I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Evil god!

Yue Gongli’s expression turned green in an instant.

But he quickly covered it up, and his eyes quickly built up a lot of ignorance and confusion.

Dao Qiongcang?

I’m not too familiar with Dao Qiongcang.

Not to say that we grew up wearing the same shorts, but wearing the same pants could still be considered close enough.

But if you now ask me whether I know him, where he is, or what he did to provoke your respected arrival, then my answer can only be…

“I know!”

Hua Yuan stepped forward and spoke before Yue Gongli could.

Even if there was only a small chance of saying “I don’t know” and everyone surviving, he would say he didn’t know.

But seeing the chaos created by the power of the evil god all around, if Yue Gongli said a word “no,” the evil god would likely erase them both on the spot.

In such a case, someone had to be the test subject to probe the cost of responding with “I know.”

And that person, definitely not the future Holy Emperor of the Yue Clan, could only be himself, named “Hua Yuan.”

The void quieted down.

The dense branches of the Ancestor Trees were still twitching, but the faces of the Cursed Yin Evil God had, for once, quieted down.

Yue Gongli glanced at Hua Yuan, sighed silently in his heart, and remained silent.

Hua Yuan was extremely calm, after all, he was a person in charge of internal affairs in the Yunshan Emperor realm, and he calmly stated:

“The Dao Qiongcang I know has not entered the Divine Relics, I believe there has been a misunderstanding…”

He hadn’t finished speaking when the situation suddenly changed.

“Sss—”

A piercing scream abruptly echoed from the depths of the human spirit.

At that moment, Yue Gongli and Hua Yuan simultaneously experienced the pain of being slowly cut to pieces.

Swish, swish, swish!

Dense branches of the Ancestral Trees fell from the sky, simultaneously targeting Hua Yuan, who had spoken.

“Not good!”

By the time Hua Yuan regained his composure, he already sensed something amiss.

What exactly Dao Qiongcang had done to the evil god, there was absolutely no room for negotiation…

Buzz!

The Way of the Sword Power Upanishad Formation under his feet was just beginning to activate, and Hua Yuan had just thought of resisting.

Boom!

The thousands of branches of the Ancestor Trees had already pierced through his body, completely impaling him, grinding his physique to dust and swallowing it entirely. ꞦΑŊȎ฿ЕŜ

“Huh?”

The Six Marrow Corpse King tilted its head, emitting a naive sound.

It remembered this human named Hua Yuan had treated it well, especially since it was this person who had helped it escape from the perilous situation at the Fate Temple before.

Seeing this, the Six Marrow Corpse King leaped up.

It could distinguish between good and bad, but it seemed unable to discern the situation; it pointed its nonexistent big belly toward the faces of the Cursed Yin Evil God in the sky, wanting to intervene.

“Come back!”

The Power of Divinity had not yet revealed itself.

Yue Gongli shouted, forcibly commanding the simple-minded Corpse King back into the Yin Coffin.

Inside the Six Marrow Corpse King was purely the Power of Divinity—the power of the evil god’s archrival.

If it were exposed, would they still have a chance to survive? They wouldn’t even know how they died!

“Yue Gongli, don’t act yet, I’m still alive.” The soul body trembled, and Hua Yuan’s slightly fearful voice came through:

“Just a moment ago, I abandoned my physical body, I’ve used the Soul Protection Technique to protect my soul. Once we get out, there are heavenly resources and earthly treasures that can recover my body, do not worry about me.”

“The Di Ying Holy Plant is not right; its strength is not at the level you mentioned. The three types of power of the ancestral source inside her are perfectly balanced, and even with all my strength, I can’t withstand her, absolutely do not initiate conflict!”

Could it not be balanced… Yue Gongli ruefully smiled, after all, what the Dao Infant had swallowed was a perfect version of me!

However, the rationale of avoiding conflict if possible was something he obviously knew.

Hua Yuan had used his shattered body to test the result for him:

Since the Di Ying Holy Plant had truly colluded with the evil god, then the power was not as simple as the tip of the iceberg she had shown in the First Heavens.

Forcing an attack, the best outcome would also be a mutual injury, but more likely, their side would be entirely annihilated.

What’s the solution to the current situation?

Yue Gongli racked his brains, wishing that at this moment, Dao Qiongcang would appear by his side, so he could choose to let him protect himself or surrender him for his own life.

But such wishful thinking was too unrealistic; he could only proceed steadily, step-by-step:

“Come forth! Cursed Yin Evil God!”

With a gesture of hand seals, Yue Gongli did not hesitate and first summoned his own Cursed Yin Evil God.

This giant creature with three heads and six arms, covered in purple hair, appeared and, as expected, attracted the attention of the true Cursed Yin Evil God’s faces in the void.

—The power of the same origin!

A slight questioning voice echoed in everyone’s minds, and the purple pupils on the faces of the Cursed Yin Evil God flickered a few times:

“Successor?”

Yue Gongli was neither frivolous nor laughing; his expression took on twelve points of solemnity, he leaped out of the Yin Coffin, pounded his chest with one hand, knelt on one knee, showing respect and tremblingly said:

“Cursed Yin above, junior Xu Xiaoshou, traveling through eighteen kinds of tribulations from the Southern Region, finally obtained the power of Cursed Yin.”

“Guided by Cursed Yi[], dedicated to Ran Ming, my colleagues and I searched high and low, and finally, in this place, saw the True God.”

“Divine Relics before us, overwhelmed with apprehension, benefiting from Cursed Yin’s grace, if there is any demand for action, through mountains of knives and seas of fire, I shall dispatch without hesitation.”

“I, Xu Xiaoshou, swear not to disgrace the mission, otherwise may thunder strike me down, and I won’t escape death!”

This speech was impassioned, moving heaven and earth; it was just short of prostrating completely or kowtowing loudly a few more times to the Cursed Yin Evil God.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

Thinking about it, Yue Gongli did indeed kowtow without any hesitation; after completing his devout worship, he looked up at his Cursed Yin True God, his whole person trembling with excitement.

At this moment, even the soul body of Hua Yuan lying on the Yin Coffin couldn’t help but feel a bit dazed:

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