I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3962: Chapter 1892: Dark Chess, Part 2

When the Time Dao Disc was about to undergo Super Taoization, I saw the Time Ancestor.

Later, when I returned to the All Time Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion and leveraged that high-level treasure ground to bargain with Kong Yuhen over the Origin True Stele... in one spontaneous gesture, Xu Xiaoshou casually transcended the Space Dao Disc.

Sure enough, I couldn’t enter the world behind the third gate anymore, essentially like nothing happened.

"Space Dao Disc (90%)."

"Time Dao Disc (90%)."

With both the spacetime daos undergoing super taoization, it’s unclear what level Kong Yuhen is at, but Xu Xiaoshou can at least come and go freely across different worlds.

Of course, it’s not a question of remnant souls or residual intents; rather, it’s a true body descent, capable of bringing all power along.

Situations like the Three Ancestors being blocked by Ghost Buddha outside the realm seem like a joke to him.

Granted, they are just thought incarnations, with some hardly even considered as such, and others had their physiques shattered entirely.

But still, they are Ancestral Gods.

If even someone as modest as Xu Xiaoshou can freely traverse the realms,

how could the respectable Ancestral Gods, born and raised across the five regions, be hindered outside those realms? They can only blame themselves for lacking sufficient skills.

"Of course, not transcending the potential path might also stem from the fear of becoming a pawn of the Time Ancestor..."

Miscellaneous cultivators don’t have such worries.

Whatever is cultivated is inherently beneficial to me.

Moreover, unlike the Three Ancestors who have an incomplete understanding of Time, Name, and Nu, Xu Xiaoshou has confirmed that both Name and Time Ancestors were once close friends.

At the very least, I can be considered half an heir to the Name Ancestor, and even if the Time Ancestor becomes one again, he wouldn’t stoop to such a thing as Possession.

He transcends with peace of mind.

Jin Ren has recently updated, also achieving Super Taoization of the dual spacetime paths.

In this regard, he surpassed the Three Ancestors by more than just a little, effortlessly acquiring the Ancestral God Fate Chart thrown over by the true body.

As soon as he got this thing in hand, he immediately chose to hide and transferred the majority of his consciousness to the Time Realm Rift.

This Ancestral God Fate Chart was, naturally, intended to serve as a backup for Kui Leihan.

But upon considering it, Jin Ren couldn’t help but have another thought:

"Once Kui Leihan is no longer cornered and has another path to choose, would his resolve weaken?"

"So that when he truly encounters danger, he wouldn’t resolutely use Penetrating Divine Senses to seal Gods and claim Ancestor status, but instead become hesitant?"

"If so, this Ancestral God Fate Chart shouldn’t be given to him so soon..."

Thinking this way, not even Jin Ren was too eager to head to the Time Realm Rift at first notice.

He immediately became vigilant!

Not only him, but even Xu Xiaoshou in the Qianshi Emperor Realm was taken aback!

This feeling is so familiar...

The last time he overlooked something like that was when he didn’t visit the sword tower for half a year, and then it was too late to fix.

"Who’s playing tricks?"

Xu Xiaoshou glanced at Dao Pei Pei.

Dao Pei Pei was contemplating, thoroughly enjoying this new game.

It was clear his favorite piece was the mouse, and even while thinking, he had to hold it and blow on it near his cheek.

The mouse was never out of hand.

Truly a dark individual.

"Let me eat your elephant, Xu Xiaoshou. Just take a step back and let me have a bite of meat, okay?" Dao Pei Pei was unexpectedly excellent at the art of plea when playing chess.

Xu Xiaoshou rolled his eyes and ignored him completely:

"Scram!"

...

"Ah ah ah~ uh ah~"

In the Time Realm Rift, Jiang Nayi, who was stealthily peeking at Kui Leihan’s perfect physique and salivating in the dark, suddenly seemed to have an episode, letting out a strange cry.

The Heavenly Alliance Leader, Yan Sheng, who had previously been halved by Cursed Yin and then saved by Jiang Nayi, had mostly recovered, and his lower body was reattached.

He immediately got up and glanced oddly at Jiang Nayi, his pupils trembling, and without another word, he slipped away.

"Big big big... big..."

The sound of twitching grew louder behind him, and Yan Sheng’s footsteps quickened.

Yet in his rush, he didn’t make a single sound, not using any bit of Holy Power, relying purely on his mortal feet as if afraid of disturbing something.

It was still too late.

"Great God Descending Technique!"

Behind him, Jiang Nayi suddenly fell to his knees, raising his hands high, veins bulging in his eyes.

After the loud declaration, his face and chest didn’t break open with someone stepping out; instead, Jiang Nayi’s snarling expression quickly receded, he calmly rose and dusted off the fabric on his knees.

He ran through several expressions of joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, fear, and shock, with a forced smile tugging at his lips then burst into spontaneous laughter with both flesh and skin before shaking all over as if relieved.

Jiang Nayi turned around to face the corner of the ruined wall not far away, where the Heavenly Alliance Leader Yan Sheng stood still, having no choice but to stop and freeze in place after seeing and hearing everything:

"Hello."

Yan Sheng did not look back.

Strong as a demi-saint, under the gaze of the higher void Jiang Nayi, his silhouette seemed somewhat desolate?

"Hello, Northern Region Heavenly Alliance, Leader Yan Sheng."

Jiang Nayi walked over, speaking again, "How should I say, I am your savior, after all. Why are you avoiding me?"

He halted three steps behind Yan Sheng — this was a subtle distance where both sides felt safe, would-could advance or retreat in attack or defense.

He then placed his arms behind his waist, slightly raising his chin.

His every gesture carried an air of dignity, resembling not the mere higher void but a strong demi-saint Jiang Nayi.

The true demi-saint Yan Sheng, under Jiang Nayi’s unexpectedly threatening churn of dominance, yielded, could only turn around sheepishly, his gaze slightly evasive:

"Great God Descending Technique... How should I address you now, Brother Jiang or Brother Dao?"

Jiang Nayi let out a high "Ha," seemingly recalling something, immediately shifting to silently laugh.

He glanced slightly toward the outside Three Ancestors, noting that his insignificant body didn’t draw the Ancestral God’s attention, then turned back with amusement to look at Yan Sheng: