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“How is that possible?” questioned the Sword. “Song Shuhang hasn’t achieved immortality, so how could he conjure up a Youyou?”

Yet, this bald, muscular Dark- skinned Song stood before everyone with a stern expression, exuding a strong presence that was far from any illusion.

White Dragon furrowed her brow. She sensed something amiss.

Pavilion Master Chu’s soft, droopy hair also stood on end, as if receiving a signal.

“Could it be because you just utilized the ‘pseudo-immortal body?” calmly speculated Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet.

Song Shuhang nodded in agreement. “Exactly.”

The conflict between the pseudo-immortal body and the ruler of the Netherworld tattoo Senior White Two had given him had caused this black Song to emerge from within him.

Had he canceled the pseudo-immortal body earlier, the conflict in his body might have dissipated, and Dark Song wouldn’t have appeared. But he chose to activate the three minutes of true grit mode and enter Senior White Two’s combat mode.

Under the stimulation of the ruler of the Netherworld’s martial arts, the Dark Song before them was eventually born.

“Is this really Song Youyou?” Soft Feather asked curiously.

“It’s definitely not the real Song Youyou,” Song Shuhang replied while eyeing the Dark Song before him. To be honest, Dark Song gave him the feeling that he was a little like the fat ball’s clone.

In terms of appearance, Dark Song resembled Song Shuhangs ‘true self,’ with a bald head and bulging muscles. But his dark skin resembled that of a demon’s heart, unlike Senior White Two and the three-eyed young man, who were also rulers of the Netherworld but didn’t turn black. “Can he speak?” Song Shuhang inquired, looking at Dark Song.

Dark Song remained stern-faced and silent.

“Doesn’t he have self-awareness?” Soft Feather asked.

“Let me appraise him and find out,” Song Shuhang said, extending his right hand toward Dark Song.

At that moment, Dark Song swiftly extended his left hand, mirroring Song Shuhangs action. Their movements were identical, with Song Shuhang using his right hand while Dark Song used his left.

It was like looking into a mirror.

Song Shuhangs right hand met Dark Songs left hand, akin to skilled martial artists matching their internal energy.

Snap!

The glove on Song Shuhang’s right hand contracted as he initiated the secret appraisal technique.

After paying the price for the appraisal, Song Shuhang’s misty body bore several wounds, and intense pain surged through his brain for 0.01 seconds.

Then, the appraisal information appeared in Song Shuhangs mind.

[Unnamed model: Temporary partial authority type pseudo ruler of the

Netherworld. Relies on Senior White Two’s authority as the ruler of the Netherworld. Will dissipate after the expiration of the ‘temporary authority as the ruler of the Netherworld.’ Main component: Senior White Two’s power as the ruler of the Netherworld. Secondary components: Pseudo-immortal body factor, Serene Ball Space Talent Authority, Heavenly Dao Ball’s remaining power, Cheng Lin’s power fragment, divine third eye power information…]

“The composition is indeed complex,” Song Shuhang remarked while rubbing his temples.

On the other side, Dark Song also rubbed his temples while wordlessly maintaining his stern expression.

“Did you ascertain any information?” inquired Sister White Dragon.

“Yes, it can be confirmed that Dark Song is a ‘temporary, partial authority’ fake ruler of the Netherworld. The main component is Senior White Two’s power, and the secondary component is very complicated, incorporating nearly all the enhancements on my body,” Song Shuhang explained.

“A fake ruler of the Netherworld?” Sister White Dragon gazed up at the sky, uncertain of how to describe it.

After a brief pause, Soft Feather ventured, “So, is this Senior Song Two?”

“If we were to rank him, he’d be Song Four. I still have a clone transcending the Ninth Stage with Senior Melon Eater, and a steel clone with the Celestial Thearch,” Song Shuhang disclosed, a tinge of sadness crossing his face.

“And this Song Four is temporary. Once Senior White Two wakes up and reclaims his authority as the ruler of the Netherworld, Song Four will vanish. He’s a special individual born from the authority of the ruler of the Netherworld,” Song Shuhang added.

“Does Song Four possess his own independent consciousness?” Sister White Dragon’s droopy fur swayed slightly.

“No, he doesn’t,” Song Shuhang regretfully shook his head.

After all, Song Four was a temporary counterfeit and didn’t possess independent consciousness.

On the other side, Song Four also shook his head expressionlessly. His actions mirrored his main body’s movements entirely.

“However, I should be able to control Song Four’s movements,” Song Shuhang asserted.

After all, he was a man who had once possessed Song Two and Song Three, so he was very experienced in controlling clones. Song Shuhang had already mastered multitasking.

With that said, he split his mental power, using a portion to control Song Four.

“Senior Song, care to try dancing?” Soft Feather suddenly suggested.

In the next moment, the expressionless Song Four suddenly performed a split on the spot and formed a perfect split.

Sister White Dragon was speechless.

Pavilion Master Chu was dumbfounded.

“Soft Feather, let’s not play around. I haven’t controlled my clone in a while, so I’m not used to it. As soon as I heard your command, I instinctively split,” Song Shuhang awkwardly waved his hand.

A few minutes later.

Song Shuhangs main body was ready to take Soft Feather back to Spirit Butterfly Island and send Papa Song and Mama Song back to the scholarly faction.

Meanwhile, the dark Song Four remained in the Netherworld Realm, managing the realm on Song Shuhangs behalf, pacifying the demons, and thwarting the Limitless Demon Sect’s plans.

“Then, I’ll be leaving first,” Song Shuhang opened the passage between the world of the black lotus and the Inner World and waved his hand behind him.

Sister White Dragon gently held Sixteen and waved her claws at Song

Shuhang.

Pavilion Master Chu’s hair rooted on Song Four’s bald head, gently swaying. Soft Feather and Song Shuhang’s main body disappeared into the passage and transferred to Wenzhou City through the Inner World.

Meanwhile, Song Four also began to get busy.

Under Song Shuhangs remote control, Song Four reached out and gently swiped across Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet’s body to open the interface of the ruler of the Netherworld.

“First, I need to observe the situation of the Netherworld,” Song Shuhang thought to himself.

Song Four’s finger lightly tapped on the monitoring function.

This function allowed him to instantly grasp the information of every corner of the Netherworld Realm. Due to the limitations of Song Shuhangs realm, he could only use it ten times a day.

With a light tap, the current situation of the Netherworld Realm was instantly projected into Song Shuhangs mind.

At the same time, Senior Three-Eyed, who was on the Throne of Wealth, was suddenly stunned. In his consciousness, he suddenly received the current situation of the Netherworld Realm! This was the first time he had received such a message since he had retired from his position as the ruler of the Netherworld.

The Ball Shuhang clone on Mars also trembled slightly.

Striped Dragon Two’s beard shook as he was frying tea, and the Immortal Tea leaves were destroyed..

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