I Am Loaded with Passive Skills
Chapter 3628 - 1768: A Strange Scheme Easily Changed, Yet This Emotion Defies Life and Death_2

Chapter 3628: Chapter 1768: A Strange Scheme Easily Changed, Yet This Emotion Defies Life and Death_2

Now, someone tells themselves:

That Cursed Yin Puppet wasn’t a Cursed Yin Puppet, was it Xu Xiaoshou who personally handed over the Cursed Yin Puppet?

Feng Zhongzui was still speaking without control:

"Not only was Holy Emperor Fengtian unaware; even Hallmaster Dao was deceived."

"The Cursed Yin Puppet that Lord Shou transformed into was even used by Hallmaster Dao to become the head of that little girl, yet Hallmaster Dao was completely oblivious!"

At this moment, all over the world, directly or indirectly watching the Dao Imparting Mirror, the various identities of the Divine Sorcerers all showed a bit more gloom in their expressions.

Feng Zhongzui apparently didn’t realize how hurtful his words were, stepping on some and lifting others, simply because he was truly amazed:

"In the end, when the Cursed Yin Puppet was blown up, Lord Shou inevitably completed another ’transformation’."

"At the same moment, he switched from the form of the Cursed Yin Puppet to... the Returning Consciousness Tomb!"

Once these words came out, even the most foolish of people were stunned.

But soon someone noticed something was amiss.

The Returning Consciousness Tomb wasn’t released by Lord Shou!

It was Hallmaster Dao who used the dried branches of the Di Ying Holy Plant to somehow release the sealing inside it that originated from the Cursed Yin Technique.

From the main subject, Feng Zhongzui’s interpretation was wrong!

—Was it really wrong?

Feng Zhongzui seemed to be just a single drunkard, but behind him was the entire Feng family combat analysis team and the experienced and shrewd former Seven Sword Deity, Feng Tingchen.

He was almost shocked and speechless as he pieced things together while speaking:

"Indeed, the Returning Consciousness Tomb originated from the Di Ying Holy Plant, sent by Hallmaster Dao, its essence being the Cursed Yin Technique."

"But perhaps Lord Shou’s prior arrangements had a slight weakness, or in terms of adaptability and Phantom Swords Technique mastery, can Hallmaster Dao surpass him?"

"Difficult!"

Swallowing with difficulty, Feng Zhongzui’s tongue bloomed like a lotus:

"Shall I say..."

"Ladies and gentlemen! Lord Shou must have used the Infinite Silence to swallow Hallmaster Dao’s Returning Consciousness Tomb in an instant, then transformed himself into the cloud of the Returning Consciousness Tomb!"

"So, that means, the true Cursed Yin Main Consciousness from the Southern Underworld was never what we believed it to be, but instead was the Cursed Yin Consciousness that Lord Shou imitated?"

"That ’Cursed Yin Main Consciousness’ which consumed the Southern Region of the Land of Sin, essentially wasn’t the Cursed Yin devouring the residual consciousness of Lord Cang Sheng, but Lord Shou consuming the Cursed Yin’s pollution on the residual consciousness of Lord Cang Sheng?"

Up to this point, even if Feng Zhongzui’s explanation was not ambiguous, the Five Domains Spectators felt overtaxed mentally.

Fake?

All fake?

The Great Illusion, Big Thought as Normal... this time Lord Shou did not explicitly use the Fantasy Sword Technique, but made the five regions’ people, even Hallmaster Dao and the Cursed Yin, take a dream as reality?

Even after explaining the causes and consequences, Feng Zhongzui still couldn’t quite believe it in his heart.

Yet pondering was futile, he had to move the Dao Imparting Mirror image towards the Southern Region where the "Cursed Yin Main Consciousness" had almost entirely subverted the Returning Consciousness Tomb.

"No..."

The shrill cries persisted, becoming faintly weak, seemingly accompanied by some cursing noises.

Before, everyone thought this was the voice of Lord Cang Sheng unable to bear it.

Afterward, everyone clearly heard it was the voice of the Cursed Yin.

If still not convinced...

Lord Shou’s voice was also present!

Also emanating from the Returning Consciousness Tomb in the Southern Region, sounding exhilarated and complacent:

"Shout!"

"Cursed Yin, shout!"

"The Divine Relics are already my defeated foe, and in the Flower World, I sought an alliance with you yet you dared not."

"Now what are you thinking, being so stubborn to come again on my opposing side... oh, stumbled once it didn’t hurt, and you insist on grinding your skin under my feet again, polishing your face off, is that it?"

Puff! Puff!

The "Cursed Yin Main Consciousness" still maintained its identity as a large mass of viscous liquid-like purple mist.

But Lord Shou hid nothing, devouring heartily.

By this time, the Cursed Yin partial consciousness within the Returning Consciousness Tomb of the Southern Region had been entirely consumed by the Infinite Silence—diagram exhausted, dagger revealed!

"Transformation Technique..."

As Lord Shou’s voice personally confirmed all the speculation, Feng Zhongzui’s heart was filled with mixed emotions, not knowing what to express.

He just unconsciously repeated that whisper, marveling at the awe-inspiring Transformation Technique:

"One person produces thousands of children, hard to discern righteous or evil in his technique... now, he’s grown wild beyond the derivation of children, even beyond derivation skills?"

"This is the Transformation Technique of Lord Shou!"

"Even Lord Cang Sheng couldn’t see through it, nor could Hallmaster Dao, let alone deceiving the residual consciousness of Cursed Yin? Oh no..."

Saying this, Feng Zhongzui suddenly realized.

When the Southern Underworld’s Returning Consciousness Tomb approached, the residual consciousness of Ai Cangsheng in the Southern Region of the Land of Sin was clearly in strong resistance.

Wasn’t that resistance from Lord Cang Sheng, but rather Cursed Yin fearing the proximity of Lord Shou?

"Then, what about Lord Shou, the one in the Eastern Region?"

The Dao Imparting Mirror image quickly shifted.

The Xu Xiaoshou in the Eastern Region, who was still wallowing in melancholy, seemed able to detect the watching gaze.

He shook his body, shed his disguise, transforming into a... wildly dancing sword, a black sword!

That sword seemed to be demanding accolades.

It could indeed feel the attention, for the name was gathering.

"Yingyingying——"

When the Dao Imparting Mirror transmitted such a sword chant, the entire five domains fell into complete silence.

After what seemed like an eternity, Feng Zhongzui finally clutched his head, snapping back to reality:

"Hidden, Hidden Bitter?!"

A black sword, could it be anyone other than Hidden Bitter?

For Hidden Bitter with that character, surprisingly subdued enough not to err?

Lord Shou dared to trust Hidden Bitter to play himself, or was it under his Transformation Technique that Hidden Bitter couldn’t play his own role?

Perhaps also...

"Lord Shou was good at acting, and so was Hidden Bitter?"

Not knowing how to judge, "This Number One Sword Deity and the sword, are practically in cahoots... uh, a misery... uh, birds of the same feather?"