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Senior White’s main body still had two legs left in the Ninth Stage Heavenly

Tribulation Realm, going through the tribulation together with Song Shuhangs clone. So, he assumed that White also had the habit of cutting himself up.

“In fact, the Dream Realm’s collective of nomological laws doesn’t have any intelligence, so there won’t be any issue of cooperation. Well… Anyway, you just need to keep an eye on it. Note that we only have two chances, so theoretically, we’re only allowed to fail once,” said Senior White’s main body. “Shuhang, you stay here and rest for a while. I’ll have my clone come find you, and then we’ll immediately start working on the design of the tomb of the immortal.’

“Alright, Senior White,” nodded Song Shuhang in response.

“Oh, and after our plan is completed, remember to remind my clone to cut himself in half and send his upper body into the Ninth Stage Heavenly

Tribulation Realm… My main body only has two legs left holding on there,” Senior White reminded.

Song Shuhang was puzzled. Why cut himself in half and send his upper body into the Heavenly Tribulation Realm? Couldn’t he just send his entire clone in? Song Shuhang wondered. Since Senior White’s main body borrowed his wooden body, there was theoretically no need to combine the halves of his clone, right?

But before he could ask, a spatial fluctuation came from above his head.

The Almighty Merchant opened a spatial passageway and appeared with Senior White’s clone and Song Shuhangs pendant.

“Shuhang, are you okay?” Su Clan’s Sixteen’s voice rang out as she stepped out of the spatial gate and gently landed next to him. From Song Shuhangs angle, he could see Sixteen’s calf exposed outside her tights.

Song Shuhang, who had just managed to sit up, suddenly felt his body go soft upon seeing Su Clan’s Sixteen. In the next moment, defying gravity, he leaned towards her and said, “l… feel a bit dizzy… Maybe it’s an old problem. I feel weak all over.’

Su Clan’s Sixteen slightly bent her body and caught Song Shuhang.

Leaning against Su Clan’s Sixteen’s body, Song Shuhang said in a painful voice, “Sixteen, I feel like I’m going to die.”

“You indeed are going to die,” Pavilion Master Chu couldn’t bear to watch anymore. She climbed back onto Song Shuhangs head and said, “Even at the

Eighth Stage Realm, you’re still weak because of something like ‘speedphobia.’ Isn’t that embarrassing?”

Song Shuhang, leaning against Sixteen’s thigh, weakly replied, “Senior Chu, I’m just a newcomer who has only been practicing for eight months. You can’t be so harsh on me. Normally, the recovery time for a psychological illness like Tachyphobia has to be calculated in ‘years,’ right?”

Pavilion Master Chu was dumbfounded.

In the next moment, the white hair extended and skillfully wrapped around Song Shuhangs neck. After circling around it, he pulled it with all his might— the head of Profound Sage Tyrannical Song, whose name had terrified the entire universe, was easily cut off.

There was no resistance during the entire process.

After his head was cut off, Tyrannical Song didn’t even let out a scream. The severed head simply turned around and happily rolled into Su Clan’s Sixteen’s arms.

Ever since he had his head cut off by Senior White Two and awakened the ‘Flying Head Technique,’ he no longer had to worry about Pavilion Master Chu strangling him.

This was also the reason why he dared to provoke Pavilion Master Chu occasionally.

Su Clan’s Sixteen smiled as she grabbed Song Shuhangs head and placed it on her neck.

“Tsk, No. Tyrannical Song, you actually didn’t die. How disappointing,” the hamster appeared next to Song Shuhang. It stood on the toothpick flying sword, crossed its arms, and said disdainfully.

Song Shuhangs remaining left eye glanced at the hamster, and he swallowed his saliva. “Hey, hamster, are you suffering from an inner demon? Do you need my help?”

He hoped that his newly comprehended sorcery, Heart Magic and Heart Demon Cutting, would be put to use soon. The hamster in front of him was a good experimental subject.

“Get lost!” the hamster said angrily.

“Alright, I’ll get lost immediately,” Song Shuhang replied. Then, his brain started to go numb as he rolled around on Sixteen’s legs. While rolling, he kept sending provocative messages to the hamster with his left eye.

Pavilion Master Chu was dumbfounded.

Song Shuhangs brain was finally broken. From the beginning, Song

Shuhang’s ‘automatic control system’ seemed to have completely collapsed. Could it be because when he was descending earlier, White Two’s golden thigh had kicked his head with its ‘inverted golden hook?

“Holy light, No. Tyrannical Song!” The hamster couldn’t stand this provocation. It jumped down from the toothpick flying sword and kicked Song

Shuhangs face!

Clang! A sound as loud as a bell rang out from Song Shuhangs face. Immediately after, the hamster curled up in pain, hugged its hind legs, and rubbed them repeatedly. This was a real physical kick to the wall.

Song Shuhangs head was also sent flying by the hamster’s angry little kick, and he was kicked into the air like a ball.

In the air, a pair of slender hands gently caught Song Shuhangs head.

Song Shuhang rolled his eyes and saw Senior White’s clone’s peerless appearance, which was so handsome that it made the whole world jealous. “Nice shot,” Senior White’s clone said seriously.

Then, he bent down and looked as if he was going to kick Song Shuhangs head back.

“Senior White, this is my head,” Song Shuhang said.

“Yes, 1 see it,” Senior White’s clone said.

Song Shuhang was speechless.

“Alright, stop joking,” Senior White’s clone raised Song Shuhangs head with one hand and asked, “Have you recovered? The main body is in a hurry. This is the first time I’ve sensed the main body wanting to complete something so urgently.”

“I’ve almost recovered,” Song Shuhang regained his serious expression, and nodded. “I’m ready to assist Senior White in completing his plan.”

After being kicked by Senior White Two’s golden thigh, Song Shuhang discovered that his four body-tempering techniques were now connected together, forming a perfect cycle.

Other than a few aftereffects of his phobia, his condition could not be any better.

“What about the location of the execution plan? Do you choose to do it here?” Senior White’s clone asked.

Song Shuhang nodded. “Let’s do it here. I think this might be the place Senior White Two chose for us.’

“l feel the same,” Senior White’s clone stretched out his hand and gently waved it. His sleeve fluttered, and the World in the Sleeve technique was activated.

Then, the tomb that was based on the ‘Holy Saint’s Lecture Space’ plot was released.

Everyone noticed that the size of the Holy Saint’s Lecture Space plot was almost the same as the size of the meteorite crater created when Song Shuhang crashed into the ground!

“So, let’s get to work,” Song Shuhangs head flew up and landed.

At the same time, his body stood up.

His head and body merged into one.

It was said that a man who worked diligently was the most handsome… Song Shuhang decided to build his tomb from the most handsome angle possible..

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