I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

nt was clearly Dao Qiongcang, who was known to be unpredictable.
How could Brother still fool around like this!

However, the news spread throughout the five regions like wildfire.
Even the Storyteller’s clone had heard about it.
He knew that the battle plan was completely successful.

“I don’t understand what’s going on anymore…” The Storyteller sighed silently.

Before entering the Abyss Island, the Storyteller was still doubtful whether the Saint Servant Nine Thrones had the strength to influence the movement of an era.

Now, there was no doubt at all.

“Big Brother is awesome!” The Storyteller praised, starry-eyed.

“It’s just the advantage of having the first move.” Bazhun’an waved his hand weakly.
“This time, it’s our turn to face the overall situation of the Holy Divine Palace.”

“What situation?” The Storyteller asked.

“Do you think I’m a god and can see the future?” Bazhun’an snorted.

They finally walked to the end of the spatial crack.

Light appeared.
The Storyteller helped Bazhun’an out and returned to the Shengshen Continent.

He raised his head.

Yunlun Mountain Tange, Dongtianwang City, and Abyss Island were all far away!

“The last one?” The Storyteller looked at Bazhun’an.

Bazhun’an had promised to give the world the Devil Sword, the origin of Saint Ascension and the Saint Origin Crystal, as well as countless treasures.

However, Bazhun’an only managed to fulfil the promise of the Devil Sword.

The power of the Dragon Pearl was depleted at the end, and the Red Coat Army led by Rao Yaoyao was eyeing the Abyss Island Rift.
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If the treasures were to emerge out of the Abyss Island Rift again, they would only end up belonging to the enemy.

Now that the plan was completed, why would Bazhun’an continue to fund the Holy Divine Palace out of his own pocket?

Bazhun’an stood on the land that no one was paying attention to.
He stared at the Abyss Island Rift in the distance for a long time.
It was as if he was looking at the nervous people in front of the rift through the endless space.

“Look, I’m here…”

Bazhun’an chuckled and shook his head.
He tapped on the space with his finger and turned around to leave.

Crack!

A tiny crack appeared in the space.

Then, the spatial crack spread into the sky like a butterfly, engulfing the entire void in an instant.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The sky in the Yunlun Mountain Range, Dongtianwang City, and even the land realm within a hundred thousand miles shattered like a mirror.
Faint light flickered in the darkness as if thousands of demon eyes had opened up in the sky!

Under the shocked gazes of countless spiritual cultivators, the supreme treasure that contained the power of the Holy Emperor passed through like a meteor shower.

The Seventy-Two Dragon Essence Array formed by the Red Coats was shattered in an instant.

The supreme treasure meteors smashed onto the faces of the spiritual cultivators.

At this moment, the Earth began to buzz and bubble!

“Damn! There really is a treasure.
Bazhun’an didn’t lie to us.
He really gave it to us for free!”

“Hurry up and get it.
This is the opportunity to become a saint.
This is an era that belongs to all the saints!”

“It’s fastest fingers first!”

“Kill!!!”

Rao Yaoyao looked at this natural disaster.
No, this was a man-made disaster.
She saw the Cang Godhood Sword trembling in her hand.
She was completely powerless to stop it.

The power of a demi-saint was still okay.

There were more treasures in this batch than the previous two waves combined.
Moreover, it contained the power of the Holy Emperor.
What could she do to stop it?

Dao Qiongcang had already left.
What could she do to stop this!

Rao Yaoyao lost her focus.
She tried her best to find the starting point of the spatial crack.

After a long while, she followed some of its traces and found the start.

However, when she looked into the distance, she saw that the place was empty.
There wasn’t even the slightest trace of anyone passing by.

At the same time, the ears of all the spiritual cultivators who were snatching the treasures began to ring with ethereal songs.

Everyone stopped snatching the treasures for a moment and listened attentively.
This was because it was like the low moans of the Spiritual Gods, full of temptation.

Rao yaoyao frowned.
She was also listening.
She could no longer figure out Bazhun’an’s intention.
She was afraid that this was another one of his schemes.

However, this time, what was transmitted to everyone was no longer a voice that had lethality.
Instead, it was a voice that was full of ridicule, as if it was mocking all living beings.

“I passed through the White Cave and conversed with the darkness…”

“I was a guest on Abyss Island and the Holy Emperor treated me with friendliness.”

“I went fishing in the Yunlun Mountains, giving you a chance to celebrate!”

After a pause, the voice became more melodious, ethereal, and unrestrained.

“I came from the west and flowed down the east with the current.”

“I watched the sages in the day and destroyed the ghosts in the night.”

“If the mayfly guesses my intention, the candles blow out in cold wind.”

“I drink the water of the world, but wake up with the immortals.”