I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 4005: Chapter 1908: Patriarch Hua (Part 2)

Black robe, black clothes, black hair, black eyes.

His body stiffened, like a corpse.

His eyes were devoid of spirit, all brilliance vanished.

His spirit and intent reborn in the silence of death, in the cycle of the tribulation thunder, ascended as points of light, gathering atop the old carcass, blossoming into dazzling radiance, undergoing the baptism of the path, undergoing ultimate sublimation!

The remnants left in the void, however, were not without value, existing between demi-saint and demigod; every strand of hair, every muscle texture, contained the true essence of the Great Path, a rare worldly treasure.

"Divine Shedding!"

Once companions in the Seven Sword Deities.

Hua Changdeng, right in front, shed the legendary Divine Shedding. What kind of feeling is that?

Gou Wuyue found it indescribable.

His expression was extremely complex.

The Divine Shedding, before Godhood-Sealing and Ancestor, Feather Ascension Heavenly Realm, it shed all traces of the earthly path, containing the power of reaching the final-stage from mortal to saint.

It symbolizes an extreme.

When the Divine Shedding appears, it signifies that the cultivator has completed the final "breaking of the cocoon" on the path, earning the title "Ancestral God."

He, she, it, is no longer referenced, but should be referred to as "It."

"Hua Changdeng, succeeded in sealing as an Ancestor!"

Even though it was anticipated, with the aid of such vast Aura of the God of Death, and assistance from the divine palace Yin Cao, combined with formidable innate talent and ability.

The path of Hua Changdeng’s Godhood-Sealing and Ancestor had almost zero failure possibility.

When actually witnessing the birth of an "Ancestral God" right in front, not only Gou Wuyue, but all in the five regions, felt their hearts churn with tumultuous waves under the Ancestral God’s pressure.

Long live experience!

The first Ancestral God of the Spiritual Cultivation Era, sealed successfully!

Still accomplished before the end of the Ancestral God Destruction tribulation, before the baptism power arrived, seizing the path of Ghost Ancestor’s essence, attaining Ancestral God prematurely—an awe-inspiring strength!

"The long night has finally ushered in the dawn, congratulations Brother Hua... oh no, Ancestor Hua."

Under the thunderous roar, Bazhun’an, dressed in white, also stood firm in the void, unfazed by the Ancestral God’s pressure.

He cupped his hands in respect toward the radiance on the Divine Shedding, with only admiration in his eyes, void of any jealousy.

"Ancestor Hua!"

Until Bazhun’an’s voice appeared, the cultivators slowly recovering under the first wave of Ancestral God’s pressure in the five regions confirmed this wasn’t a dream.

"Did Hua Changdeng truly achieve the Ancestral God Realm?"

"From this moment, he... or It is no longer just Sword Deity Hua, Holy Emperor Hua, but has to be listed among the Ten Ancestors, on par with Demon Ancestor, Medicine Ancestor?"

"Oh my heavens, witnessing history, throughout epochs and times of Shen Shen Continent, only ten Ancestral Gods emerged, and I’m fortunate to witness the sealing of one?"

"The tribulation thunder isn’t over yet..."

"Heard after sealing as Ancestral God, the next step is Feather Ascension Heavenly Realm. But Lord Shou mentioned once the heavenly realm collapses, becoming Divine Relics, what path will Hua... Ancestor Hua take?"

"He won’t ascend to the Divine Relics will he? That place doesn’t seem superior, or, with the path to ascension severed, does Ancestor Hua count as only half an Ancestral God, failing to attain ’supreme’ truly?"

"Right, It doesn’t possess the Ancestral God Fate Chart, It’s indeed only half, holding Ancestral God combat strength without an Ancestral God ’position,’ unworthy of the Ten Ancestors."

"But Cursed Yin isn’t among the Ten Ancestors either..."

"Cursed Yin consumed Ancestor of Sorcery, It’s deemed to have the Ancestral God Fate Chart. Will Ancestor Hua, after a period of sealing as Ancestral God, fall back to Holy Emperor?"

The five regions erupted with heated discussion, everyone voicing their opinions.

In the Spiritual Cultivation world, Lord Shou and Bazhun’an became matters of the past; the current era belongs to Ancestor Hua.

He might even rename Shengshen Continent, maybe to Hua Shen Continent? Yunshan Continent? Then commence a new epoch...

"Are we done with spiritual cultivation then, everybody used to give up the sword and command ghosts?"

"Sizzle, truly you have a way, but saying so, it indeed doesn’t feel complete; and in reality, Ancestor Hua’s sealing as Ancestral seems not the end but the beginning."

"There are external threats from Demon Ancestor eyeing the tiger, and Bazhun’an isn’t idle either. You saw Bazhun’an didn’t kneel just now, he must have Godhood-Sealing and Ancestor’s power and means; a storm is brewing!"

"It’s over, will they truly intend to blow Shengshen Continent apart? Thankfully, I bought land in the Apricot Realm ahead of time..."

Rumble!

Amidst the public uproar, the Ancestral God Destruction tribulation failed to inflict even a bit of damage after Hua Changdeng’s sealing as Ancestral God.

And when the last tribulation thunder descended, with the baptism complete, Nine Heavens’ radiance dissipated, and blessed rain fell over the five regions.

Withered trees revived, flowers adorned richly.

With the emergence of the new Ancestral God, it nourished the continent, imbuing it with new vitality.

Almost half the people in the Spiritual Cultivators, as if touched by an immortal, found themselves enlightened, breaking through numerous barriers.

Upon awakening and looking toward Lingyu, the Divine Shedding of Hua Changdeng had been taken away. With the calamity cloud and radiance dissipated in the void, the magnificent imagery of the Ancestral God was displayed.

Above the gushing River of Oblivion, stood the Other Shore Bridge leading to reincarnation, though part of the authority wasn’t fully grasped, the natural light and shadow seemed dim.

Yet an imposing Hundred Ghosts Altar towered on the bridge. Its power intensely solid; among the myriad shadows, only the central black-robed figure exhibited the greatest pressure.

It stood tall and still, with three shadowy ghost swords intertwined like vines, seemingly forged from fierce ghosts and spirits, humanoid form, with a solemn visage, eyes burning with will-o-wisps, and a cross-shaped red glow at its brow.

The cross red glow, like Mustard Seed containing Mount Sumeru, as if housing an entire Phantom City of ghosts, authority, power, bolstered by various forces, the imagery of the Ancestral God threatened all ages, not beneath the ancient Ten Ancestors.