I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3559: Chapter 1743: 1 Door Saint Xuan lying in chaos, 4 Tombs Mountain snow standing in purple clothes

"Holy Emperor!"

"Again, the Holy Emperor?"

From the direction of Four Tomb Mountain, a dragon roar suddenly echoed, accompanied by the pressure of a Holy Emperor.

This shocked everyone!

Is the Semi-Holy not sufficient anymore?

Usually, one doesn’t see a Holy Emperor, is today such a special day that they all come out to bask in the sun?

"Dragon roar..."

When Feng Zhongzui turned the Dao Imparting Mirror, the distance was too far to capture anything.

The disciples of the Feng family quickly rushed to the scene at Four Tomb Mountain.

Meanwhile, he received related information in his ear:

"Holy Palace, Shengxuan Gate..."

As is well known, the Holy Palace, being the continent’s highest institution, provides Semi-Holy level talents to the five regions, rarely involving itself in external affairs.

Its existence is essentially aligned with the original intention of the Holy Hall of Deity.

It’s to preserve the most primordial portion of the power left by the Holy Ancestor... which is half!

The Holy Hall of Deity does not openly acknowledge any Holy Emperor, but it is backed by the five great aristocratic families of the Holy Emperor.

Behind the Holy Palace, there has never been too much manipulation, but it also holds sway on the continent, for the Holy Palace inherently has Holy Emperors.

And there are two!

Still living on the Shengshen Continent!

Feng Zhongzui felt as if hearing this information for the first time, though he knew it well, and was inexplicably shocked:

"If I remember correctly..."

"Among the five veins of the Holy Palace, the Semi-Holy mainly supports Infernal Taking, Saint Guard, and Dharma Gathering, which is already enough to pacify the affairs among the five regions."

"Further above, the White Tower lineage guards the Shengxuan Gate of the Holy Palace, wherein lies the Holy Emperor White Dragon, possessing the primordial power of the Dragon Ancestor!"

"The leading vein, Spiritual Gods of the Holy Palace’s five veins, is headed by Holy Emperor Zi Chong, just like the Holy Hall of Deity, guarding the most primitive half of the power of the Holy Ancestor?"

Holy Emperor White Dragon!

Holy Emperor Zi Chong!

Honestly, before this, Feng Zhongzui had never even seen a picture or heard much about these two titles.

And when the Saint Servant activated the Melting Heavenly Ladder and Abyss Island appeared, the Holy Palace moved.

What does this represent?

If the four Holy Emperors of Abyss Island were born from humble origins, so much so that even "going home" was restricted, and they could only return in the form of thought incarnations.

The Holy Emperors of the Five Great Holy Emperor Family are on high altitudes, not participating in minor matters, while major affairs are intercepted, unable to provide timely aid.

These two Holy Emperors of the Holy Palace should be the regular troops residing on Shengshen Continent, being guardian spirits.

Indeed, as the world plunged into chaos, the Holy Palace, wanting to keep a low profile, inevitably had to come forward and state its stance.

Then, what is their stance?

At this point, Feng Zhongzui’s voice trembled slightly, like someone enjoying the spectacle:

"Is the Holy Palace also going to oppose the Saint Servant?"

...

"Senior White Dragon!"

Holy Palace, Shengxuan Gate.

Unlike the shabby replica of the Tianxuan Gate at Tiansang Spirit Palace, which relies on Vice Dean Ye Xiaotian’s spatial power to maintain the "gate" and the "passage between gate and realm."

The Shengxuan Gate is vast, towering into the clouds, capable of accommodating gigantic objects to pass through, embedded in the cliff face, forged entirely from white jade, with waterfalls as curtains, shrouded in mist.

A roaring waterfall cascades down, causing waves in the Holy Silver Pool below.

Ye Xiaotian stood in mid-air, shouting loudly:

"Senior White Dragon, this is just a war between the Holy Hall of Deity and the Saint Servant, I can assure you, they won’t affect our Holy Palace."

"So, you really don’t have to come forward!"

As soon as Abyss Island descended.

The dragon roar of Demonic Emperor Black Dragon surged.

Before the Semi-Holy of the other three veins on Four Tomb Mountain could react, Ye Xiaotian had teleported from a small cabin at Tiansang Spirit Palace to the Shengxuan Gate of the Holy Palace.

Spatial Upanishad?

A step ahead!

This step, Ye Xiaotian certainly wasn’t for the purpose of joining the war.

On the contrary, he wanted to plea a chance for Elder Sang, plea a span of time for Xu Xiaoshou.

With his upper-level management perspective from overseeing a Tiansang Spirit Palace, Ye Xiaotian also gauged the situation of the five regions battles:

"Elder Yu, crowned Holy Emperor, Kun Peng first emerged at sea, the stairway is occupied by the frail, leading to months of fierce battle, uncertain when victory will be achieved."

"The five great aristocratic families of Holy Emperor are too occupied to assist, Saint Servant took advantage to seize control over the continent, apparently premeditated long ago."

"Yet I know Elder Sang, and I know Bazhun’an, neither of them are mindless killers, their ambition is not to gain ’fairness,’ but to acquire a voice."

"At this moment, if you intervene in the battlefield, it could disrupt the balance, becoming a prime target, the most lethal weapon for others to utilize in mutual slaughter... it’s not worth it!"

Ye Xiaotian spoke with heartfelt sincerity, squeezing out a few tears, genuine tears!

On one hand, he worried about Sang Qiye, Xu Xiaoshou.

On the other hand, his achievements credited partly to Senior White Dragon’s indispensable efforts.

Without White Dragon’s intervention at that time, he would have been slain by Wangze Holy Emperor at the gates of the Holy Palace.

On one hand, it’s his flesh, and on the other, his blood.

How can they fight?

Their battles, doesn’t it complete those people who happen to be stuck on the stairway?

"Rustle."

Snowflakes fell.

The Spatial Upanishad Semi-Holy didn’t detect this slight sound.

On a snow-covered Holy Silver Tree high on the cliff, suddenly appeared a little girl standing barefoot on the branches, looking like delicate porcelain.

She wore a Purple Patterned Gauze Garment, her skin dewy, with two purple hair buns at the back of her head, lightly tapping her lips with her finger.

At this moment, she was interestedly observing the white-haired Taoist below, who wasn’t much taller than herself, with her large purple eyes rotating, making humming noises as she thought:

"Ye Xiaotian..."

The little purple girl’s muttering didn’t draw Ye Xiaotian’s attention.

Instead, behind the waterfall, the Shengxuan Gate suddenly surged with power, stirring the waves, and a massive jade white dragon head emerged from it:

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