I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3556: Chapter 1742: The Power of Fen Qin Has Its Limits, but This Heavenly Destiny Still Needs to Be Reversed

"Eighth Sword Deity, First-in-command Saint Servant..."

"And, Sky City, which is the Inner Island of Abyss Island, the Master of the black and white veins!"

Upon hearing this, memories forcibly lost in various parts of the Five Regions flashed back in everyone’s mind.

Indeed, in the impression of the Low Realm Spiritual Cultivators.

Sky City was just Sky City, at most they knew it contained the opportunity for sanctification, and nothing more.

But in the world of High Realm Spiritual Cultivators.

Sky City was also known as Abyss Island, which was divided into Inner and Outer Islands, hiding not just the opportunity for sanctification, but more demi-saints, and secret histories of the Holy Emperor!

"The Inner Island of Abyss Island, World Within the Mirror, ghost beast..."

At the end of Abyss Island, there weren’t many who survived the various epic battles, but there were some.

Those who survived, their influence across the five regions was undoubtedly significant.

Everyone left Abyss Island and clearly recounted their experiences on the island.

Yet it was as if they had entered paradise; afterward, neither the speakers nor the listeners remembered much about the island.

At this moment, with a word from Bazhun’an, the world was reminded once again.

In that Inner Island of Abyss Island, it seemed some legends were still preserved, such as "stepped down the Demonic Emperor Black Dragon, Finger Sword at the White Vein Third Ancestor."

"Legends... are they true?"

Whether true or not, there was no need to ponder much at the moment.

Because as Bazhun’an squeezed the Four Pillars of Destiny Token and issued a command, not long after, massive sounds thundered from beyond the sky.

This time, it wasn’t the war drum sounds or Buddhist sounds rising slowly, but a pure and direct explosion!

"Boom——"

The sky shattered like a mirror.

From the spacetime turbulence, emerged a corner of a city wall with grand momentum, covered with the aura of time’s erosion.

"Sky, Sky... Island!"

Feng Zhongzui cried out in shock, mixing up the two names.

He had heard earlier that back in Dongtianwang City, Sky City seemed to have been "summoned" by the first-in-command saint servant.

This sounded unbelievable.

But under the blessing of the Holy Emperor’s Golden Edict, it seemed understandable.

And now, the Eighth Sword Deity didn’t even need to do anything but issue a command with a token.

Was Abyss Island descending?

"Roar——"

A dragon’s roar echoed.

Evidently, not just Abyss Island descended.

Only a corner of the island was revealed, stuck in the sky’s crevice, not entirely landing on the Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe’s ruins.

Following closely, the Nine Heavens’ wind and clouds changed.

Unending devilish energy spiraled and gathered, accompanying the dragon’s roar, morphing into an intertwined shadow of a black dragon.

The sky of the Central Region suddenly turned overcast.

One viewed the head, another the body, another the tail... for a moment, no one could see the full form of the massive black dragon.

"Precious Dragon!"

Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes lit up.

How long it had been since he fought alongside Precious Dragon on Abyss Island.

Compared to how intimately Lord Shou called it, Feng Zhongzui dared not act recklessly, showing extreme reverence:

"Demonic Emperor Black Dragon!"

He exclaimed, explaining with shock and information provided by the Feng family:

"The Inner Island of Abyss Island, divided into Black and White veins, respectively leading numerous unforgivable and unkillable ghost beasts."

"This dragon is the leader of the Black Vein, named ’Demonic Emperor Black Dragon’."

"Demonic Emperor Black Dragon is the bloodline descendant of the Dragon Ancestor of the Ten Ancestors and the master of the former Dragon Cave, also one of the only two Dragon Clan Holy Emperors of the current era."

These names thrown out.

Even if one doesn’t delve into what exactly the Demonic Emperor Black Dragon did wrong to be exiled to the Inner Island of Abyss Island, the Five Regions were already shocked.

Holy Emperor!

Nothing else mattered.

Just these two words were enough to scare one’s jaw off.

Beside Bazhun’an, there was truly the combat strength of a Holy Emperor, appearing in the form of the domineering Dragon Clan.

One could think, and with power, defy the heavens!

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned by Precious Dragon’s past.

How did Feng Zhongzui know more than he did?

Oh, that’s right, after leaving Abyss Island, he had become indifferent and hadn’t thought to delve more into his good friend’s past.

"Shou!"

The Demonic Emperor Black Dragon, with its dragon head first condensed, its dragon body followed.

Compared to its majestic first appearance in Dongtianwang City, this time it appeared extra joyful, dashing at its target directly.

Buzz!

The Demonic Emperor Black Dragon passed through Xu Xiaoshou, failing to lift its former comrade-in-arms.

It clearly paused in confusion.

After wrapping its dragon body back into the void, it even uttered puzzled syllables.

"It seems there’s no chance for a warm embrace!"

Xu Xiaoshou pondered, looking around at his own body.

The moment of contact, the feeling was peculiar.

He clearly felt about to be lifted by the dragon, almost about to soar into the sky on clouds.

Suddenly, that feeling disappeared.

The power of the Ancient War God Platform indeed existed and was quite bizarre.

It forcibly quelled that "transformation," clearly judging the involvement of the Demonic Emperor Black Dragon as a kind of "influence" in the battlefield.

But how was this "baseline" of influence defined?

Xu Xiaoshou looked down.

Earlier, he had grabbed a handful of sand, and the sand of the Shengshen Continent disappeared quickly and reverted.

He looked into the distance.

Ai Cangsheng had shot an arrow at Zhong Yuanzi, shattering Zhong Yuanzi’s head; judging from the latter’s panic, he indeed had his head blown up, just without pain?

"The combatants can influence the environment, and indeed the environment can in turn influence the combatants."

"But was the weight reduced?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked back at Elder Sang.

He could instantly transfer vitality spiritual energy to Elder Sang, making it effective, but if it were reversed...

"If reversed, he might not be able to help me as much."