I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3127: Chapter 1603: Sending a Thought to Abyss Island, Inquiring the Return Date of Level Three Bazhun’an_2
 

“…”

“Isn’t silence a form of consent?”

“…”

Indeed, what a dull shield… Xu Xiaoshou realized for the first time that Hidden Bitter Sword Spirit did have some merits.

Since communication was fruitless, he could only retract his thoughts, using the Strengthened Sensing from the Eye of the Heavenly Ancestor, to look at the last place:

It was a remote, blurry island that seemed unreachable, as if it were in a world beyond this one.

To connect to it, the signal strength had to be of the Ancestral God level.

Xu Xiaoshou’s current “Intent” was that of the Super Taoization Intent Dao Disc.

With the help of the Heavenly Ancestor Spirit, if he really wanted to see, he could follow the connection between the Eye of the Heavenly Ancestor and that blurry island, forcibly traveling through the boundless void to glimpse the true appearance of the island.

“Go!”

A thought reached there, and the scene entered his sight.

The island was split into inner and outer regions, like two sides of a mirror, or as if one ring was set within another, actually forming two parallel worlds.

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“So, this is what Abyss Island looks like from the Heavenly Ancestor’s perspective?”

Outer island’s First Hall of Sins, Forest of Miracles, Desolate Inferno Domain, Fallen Abyss, and other sites of ancient bloody battles were all in plain sight.

Even the empty Herb Garden of Shen Nong and a Void Attendant who was helplessly staring into a pit, not knowing from where it had struggled to survive, could be seen at a glance.

The Inner Island was divided into two major areas, left and right, blunt and simple.

On the right, a massive mountain range curled up with a winding black dragon taking an easy nap with eyes half-closed, its bubbles expanding and contracting from its snout.

Spied upon, its sensitivity was zero; it merely scratched itself and continued sleeping.

Below the dragon’s body, Black Vein Ghost Beasts seemed to be engaged in a gladiator event, fighting with great fervor and enjoyment.

Precious Dragon!

My precious dragon!

Oh, Lord Shou longs for you, reminiscing about that youthful time when we fought side by side!

To the left, the first sight was a sea of fire with upside-down tree shadows where, between the fire and shadows, lay a fire lotus on a Lotus Platform; an elder in white prison clothes, shackles on his limbs, was meditating.

Wretched Saint!

Oh no, Great Infernal Ancestor?

Patriarch, so you really look like this?

You old codger, during the incident at White Cave, you used a Flame Python to control me in the grand scheme of Abyss Island, and the Four Divine Pillars dared not approach me, a mighty Holy Emperor, hesitatingly—I’ll keep an eye on you, forever watching!

At heart, the Great Infernal Ancestor was still decent, at least not treating his pawns like worn-out shoes, offering some protection—it’s only natural for someone trapped for a long time to want to get out, and now Xu Xiaoshou was able to choose forgiveness generously.

“Very soon, you will be my pawn, and I hope you can also understand my difficulties; it’s only polite to reciprocate.”

His gaze shifted, and he saw in a red forest filled with miasma, an elderly figure with seven trees growing from his back, clad in a maple robe, messing around with something in a spatial fragment.

Seven Trees Emperor!

Well, well, cursed spirit of the Blood Tree!

Back then… oh, back when on Abyss Island, Blood World Pearl and several Holy Emperor’s Guidance were mostly your doing, weren’t they? You certainly look shifty…

“What is he up to?”

The first encounter with the Seven Trees Emperor gave an eerie feeling.

But more importantly, this fellow wasn’t idle, clearly a calamity in the making, messing around with something underhanded.

Xu Xiaoshou took a closer look.

Little chap!

The Seven Trees Emperor was secretly digging a hidden spatial passageway on the Inner Island, very fragmented, impossible for people to exit through, but it could release a whiff of the Holy Emperor’s thought, stealthily affecting a certain extreme ground on the Outer Island…

That is, the Blood World?

Peeping truly is an ultimate experience.

Especially this kind of peeping with a God’s-eye view.

Xu Xiaoshou felt that when he was involved in the situation back then, not recognizing Mount Lu of Abyss Island, now he thoroughly uncovered it, seeing through and breaking it down.

“Right, where is Lord Qing Shi of Divine Prison?”

This image surfaced in his mind again, reportedly the most mysterious and unpredictably powerful figure among the Holy Emperors of the Inner Island.

Xu Xiaoshou searched and sensed a vague consciousness atop Qingshi Prison where countless ghost beasts, monsters, and soul bodies were trapped.

“Hmm?”

That humanoid consciousness suddenly solidified, looking up to the sky with a trace of hesitation.

Swish!

Xu Xiaoshou hastily shifted his gaze.

Good heavens, what is the origin of this Lord Qing Shi of the Divine Prison?

I’m viewing from the perspective of the Heavenly Ancestor Spirit, Great Infernal Ancestor, Seven Trees Emperor, and Precious Dragon can’t sense it, but you sensed the peeping?

Not having time to delve deep, Xu Xiaoshou, wary of an accident, curbed his curiosity and focused his thoughts on the secondary plane door connecting the inner and outer planes of Abyss Island.

He was not a person fond of peeping.

Visiting Abyss Island wasn’t simply to covertly watch the daily exile of the four Holy Emperors; rather, it was about the secondary plane door and its keeper.

If he remembered correctly, as Abyss Island’s key, the secondary plane door should now be in the possession of the Eighth Sword Deity…

Bazhun’an!

This is the ultimate support!

While he internally mocked, Xu Xiaoshou never underestimated him.

What Hallmaster Dao and Cursed Yin Ran Ming said about The Divine, Kui Leihan, all seemed too elusive.

To hold onto their coattails, one must wait for the right opportunity.

Or perhaps kill Cao Erzhu first, forcing someone inside; whether Kui Leihan enters the Divine Relics remains uncertain.

Hallmaster Dao’s ghost stories, who knows if they’re deceiving the Evil God or not, but one should definitely not take them seriously.

If he could, at this moment, rely on himself, and contact Bazhun’an through the secondary plane door…

Xu Xiaoshou had a crazy idea!

The spirit of the Heavenly Ancestor is too abstract; he wanted this weak Ancestral God, through the spatial passageways bounded by Abyss Island, to involve Bazhun’an in the Arena.

Still hiding the sword?

The relics of the gods, the five great aristocratic families of the Holy Emperor couldn’t supervise, and the rules of Shengshen Continent couldn’t control—this was the perfect place to liberate oneself.