I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 4207: Chapter 1976: Watching the Flames

"Extraction and Possession?"

Upon seeing this technique, Medicine Ancestor felt a chill in his heart.

He was unsure whether this was truly the intention of Cursed Yin or if something else was intermingled within.

This technique is renowned as the foremost among possession arts and the greatest among path-robbing arts. Once invoked, it is irreversible, a technique that places one in a desperate situation only to be reborn.

Its first prerequisite is the necessity to abandon the self!

As long as it succeeds, the sacrificed self can return through possession and also gain the body and power of the possessed. It’s like trading one for two, a huge gain.

But if it fails, death is certain.

Even if there are complications during the process, since the caster has already abandoned the self before performing the technique, it cannot be retrieved.

Therefore, only success is permitted, not failure!

At least, without a ninety percent assurance, given Medicine Ancestor’s impression of Cursed Yin, he wouldn’t perform such a technique.

"My own path and Cursed Yin’s path clearly have nothing in common..."

Life, reincarnation, truly have no connection with magic techniques.

At most, Cursed Yin may ambitiously try to encompass life and reincarnation within magic arts, but it’s too exhausting mentally.

The Twin Rivers of the Great Dao, how could anyone merge them into their own great path with just one fanciful idea?

Therefore, Medicine Ancestor had considered "possession" earlier but dismissed it immediately.

To him, it seemed too absurd.

Cursed Yin had no chance of winning, and robbing paths was not congruent; it was the worst choice.

Yet now the situation has evolved toward this direction.

Medicine Ancestor, skilled in planning, immediately wondered if Cursed Yin was no longer Cursed Yin, possibly under someone else’s control?

But who in the world could put a leash on Cursed Yin, besides himself and Demon Ancestor?

No one!

If someone claimed Dao Qiongcang or Bei Huai stood behind Cursed Yin, it would be laughable—Dao as a mud ball is incomparable to Cursed Yin as a towering mountain!

No matter how suspicious or peculiar, Cursed Yin indeed took a hard blow from him and still invoked this technique.

Medicine Ancestor couldn’t figure out the answer, yet it didn’t stop him from immediately retreating.

Retreating from the Ghost Buddha Realm to the far west of the Central Region, and further to the Western Desert, where the purple lines of Extraction pursued relentlessly like a meteor shower.

"Branding..."

Medicine Ancestor immediately realized the key, finding the mark of the Extraction and Possession technique on his palm.

Yet even with the power of Twin Rivers of the Great Dao, this branding exhausts the peak power of Cursed Yin’s Reverse Prohibition Reincarnation.

No fight?

Just bear the imprint?

This truly wasn’t Cursed Yin’s style; there was something fishy!

But being caught in this path, let alone in the heat of battle, Medicine Ancestor couldn’t remove the marking in a short time.

Even given ample time, it would take at least ten days to half a month to completely erase the branding.

A brief test to gauge strength was enough.

Even Medicine Ancestor had to admit that a centipede dies but never falls apart easily.

"Ha!"

Medicine Ancestor stood firm in the Western Desert, eyes closed, no longer retreating, and coldly remarked:

"Then I’ll give you a chance!"

The Rivers of Life and Reincarnation unfolded in a cross pattern, bringing trickling streams to the arid desert.

Life immediately flourished everywhere; the barren desert spat out new blooms for the first time, filled with vibrant flora.

The desert trembled abruptly, the power of the rivers curling upwards, closing like a bud and converging to enclose Medicine Ancestor at its center.

"Mournful!"

The divine palace’s mourning immediately suppressed the Western Desert.

After arranging his defenses, Medicine Ancestor shielded his body, then focused his mind, sinking his consciousness into the Mud Ball Palace, activating the Life Network Map, intending to battle with himself as the arena, to swallow the Cursed Yin technique that came willingly.

Indeed!

Cursed Yin wanted to possess Medicine Ancestor, but Medicine Ancestor also coveted Cursed Techniques.

Contrary to the weakened Cursed Yin, Medicine Ancestor had ample time to advance this path to its pinnacle, boosting his combat strength infinitely toward the "Three Rivers."

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle!"

Purple meteor showers streaked across the sky, vanishing in a flash.

The five regions watched the battlefield, clearly seeing countless purple streams penetrating the defensive power of the Twin Rivers and the divine palace’s mourning, invading Medicine Ancestor’s void-like consciousness as if it were uninhabited.

Medicine Ancestor Shennong Hundred Herb slowly closed his eyes.

He knew that when he reopened his eyes, there would no longer be Cursed Techniques among the Ten Ancestors, replaced by... the Three Rivers of the Great Dao: Shennong Hundred Herb!

Consciousness withdrew.

Yet even Medicine Ancestor himself didn’t realize.

While he was fully focused on dealing with Cursed Yin, the branding of Cursed Yin hand formation on his palm, seemed to make a mistake?

In a fleeting moment, it transformed into a "囧" pattern, then in a moment into a "handshake" pattern.

The transformation was lightning fast, unnoticed by anyone.

Upon return, it was still the Cursed Yin hand formation branding.

As if this branding with all of the utmost power of Cursed Yin couldn’t possibly harbor any other’s leftover means.

Even if there were, that "person" wouldn’t be two.

...

"Such a powerful technique!"

At Cross Corner Street, Xu Xiaoshou was still secretly learning.

Armed with the Technique Dao Disc, he was, apart from Medicine Ancestor, almost one of the very few in the world who could see the decisiveness of Cursed Yin’s technique.

In the eyes of outsiders, after Cursed Yin cast the spell, Medicine Ancestor took root in the Western Desert, calmly responding, no longer making any moves.

The most apparent yet superficial manifestation was Medicine Ancestor’s sudden demonic transformation, as if someone had forcibly taken over a territory.

One-third represented life, one-third reincarnation.

The remaining power was the newly incorporated Cursed Yin evil energy, that purple force filled with strange aura.

"Hurry, hurry, why haven’t you gone in to see yet?"