I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 2422: The Holy Emperor Closes the Door (3)

What Xu Xiaoshou once feared the most—the Force of Exile—was now unhesitatingly unleashed upon Bei Huai.

The space, path principles, and elements surrounding Bei Huai shattered in unison under this impact.

His soul body found itself within the Four Symbols Secret Realm, yet simultaneously exiled beyond this small world, separated like yin and yang.

“Hah.”

But to this…

Bei Huai laughed!

It was a laugh of pure mockery.

He discerned Xu Xiaoshou’s intent—to prevent his escape.

But…

Was he serious?

He never harbored thoughts of retreat, even in the face of a Holy Emperor.

For the likes of Xu Xiaoshou, who managed to freeze time and take the initiative, to resort to “exile”?

What was he after?

Did he have another trick up his sleeve, capable of shattering Bei Huai’s exiled thought incarnation of a Holy Emperor?

“Are you kidding me?”

Bei Huai’s soul body merely lifted a hand.

At the peak of the exiled space, a gigantic divine Hand of the Divine Soul once again condensed.

That colossal hand, upon its appearance, threatened to burst Xu Xiaoshou’s power, shattering the entire exiled space.

But Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t tolerate it.

“Time, freeze!”

He wielded the Time Ancestor Shadow Staff, raising it high above his head once more.

At that moment, the gears of time ceased to turn, freezing Bei Huai’s movements.

“Tickling?”

Though his actions paused, his thoughts did not, and a hint of irritation arose.

Clearly just a weak ant, yet leveraging powers not his own, buzzing around like an indestructible mosquito.

Who wouldn’t detest that?

No matter how well controlled, without output, what use was it?

Could it be that this person’s return was solely to nauseate the Holy Emperor with such annoying tactics, even if he was unable to kill him?

“Break…”

Bei Huai’s soul body hadn’t even finished uttering the word.

The time freeze was broken, but Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes opened wide:

“Heart Sword Technique, Demons Under Eyes!”

Bei Huai could effortlessly counter this old trick with an old technique.

But Xu Xiaoshou didn’t stop his control; his eyes sparkled:

“Soul Reading!”

Buzz!

Bei Huai’s soul body trembled.

Yet, Xu Xiaoshou didn’t dare to read him. After delivering control and nauseating him, he hastily interrupted the move.

Then, he raised his gaze again.

“Soul Reading!”

Bei Huai opened his mouth and spat out a miniature version of himself, once again subjected to the force of control.

A surge of irritation flooded his mind!

“You’re so annoying…”

But before the word “annoying” could fully leave his lips, Xu Xiaoshou employed the same tactic again:

“Soul Reading!”

Bei Huai spat out another small soul body, blocking the control, but his voice was also stifled.

“Cursed, Passive Points +1.”

Xu Xiaoshou swapped to the Spirit Dao Disc beneath his feet.

At that moment, he distinctly saw the divine soul of Bei Huai, which had remained motionless throughout, emitting a faint blue mist, like steam rising from boiling water.

He smiled.

Then he concealed his expression, replaced it with a cold gaze, and with a calm tone, he said slowly:

“Your soul is boiling~”

…

The Four Symbols Secret Realm shook violently.

It seemed as though the world was about to collapse.

All the spiritual cultivators immersed in the sea of emotions suddenly found themselves freed from it.

With tearful eyes, they looked towards the position near the Vermilion Bird Golden Tower, where a visible, towering soul body appeared like a giant.

Bei Huai was furious!

The soul body of the Holy Emperor’s thought incarnation, condensing all his power, manifested as something tangible, visible to mortals!

With absolute power, he aimed to break Xu Xiaoshou’s nauseating tricks.

“Break!”

This time, Bei Huai delivered a powerful strike with his manifested divine soul hand.

But Xu Xiaoshou voluntarily lifted the spatial exile. Bei Huai’s strike landed like a blow on cotton, leaving him thoroughly uncomfortable.

“Friend, you seem anxious~”

“Insect, have you finally given up struggling?!”

Bei Huai’s angry voice echoed far and wide.

Undoubtedly, Xu Xiaoshou, who had lost the power to restrain his enemy, couldn’t withstand even one strike from the Holy Emperor.

The only way out was to flee.

“No, I’m closing the door,” Xu Xiaoshou said with an unexpected smile.

“Closing the door?”

Bei Huai almost laughed out of anger.

That crude exile technique was broken with a flick of his hand.

“Since you want to close the door, let me show you what a ‘closed door’ means, where even the divine soul has nowhere to escape!”

“Soul Capturing Realm!”

Bei Huai’s soul body raised both hands.

Beyond the Four Symbols Secret Realm, enormous divine soul chains appeared, sealing off the small world in all directions, much like the sealing of the Apricot Realm.

Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t run!

He couldn’t take Greedy the Cat Spirit with him either!

Dao Qiongcang had said that Bazhun’an would never risk himself by appearing in a battle to save others, so from start to finish, everything was within his grasp. Xu Xiaoshou was now cornered…

Bei Huai knew this.

The only thing he didn’t understand was why, up to this moment, Xu Xiaoshou was still smiling, as if victory belonged to him, not Bei Huai.

Even the Power Upanishad Formation beneath his feet had transformed into a divine soul, eagerly staring at him.

“What are you laughing at?” Bei Huai regretted asking this question; he shouldn’t have initiated the conversation.

Xu Xiaoshou shrugged, and a golden throne materialized in the void.

He sat down and even crossed his legs, as if relaxing before death, leaning back against the throne’s backrest.

With one hand stroking the cat and the other picking out a frozen cylinder formed by the Three Days Frozen Calamity, he ignited it with infernal white flame…