Song Shuhang was taken aback.

A cultivator’s sixth sense is exceptionally strong; sometimes, a fleeting image can be a harbinger that should not be overlooked.

“What have I done? Did I trigger something?” Song Shuhang gazed at the pitch-black sun of the ‘Final Tribulation’ above him, his face a mask of confusion.

Why was there suddenly a vision of the world’s destruction?

Could it be that the ‘Final Tribulation’ I concocted in the Devil Sea Realm has turned into a button that could destroy the world? After I pass this tribulation, will the world collapse and be destroyed?

That’s too absurd. Even if it’s the end of the world, the law of causality must be respected.

I’m undergoing my tribulation in the Netherworld Realm, specifically in the Devil Sea Realm, which was reestablished from the Netherworld Realm. Moreover, I hold the authority of the Netherworld Realm’s ruler. It’s like setting up a safety deposit box inside a safe house for an experiment—there’s no chance of anything unexpected happening.

No matter what I do, I shouldn’t be able to blow up the entire universe.

The virtuous lamia echoed Song Shuhangs voice and asked, “What did you trigger?”

“Should we pause this heavenly tribulation for a while?” Song Shuhang furrowed his brow.

“l can’t stop it. This wave of heavenly tribulation is the intensified strength of the Ninth Stage ‘Final Tribulation’…” The part of Song Shuhangs consciousness that belonged to Song Four immediately tried to control the formation patterns of the ‘Devil Sea Realm’ in an attempt to influence the pitch-black sun in the sky, the ‘Final Tribulation,’ but to no avail.

In the end, he had no regrets.

“Father Goudan, after my heavenly tribulation falls, will the world suddenly collapse?” Song Shuhang took advantage of the last bit of time before the heavenly tribulation fell and quickly contacted Father Goudan, who was watching from the sidelines.

Father Goudan scoffed, “Who do you think you are? You think crossing a tribulation could blow up the world?”

“But the last time he transcended a tribulation, the Heavenly Dao exploded,” Fairy Cheng Goudan reminded him.

Goudan’s father was speechless.

Then, Fairy Cheng Goudan reassured Song Shuhang, “Don’t worry. The main world is currently stable. Just focus on transcending your heavenly tribulation.”

“Cheng Goudan, do you know something?” Song Shuhang asked sharply.

As they spoke, the pitch-black sun of the Final Tribulation descended. The pitch-black sun was only about 200 meters above Song Shuhangs head when its terrifying heat burst forth.

The water in the entire space evaporated in an instant.

Centered around the pitch-black sun, everything within a 200-meter radius began to burn. Rocks, the Netherworld’s evil energy, and the ancient demonic energy of the Devil Sea Realm all fueled the pitch-black flames. Even the bodies of Song Shuhang and Song Four, as well as the white bone giant they were connected to, were engulfed in pitch-black flames.

The flames penetrated the body of the white bone giant, surging over Song Shuhang and Song Four.

The flames dried their skin…

Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and gently wiped his arm, sweeping away the pitch-black flames and flinging them aside.

“We can’t let the flames burn any longer; I don’t have any spare underwear left,” Song Shuhang said.

As he spoke, he activated the four great body-tempering cultivation techniques.

Mutated Steel Hands, Holy Ape Dragon Power Technique, Scholarly Indestructible Body of the Buddha, and the Liquid Golden Body Technique he had inherited from the fat ball.

Saber intent armor appeared, covering Song Shuhang’s body to prevent any indecent exposure.

Two hundred scholarly apes materialized and gathered around Song Shuhang and Song Four, solemnly staring at the dark sun in the sky.

“Let’s take it on! Thunder Palm!” Song Four exclaimed, raising his right hand as the divine ability of the Thunder Palm that Senior White had personally taught him exploded forth.

At this moment, the volume of the Thunder Palm had increased with Song Shuhang’s power, reaching the level of a city-scale Thunder Palm and nearing that of a provincial-scale Thunder Palm.

The massive Thunder Heart Lightning collided with the pitch-black sun and devoured it.

Compared to this pitch-black sun, Song Four’s City-scale Thunder Palm was more like a lightning sun! In terms of size, the pitch-black sun’s Final Tribulation was merely a little brother.

Boom, boom, boom!

After the Thunder Palm devoured the Final Tribulation’s pitch-black sun, it unleashed a frenzy of bombardments.

From the looks of it, it wasn’t Song Shuhang transcending the ‘Final Tribulation, the pitch-black sun.’ Rather, it was the pitiful pitch-black sun that was enduring the tribulation of Song Shuhang’s Thunder Palm.

Brilliant lightning filled the entire Devil Sea Realm.

At the edge of the Demon Sea…

Black-skinned Soft Feather stretched out her hand and conjured a bowl-sized black Thunder Palm in her palm. As an inner demon, she couldn’t conjure a genuine Thunder Palm, so she could only produce this type of demonic lightning.

Looking at the Thunder Palm in her palm, she then raised her head to gaze at Song Shuhang’s boundless sun.

“It’s the same Thunder Palm, but Senior Songs is just too outrageous,” the black-skinned Soft Feather remarked. “l want to learn.’

As an elegant and studious inner demon, she aspired to master Senior Songs Mutated Thunder Palm.

With this mutated Thunder Palm, there was no need for any other lightning techniques.

Whether it was the basic Five-Blow Thunderstrike, the ordinary Lightning Hell, or the top-tier Immortal Sword Thousand Thunder Technique, none could match Senior Song’s City-scale Thunder Palm.

Fairy Creation was speechless. Confronted with this City-scale Thunder Palm, she was at a loss for words.

Boom, boom, boom!

As Song Four’s City-scale Thunder Palm rampaged wildly, the volume of the pitch-black Sun’s Final Calamity within the Thunder Palm began to shrink continuously.

However, when the black sun was compressed to half its size, it suddenly launched a counterattack. From its core, pitch-black flames surged wildly… This time, the temperature of the pitch-black flame was even higher, burning everything in its path.

Even Song Four’s Thunder Palm was gradually being devoured by the black flames.

“The Final Tribulation is indeed not so easy to handle,” Song Shuhang lamented.

“It’s my turn!” The virtuous lamia recited the heroic lines of the entire audience, and she took out the flat imperial hat and put it on. She clasped her hands together, and her body expanded, merging with the burning white bone giant.

Song Shuhang’s Combined Magical Treasure flew out and attached itself to the virtuous lamia.

The Combined Magical Treasure, the virtuous lamia, the flat imperial hat, and the secret technique of the white bone giant.

An exquisite set of armor appeared on the virtuous lamia’s body. She held the Holy Sword of the End in her right hand and a shield engraved with the pattern of the ‘Impregnable Holy City’ in her left hand.

And this time, she actually condensed her legs, which was rare.

Armed Merit Empress Form!

Back when he was at the Seventh Stage Realm, Song Shuhang was confident that he could use the ‘armed virtuous empress’ form to confront the Ninth Stage heavenly tribulation. Now, having advanced to the Eighth Stage Realm and successfully entrusted his primordial spirit, the virtuous lamia had also completed her final evolution and formed her legs.

This time, she had become even stronger.

“Merit-Great Sun!” The armed Merit Empress exclaimed. A sun of virtue, even larger than Song Four’s City-scale Thunder Palm, appeared and swallowed the Thunder Palm and the black sun.

“Heavenly Tribulation Gluttonous Bean Game?” Black-skinned Soft Feather blinked, remarking.

Fairy Creation was speechless.

She realized that she was at a loss for words..

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by novlove.com

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