I Am Loaded with Passive Skills-Chapter 3478 - 1715: The ancestral trees’ worldly fate now changes me, the path lies among people with care 8_3

"Lord Li, come out for a moment!"

...

Unlike the widespread panic in the five regions.

In the Southern Region, Ai Cangsheng held the Evil Sin Bow high, with the Arrow of Evil God poised but not released.

Others were frozen in their places.

Clearly, they had not yet recovered from the battle.

"I was played..."

Ai Cangsheng's battle consciousness was high.

When he saw the phantom of God Worship Willow Tree appear beyond the sky, he actually realized it already.

The fact is, even though God Worship Willow Tree descended from the Divine Relics, it was still recovering from severe injuries, not the god slayer Ran Ming itself.

It could only guide Zhu Yike away.

But it couldn't guide Ai Cangsheng who was immobilized.

Yet Ai Cangsheng was strongly controlled like this, not by external forces, but by himself.

"I was played by Xu Xiaoshou!"

At Xu Xiaoshou's remark of "nothing happened," Ai Cangsheng's heart was in turmoil.

He had been to the Divine Relics and remembered everything that happened there, sensing the Path Principles level.

Super Taoization limit!

The Divine Relics, a great opportunity where even the Ten High Nobles could gain some improvement.

Ai Cangsheng never thought that the orders from Dao Xuanji to urge him back to the Shengshen Continent would lead to this moment.

He didn't stay long enough at the Divine Relics to comprehend the Path of Guiding.

At Shengshen Continent, he was played by the Ancestral Trees, God Worship Willow Tree, through Ran Ming's Path of Guiding in the Divine Relics.

The cooked Zhu Yike, had flown away?

"Ha..."

Ai Cangsheng put down the Evil Sin Bow, curled the corner of his mouth, and let out a mocking smile.

Insulted, betrayed, trapped, and foolish... Ai Cangsheng was angered by himself into laughter.

Clearly, it was a trap he set.

Xu Xiaoshou had also succeeded in entering the Dead Sea.

But in the Dead Sea, seemingly passive, in fact, under Xu Xiaoshou's various manipulations, the one isolated became himself?

The Dead Sea, the Dead Sea was useless.

The Ancestral Trees, the Ancestral Trees defected.

"Primordial Beast" insulted him, telling him to sit at the east and he'd be at the east, to run south and he'd be heading south, like an exhausted dog, needing to rest and gasp wherever he went.

Indeed, it was exactly like that!

What Xu Xiaoshou said was not wrong at all!

How is this any different from being led by the nose?

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Ai Cangsheng thought he hadn't underestimated this young opponent.

Reflecting on past events now, from the moment Xu Xiaoshou returned from the Divine Relics and brazenly ascended the sacred mountain.

He realized that even though he hadn't underestimated Xu Xiaoshou, he had overestimated himself!

To be precise, he had overestimated his own schemes!

If equating Xu Xiaoshou with Dao Qiongcang, what he was doing now was pursuing the unimportant while ignoring the essence—not fighting, but scheming?

So, the most straightforward and crude way to deal with people like Dao Qiongcang, what is it?

The average person might answer with silence.

Ai Cangsheng's answer was always just one word:

"Fight!"

Yes, from the beginning, his judgment was correct.

The only resolution against Xu Xiaoshou was "fight"!

But somewhere along the way, his direction became skewed.

Perhaps due to the life-and-death matters of the Southern Region Spiritual Cultivators, or maybe other reasons, he had too many concerns and finally absurdly even adopted Elder Yu's "Plan Sixteen"...

Who was Elder Yu?

Elder Yu was just a salted fish!

How could he have adopted Elder Yu's salted fish strategy, thinking he could reach the end and achieve his initial goal!

In the minds of Xu Xiaoshou, Dao Qiongcang, and others like them, doesn't this equate to giving them what they most desire, time?

Time, in the hands of ordinary people, is intangible and uncontrollable, merely wasted.

In their hands, it is a currency enough to trade for the world!

"Fight!"

Ai Cangsheng finally found himself again, glanced coldly to his side, "Return to the Central Region!"

No more delays.

If delayed any longer, even if he could now surpass Xu Xiaoshou, in the end, he would be undone by the variables they created, ending in defeat and destruction.

How did Yan Wuse die?

Delayed to death!

How did Senior Rao Yaoyao die?

Delayed to death!

Each time someone fell in the Council of Ten, Dao Qiongcang would convene a meeting to review, clearly elucidating the root of it all, and Ai Cangsheng had benefitted from it.

These people failed to distinguish the main from the secondary at the beginning, leading to a waste of time and ultimately perishing.

But when it happened to him...

Ai Cangsheng found it was as if an invisible giant hand was manipulating the course of events.

Even he himself was blinded, stepping onto this irretrievable path—being delayed into complete defeat!

"Zhong Yuanzi!"

A loud shout.

Elemental Divine Envoy Zhong Yuanzi dared not hide any longer, swished to appear at the side, but cried:

"No!"

"Lord Cang Sheng, truly no!"

"Since it has come to this step, why endure before but not after?"

"If Xu Xiaoshou wants to humiliate us like this, let him. As long as he reaches the tenth level of the Dead Sea, as long as Sleeveless returns..."

Zhong Yuanzi gestured wildly, "The tide of offense and defense will change! Change!"

But would Ai Cangsheng listen to persuasion?

His temperament was even more stubborn than the ancient swordsman!

Zhong Yuanzi couldn't comprehend the situation, and he couldn't be bothered to explain, knowing that a reckless might overcome a wise man, wanting only to cast aside all reasoning that would ensnare him.

He decisively waved his hand: "Return to the Central Region!"

"Return, why return?"

From afar, a soft laugh was heard.

Zhong Yuanzi, with tears forming, still wanted to persuade more, but hearing the familiar voice, his body trembled suddenly, and he turned around with a swish.

The Dao Imparting Mirror rustled, and the image was completely blurred.

From behind the mirror, a tall figure in a Star Pattern Robe walked forward.