I Am Loaded with Passive Skills-Chapter 3622 - 1765: Conch Binding Technique and the Elusive Barrier of Three Heavens; Heart Punishment Technique, Unpredictable Godhood (Part 3)

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Chapter 3622: Chapter 1765: Conch Binding Technique and the Elusive Barrier of Three Heavens; Heart Punishment Technique, Unpredictable Godhood (Part 3)

"From now on, no more!"

The Holy Emperor is naturally weak, yet becomes strong through delusion.

At this moment, as this roar exploded.

Feng Yujin seemed to regain the youthful passion, his head raised, with intentions reaching the sky:

"A grain of sand, does it dare shine?"

"Dao Qiongcang, it is not a new desire of mine to kill you!"

Sizzle!

The sound fell, and gray and white mist spread across the sky.

The entire Southern Region of the Land of Sin trembled, and in the void rose a figure clad in a white robe and crowned in gold.

The person stood aloft on a crane, eyes gleaming with light, capturing stars in one hand and covering the world with his palm, utterly arrogant.

As Holy Emperor Fengtian, Feng Yujin, conjured the visage of the Holy Emperor, he spat out Holy Emperor blood.

"Sacrifice!"

His tiger eyes glared.

Dao Qiongcang under the Conch Binding Technique couldn’t help but laugh.

After a meaningful smile, the light in his eyes vanished, and his form shattered on the spot:

"Feng Yujin, I will remember you."

"As well as your choice."

...

The Dao Imparting Mirror trembled.

Feng Zhongzui was so shaken by the last sinister smile of Hallmaster Dao that his soul almost cracked.

This eerie expression...

No!

It’s not important, what’s important is...

"Did Hallmaster Dao flee?"

The terrifying Dao Qiongcang is already hard to kill.

When Holy Emperor Fengtian made his choice, Hallmaster Dao immediately chose to sacrifice himself and escaped?

Being targeted afterward would be unbearable!

No, that’s not important either, after all, those are future concerns, the key issue now is...

"Where is the Cursed Yin Puppet?"

Feng Yujin seemed equally astounded by Dao Qiongcang’s decisiveness.

This form, to him, had extraordinary power, even imbued with the power of the ancestral source, likely requiring tremendous effort to refine.

Just abandoned like that?

Holy Emperor Fengtian didn’t know whether it was his poverty or Dao Qiongcang’s wildness, but he could distinguish the priorities.

Stand by the right side first.

Though he couldn’t contribute much in the future as before, he had to protect Xu Xiaoshou and Bazhun’an; otherwise, who would work for them in the future?

"The puppet!"

With Dao Qiongcang dead, Feng Yujin didn’t even think of pursuing.

After reasserting himself, he immediately captured the Cursed Yin Puppet about to hit the ground, barely settling.

Boom!

The Cursed Yin Puppet exploded.

The five regions froze for an instant.

Feng Yujin felt as though his head had split open.

"No—"

He cried out loud.

Is the Cursed Yin coming out?

But after the puppet exploded, only small stones fell through his fingers, with no ripple of spiritual source or Holy Power.

"A fake puppet!"

Feng Zhongzui saw something.

Holy Emperor Fengtian suddenly rose from hell to heaven, his mood like a rollercoaster.

Thank goodness, thank goodness...

It’s just a fake puppet; the Evil Yin Consciousness hasn’t been released; Xu Xiaoshou’s instructions were not in vain...

"Gah?"

Suddenly freezing, Feng Yujin stared blankly, raising his eyes to the distant sky, "Where’s the puppet?"

Indeed.

The fake one shattered.

Doesn’t that mean the real puppet was swapped out, now in Dao Qiongcang’s hands?

"Dao! Qiong! Cang!"

His mood like a rollercoaster, crashing back from heaven to hell, Feng Yujin almost exploded:

"Where do you think you’re going!"

"No escape to heaven, no refuge on earth; today, in these five regions, no one can escape my grasp!"

Behind Feng Yujin, the visage of the Holy Emperor moved, raising a hand to strike: "World prohibition..."

Thud!

A small stone, suddenly thrown from below, accurately hit Feng Yujin’s shoulder.

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Devoid of spiritual source.

Like a weaponless child’s throw.

"Hmm?"

Feng Yujin paused, looking down.

The Dao Imparting Mirror followed, revealing a delicate little girl standing on the sea, about six or seven years old, with chubby cheeks, looking very cute.

She pouted, saying angrily:

"Holy Emperor Fengtian, what are you doing?"

"Does Holy Emperor Fengtian intend to bully the weak, pursuing a demi-saint and destroying the five regions?"

Clearly, this was no ordinary little girl, for despite being unarmed and without a spiritual source, she stood on the South Underworld Sea!

"She is..." Feng Zhongzui swallowed hard, feeling overwhelmed, "Hallmaster Dao?"

Feng Yujin’s eyelids twitched, his eyes boiling with killing intent, yet the little girl seemed oblivious, exclaiming:

"Holy Emperor Fengtian, you are not in the Ancient War God Platform!"

"You plan to strike with full force to kill all cute little children like me on the continent?"

Capture!

Feng Yujin could no longer bear it.

He reached out and grabbed the little girl, clutching her head firmly.

"Ouch, it hurts."

The little girl’s head seemed to deform, causing the Five Domains Spectators distress, she said pitifully: "Holy Emperor Fengtian, do you want to kill a child?"

"Ah—ah—ah!!!"

Feng Yujin’s eyes were wide open with rage.

Smack!

He crushed the little brat’s head in one go.

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