High Martial World: I Gain Passive Skills Daily-Chapter 215 - 134: Fuck You! I’m Not Going! (Triple Combo)_3
"Swish!"
Han Shan’s sword was almost invisible, and in an instant, the Sword Qi had sliced across the entire land below.
This sword stroke, as casually as a light brushstroke in a painting, yet deeply profound.
"Crack..."
The sound of splitting rock came, and the Rouge River was divided in two.
The surrounding ruins, likewise, were instantly separated to both sides by this long, abyss-like rift.
The sword scar resembled a small canyon.
The divided building ruins neatly exposed several cross-sectional views, teetering on the edge of the cliff.
And the water in the Rouge River couldn’t help but fill into this fissure.
Originally spanning Flower Street, the Rouge River thus gained two tributaries, becoming a peculiar cross-shaped river.
Han Shan was blind, unable to see this scene.
Yet his expression turned solemn.
Because Chen Kuang remained in the river.
He neither dodged nor avoided!
However, at this moment, a gap appeared briefly in the center of the river.
This gap was artificially created, and uniquely, within this gap, the canyon did not exist, it was perfectly intact.
Therefore, this spot was rather raised compared to the surroundings, like a high platform in the center of the river.
Chen Kuang stood upon that high platform,
His two fingers joined, forming a sword finger, pointing at the sky.
And just moments ago, as Han Shan struck, he too traced the sky with his sword finger.
Chen Kuang also had a sword.
His sword was in his mind, at the tip of his finger.
Divine Power - "Carve the River into Land"!
This Divine Power from the mermen was infused with Chen Kuang’s swordsmanship.
In an instant, Chen Kuang’s sword divided Han Shan’s Sword Qi, severing it!
Though it was only a small gap, it was already enough.
Chen Kuang laughed, a smile devoid of warmth.
His eyes were icy cold.
Chen Kuang whispered, "Tell that damn Prince—"
Spitting out each word, he shouted coldly, "Screw you! I’m not going!"
Passively, "Helpless to comply" takes effect.
As he spoke, he purposefully used Divine Sense to transmit his voice, ensuring it could clearly reach the ears of the two facing him.
Let them hear it distinctly.
Han Shan and Tong Shi’s expressions twisted instantly, having been trained as Death Warriors since childhood, whether it’s their life, their cultivation, or their dignity, they can disregard all.
But solely for their master, it is absolutely unpermissible to be insulted!
Thus, they were enraged.
"Boom..."
Sword Qi and fist power swept in overwhelming waves, carrying the momentum of thunder, frost spanning a thousand miles unfurled instantly, as lion roars echoed, forest winds whispered, wild beasts charged headlong at everything before them, devastating all.
But Chen Kuang was indifferent.
Today, inside him, there was a simmering rage.
This rage blocked his chest, and it had to be released.
Chen Kuang knew, with passive effect, he would absolutely not be taken to the Prince’s Mansion.
But there were indeed two possibilities for realization.
One, he died.
Two, he escaped.
All odds lay between the mysterious balance of life and death.
Chen Kuang was gambling.
He gambled that the Celestial Dao would mend karma in a strange way, and he believed his survival odds were greater.
...
In the gap.
In the vastly different illusory world.
The influx of three hundred and seventy-two portions of evil karma turned this desolate world bustling in an instant.
Not only the entire Flower Street and surrounding buildings but also the other places these people’s obsessions transformed, connected with each other, forming a new, strange world running with its own logic.
Chen Kuang stood on high, silent.
These were all his evil karma, as it turned out this was the true "evil karma," those he killed, those who died because of him, were his "evil karma."
Just a wrong choice could lead to hundreds of portions of evil karma.
Chen Kuang had no doubts, because according to the logic of good and evil karma generation, as long as cause and effect were close enough, it would be counted on his head.
Earlier, it was precisely his decision to speak out in Xuni Pavilion that led to the direct action of the Prince’s Mansion Death Warriors.
Chen Kuang had no objections to bearing this evil karma, yet he also knew very well...if this was not returned, he might dream of this matter in the future.
Though he scarcely sleeps these days...
"Young lad, want to buy flowers?"
Below, suddenly came an elderly voice.
Chen Kuang looked down, seeing a cheerfully smiling elderly flower seller.
The old woman was nearly seventy, hair white, neatly tied back, forming a simple bun, with a white flower pinned at her temple, wearing simple patched clothes, yet meticulously clean and tidy.
She carried a flower basket, and in the woven bamboo basket, various flowers were placed. Bright and beautiful.
This is Granny Hua.
From Wu Man’s evil karma obsession transformed into Ping’an Town’s flower-selling old woman.
Also those Chen Kuang sensed, several Grandmaster level demons in Ping’an Town.
Recently, Chen Kuang tried to interact with Wu Man and them, but seemingly due to their illusionary nature, their minds are actually restricted to a certain extent, like NPCs in games only issuing tasks and fixed dialogues, completely unlike people who can act freely.
If Chen Kuang approached them, they would react accordingly, but if he tried to delve deeper, they would display resistance, and then respond off-topic.
