

In the Central Region, Southernmost Land, the Sword Will pierced the skies.

…

Buzz!

His elder brother stopped in his tracks, as the Sword Will surged forth.

The Storyteller’s first reaction wasn’t joy, but worry, filled with deep concern.

He wasn’t very clear on the specific content of the action plan, for his strength made him susceptible to soul search.

So his mission was just to protect his brother, with only a vague outline of the plan.

But he was clever.

As soon as his brother paused, he knew the time had come.

“Does anything need to be done?”

The higher void was remarkably insignificant at this moment.

The Storyteller stepped forward, the only thing he could do was support his brother’s elbow, using it as a crutch to steady his fragile body.

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