I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3669: Chapter 1786: Sword Demon

"The Ghost Sword Immortal, has he been slain?!" 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

On the Golden Apricot’s transmission screen, millions of spectators personally witnessed Lord Shou’s first sword strike upon his return, cutting down Hua Changdeng.

Now, the situation cannot be contained anymore.

In the five regions, news spread swiftly, stirring up heated discussions.

After half a year of silence, the continent returned to its former quiet life.

The most that would happen were occasional power struggles erupting here and there, leading to battles for the Sovereign, which could be considered as great chaos.

Not to mention, during these six months, there were no overt or covert confrontations of the utmost of the current era like those involving the Holy Divine Palace or the Saint Servants, and even the Higher Void seldom made an appearance.

Thus, with two Higher Void level guards by the matchmaker’s side, they could attract the attention of millions, adding a bit of flavor to the tranquil life.

As for the Five Domains Demi-Saints...

Ever since Xu Ai’s great battle, the demi-saints have been living in fear, no longer daring to show their faces.

Everyone knows that to ordinary people, Saints are celestial beings, an insurmountable peak.

But after the Ghost Buddha anomaly, anyone who showed the slightest prominence became a target, manipulated by those in higher positions.

Dying, without even knowing how it happened!

Yet, after this half-year of peace, Lord Shou reappeared, delivering a thunderous sword strike out of the blue, cutting down a will of Holy Emperor Hua Changdeng, the only remaining Seven Sword Deity from the previous generation...

Just one sword?

Just one will?

"No!"

Anyone with keen eyes could see that the calm before the storm is now a thing of the past.

Is Lord Shou a person who abides by peace?

"Definitely not!"

This sword is not the end, but a beginning.

The thunder planted during the Ghost Buddha anomaly half a year ago may well be detonated by Lord Shou today, one sword to stir the tide, pushing the great forces from stillness to a turbulent state.

"Quick, quick, gather, all of you, gather!"

"Matchmaker, focus on the matchmaker! This woman is truly fierce, how did she catch Lord Shou, just keep your eyes on her, and you’ll keep an eye on Lord Shou!"

"Feng Zhongzui is finished. We were hoping to see Emperor Zhongzui catching up with Lord Shou’s pace. It’s been so boring watching the Sword Testing Platform competitions these past six months, not a single Sword Deity battle, people have gotten sick of watching, it’s all pointless skirmishes..."

"Is this the Central Yuan world? I want to watch it live, I’m heading over now!"

"Brother, you’re strong, if the matchmaker dies, you’ll be responsible for opening a transmission screen for everyone, how about leaving your name?"

"Ghost Buddha is my dad, I’m called ’Ghost Buddha is my dad’."

"Give me some attention too, I’m also in the Ghost Buddha Realm, heading to the Central Yuan side now, I’m called ’Wave Buddha Emperor’."

"Matchmaker, hang in there, thirteen million apricots, you’ve surpassed Emperor Zhongzui, from now on we’ll call you ’Empress’!"

"..."

They’re all crazy, completely crazy!

When the final frame on the Golden Apricot screen froze on Lord Shou’s perfect profile after sheathing his sword, the matchmaker really wished to take another look, but unfortunately was forced to turn off the comment visibility.

She couldn’t see the road anymore.

The screen was filled with "Lord Shou," filled with "Invincible"!

This terrifying number of spectator apricots far exceeded the matchmaker’s expectations, truly extraordinary.

The matchmaker knew Lord Shou had great pulling power.

She didn’t expect Lord Shou’s influence to be so strong, just making an appearance, one sword strike, brought spectators from all over the five regions swarming in.

This number even just included those with Golden Apricots, able to observe and comment.

Those who couldn’t buy a Golden Apricot, or were hesitating whether to buy one, probably were like ants on a hot pan, wanting to watch but unable to?

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Around the Stele of the Central Yuan world, the sound of piercing winds continuously echoed.

Among the Golden Apricot comments, a few actually timid ones, there was no lack of experiencers in the Ghost Buddha Realm seeking progress, attracted by the sensation rushing over.

Turning her head, the matchmaker saw hundreds of figures already descending from afar.

Some carried swords, towers, shields...

"Impressive!"

"That sword, my goodness!"

"Is this really Lord Shou? He’s evolved again!"

Regardless of whether they are ancient swordsmen, these folks coming to witness in person were fully armed, holding various jade talismans and magic pearls, with faces blazing with passion.

But...

It’s useless!

How dare you come over?

Only because Lord Shou contained the Force of his sword, if the aftershock truly erupted, even the demi-saints wouldn’t survive, do people really not fear death anymore?

The matchmaker feared death.

Retreating while shouting on the Golden Apricot screen:

"Inviting Higher Void guards, long-term validity, spirit gem negotiable, as long as the matchmaker’s life is preserved, she’ll keep transmitting paths for you..."

How can the Higher Void protect herself?

The Higher Void couldn’t even take a single sword from the White-faced Ghost, let alone withstand the residual shockwaves from the battle between the Ghost Sword Immortal and Lord Shou?

Recovering her senses, the matchmaker’s gaze turned to the distant cassia carriage, her eyes lighting up.

She rushed forward, finding the coachman, Old Man Li: "Senior, may the matchmaker stay near the carriage?"

The cassia carriage housed Lord Shou, even if the coachman wasn’t a great power, at least Lord Shou wouldn’t let him die.

To her, the Ghost Buddha Realm currently felt like a land full of peril, but as long as she followed this carriage, she could definitely survive!

Aboard the carriage, Li Fugui, meticulous as ever, easily saw through the matchmaker’s little schemes, but he just smiled: "Old man I can’t protect you."

"The matchmaker only wants to stay here, not get on the carriage." The matchmaker looked pitiful.

Li Fugui remained unmoved; beauty tactics were ineffective on him. He pointed somewhere with his hand, "Rather than waiting to die by my side, I could show you a bright path, look there..."

The matchmaker looked in the direction he pointed.

By now, on the outer edges of the battlefield, hundreds of figures stood.

Where Old Man Li was pointing, was a small hill with two Elders standing on top, one of whom the matchmaker found very familiar.