I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3846: Chapter 1892: Reincarnation (2)

In reality, he considered Xu Xiaoshou harder to deal with.

That kid knew how to use chess, borrow force, and maneuver his weak body among the powerful. He could place himself within a chess game and know when to withdraw, showing great command talent!

What a pity.

The Demon Ancestor and Medicine Ancestor had never directly interacted with Xu Xiaoshou.

He felt he had guided enough, believing he had fulfilled his duty as an ally conscientiously.

Any more, and it would inevitably seem like colluding with the enemy.

Yet, the one inside the coffin at the base of the tower did not recognize his kindness, letting out a laugh, displaying sheer disdain:

"Once bitten by a snake, you fear the ropes by the well for ten years. Cursed Yin truly seems to regress the longer he lives, but how come he hasn’t shown the true form of the Ancestor of Sorcery?"

With a boom, the starry sky spread open with purple mist.

The massive pupil of the Cursed Yin Eye suddenly tightened, seemingly fixated on the coffin beneath the tower, about to make a move.

But soon, he relinquished all his aura and gently stepped back:

"Mighty Demon Ancestor."

In the Flower World, Xu Xiaoshou also intended to form an alliance with himself.

But having suffered losses and been deceived, the Cursed Yin ultimately chose a conservative approach, following the original plan.

He had a premonition, or rather guidance.

That person was hard to control, his entire being rebellious.

And the original plan, naturally, was to ally with the Demon Ancestor. Having reminded everything, he hadn’t expected a cold response to his warm offer.

Enough!

This is even better!

Cursed Yin also wanted to see, if defeated, what kind of splendid expression the waste that couldn’t even show his face in the coffin would reveal.

Best if it’s a case of the sandpiper and the clam struggling, where Cursed Yin benefits...

Cursed Yin’s idea was quite simple and aligned with what Dao Qiongcang advised: just lie low for now, as he was no longer the Heavenly Destiny People of this era.

The Demon Ancestor showed too much greed, meaning he had restraint, but pitifully was a blind man, unable to even see where his opponent was.

Cursed Yin was very restrained now, believing he’s on the same starting line as the Demon Ancestor, knowing exactly what he’s after without needing to spell it out.

But now, a supporting role only needs to perform the work of a supporting role.

He played humble and kept a trick up his sleeve.

The Demon Ancestor proudly advanced.

They hit it off completely, indeed the best allies!

"Xu Xiaoshou..."

The old japonicum reminisced about the name, intertwining mentions of "Bazhun’an."

In the end, the human face on the crown did not turn toward the Cursed Yin who knew the two better but looked toward the coffin beneath the tower:

"Xu Xiaoshou, full of secrets, unfortunately was blocked by the Ghost Ancestor, who awoke before him during mourning."

"What is he?"

The starry sky was deathly silent.

Instead, the Thunder Light from the Time Realm Rift shone brighter than the stars.

After a long time, the remote Demon Ancestor inside the coffin finally let out a sneering laugh with implications:

"Xu Xiaoshou, an unknown nobody."

...

Rumble—

The starry sky darkened, black holes stood uneven.

Xu Xiaoshou felt his consciousness plunge into an icy abyss, fall into the deep sea, pass through a volcano, traverse a thunderstorm...

In the end, he arrived at another strange world he had never seen.

"Reincarnation Gate, so this is how it returns, they are trying to kill me!"

After barely catching his breath from the same dizziness, Xu Xiaoshou discovered he had come to a vast wilderness.

The land was barren, with hidden lava spewing underground.

The space was broken and fissured, ready to swallow and slice anyone anytime, anywhere.

Lifting his eyes upward, this world had no sky, no clouds; no atmosphere and other miscellaneous things, just the starry sky above, within reach.

Cracks in the starry sky spewing the decaying aura of the Great Path and various indeterminate dark matter energy.

When sprinkled onto this world, even if much faded, it brought a smell of withered branches and rot, as if soaked in feces and urine.

"Bleh!"

Xu Xiaoshou gagged again.

Thinking of urine now made him associate with Dao Qiongcang, not knowing why.

"Someone..."

"It’s still them three, oh no, two!"

Two figures emerged from a spatial crack in the distance, one wearing a tattered pale golden long robe was Kong Yuhen, the other...

This, is Fenzhuo?

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

Fenzhuo was a nickname he gave Nuozu, feeling it was incredibly fitting.

The deranged one wearing a Nuomian was now about ten feet tall, with two enormously burly arms wrapped in vines and covered in talisman paper, sharp purple claws resembling beast claws, naked skin crawling with purple marks, emitting a strange aura all over.

If not for that Nuomian, and the Nuoyi only he would wear, Xu Xiaoshou wouldn’t be able to connect him with the person, or "human," from before.

Maybe, he wasn’t human at all...

"Failed!"

Fenzhuo’s voice sounded incredibly heavy, like venting, roaring:

"Twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty consecutive reincarnations, you said ten years, I’ve waited; a hundred years, I’ve waited; now an epoch has passed, I’ve waited too!"

"But how long must we wait, when is the endpoint?"

"Going back to the past from the future like this now, recurring again and again, dodging battle each time, deceiving ourselves over and over, can we still have hope?"

Twelve thousand...

Xu Xiaoshou’s pupils quaked.

Wasn’t it supposed to be nine cycles of reincarnation? How come out of the blue an epoch number popped out?

"You can’t hold on anymore!"

Fenzhuo was indeed maniacal, with sharp purple claws grasping Kong Yuhen’s head, hauling him up into the air.

His massive Nuomian couldn’t hide the ferocious aura bursting from his eyes, with tilted head, his voice turned gentle:

"I might as well slaughter you, and wage a decisive battle; there might still be hope."

Could this predicament be turning comrades against each other?

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked, soon realizing it was not.