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2083 Crazy World

Sixteen was still a little worried. “What buff did the Heavenly Emperor leave to Shuhang?”

“I can’t tell.” Sister White Dragon shook her head.

Although the Heavenly Emperor had given a very poetic name to her move, everyone knew that the names cultivators used were mostly random.

Shouting the name of a move aloud could increase one’s momentum and make the move look more impressive.

Alternatively, using a fake name could mislead naive enemies. There was always that chance that one could make a fool believe that the move was impressive just because of its name.

Unless it was someone who had just entered the world of cultivation, it was best not to believe a single word of what the enemy was saying.

Sister White Dragon said, “I’ll ask her what she did.”

After Song Shuhang’s QR code Composition allowed the publishing of stories, some things became much more convenient.

Sister White Dragon opened Demon Emperor Hezhi’s story again and left a message. “Heavenly Emperor, come out. What buff did you leave to Little Song?”

However, the Heavenly Emperor did not reply.

“Is it a death buff?” Doudou guessed.

“It seems that Shuhang is doomed this time,” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said. Demon Emperor Hezhi and the Heavenly Emperor had teamed up to target Song Shuhang, giving him no chance of survival at all.

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Song Shuhang no longer had the time to pay attention to the messages on Demon Emperor Hezhi’s story. He was really busy.

His spiritual body saw the phantom of a huge palace appear out of nowhere—it was the phantom of the Southern Autumn Temple.

This was the buff left by the Heavenly Emperor, and only Song Shuhang could experience its effects.

After the phantom of the Southern Autumn Temple weighed down on him, the real Southern Autumn Temple, which was stored in his Inner World, began to resonate with it. It was just like when the virtuous lamia used the Virtuous Palace Projection, which drew energy directly from the real Virtuous Palace in the Inner World.

The resonance caused the Time Box inside the temple to open. As a result, the power of time coursed through Shuhang’s body.

Then, the energy that was coming from Demon Emperor Hezhi was divided into two.

Most of the energy continued to pour into Song Shuhang, while a small portion was absorbed by the Southern Autumn Temple’s projection dropped off by the Heavenly Emperor.

Time was the most ruthless of all. It caused people to grow older and robbed them of their youth.

Today, Song Shuhang was going to personally experience the ruthless bullying of time.

He discovered that the flow of time around his body had become abnormal. Time had started to accelerate.

However, only his body was affected, while his consciousness seemed to be immune to acceleration.

This was very frightening, because if anything happened to his body, his consciousness would not be able to react in time. It was like a car that was speeding out of control.

“Sister Cheng Lin, help me!” Song Shuhang called out in his mind.

“Not even a please? Anyhow, I’m operating remotely now, and the lag is pretty big. You’ll have to grit your teeth and endure on your own over there.” This time, Fairy Cheng Lin spoke directly through Song Shuhang’s ghost spirit.

The lag was too big, so the communication method had to be changed.

“Right, Senior White Two’s dragon pearl!” With a thought, Song Shuhang began to direct a portion of the energy to Senior White Two’s dragon pearl.

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The time in the outside world flowed slowly, but inside the phantom of the Southern Autumn Temple, the flow was completely different.

Song Shuhang could not estimate the extent to which his body had been accelerated, but the buff placed by the Heavenly Emperor seemed to have no upper limit. Time kept on accelerating and accelerating.

If things continued like this, the car that was his body was doomed to get into an accident.

Speaking of which, Senior White should really enjoy this sense of acceleration. If only this buff had been given to Senior White instead!

“Ahhh, the car is going to turn over!” Song Shuhang was very worried.

The speed at which his ❮Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Technique❯ was circulating was now off the charts.

If under normal conditions his ❮Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Technique❯ had a speed of 60 km/h, its current speed was over 600 km/h!

And it was still accelerating. Soon, things would be out of Song Shuhang’s control.

Not only that, even the energy that was pouring into Song Shuhang’s body was affected by the temporal power of the Southern Autumn Temple’s projection. The rate at which he was taking in energy had increased several times.

If things continued down on this path, his consciousness would definitely not be able to keep up.

At that time, he would truly explode and die.

“Since I can’t control it…” Song Shuhang gritted his teeth.

Then, I’ll just follow my instincts.

The fat whale could help him share some of the pressure his original dantian was feeling, but the remaining seven small dantians were in a state of pregnancy. They were powerless and unable to share the burden for Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang decided to let himself go.

He began to concentrate on strengthening himself. If he was going to crash, he would just have to make sure that he was strong enough to survive the crash.

Above his head, 88 holy ape projections emerged. Under the scholarly clothing of each holy ape, true dragon patterns flashed brightly.

The number of holy apes had increased from 66 to 88, and it was still going up.

After the 88 holy apes appeared, they opened their scholarly scriptures and began chanting.

But because of the change in the flow of time, the sound of their voices was accelerated into a burst of buzzing sounds. It was impossible to hear what they were saying.

Shuhang’s head assumed a pitch-black metallic color, and the three Sage Seals floated above it, blessing his body.

“Buzz~”

When Song Shuhang strengthened his head to the limit, his ears started ringing.

In the next moment, he felt his consciousness rise up.

He seemed to have jumped out of a river. He saw that the said river had many branches, but there was a large amount of fog in the distance, which made it impossible to see the branches clearly.

What’s going on?

Is this still due to the influence of the Heavenly Emperor’s skill?

If it’s related to the acceleration of time, could this be a prediction of the future?

Many thoughts appeared in Song Shuhang’s mind.

The number of branches that the river had was extremely high.

However, there were no signposts or anything of the sort.

“Snap~”

The time a fish could stay suspended in the air was very short. Song Shuhang was only able to remain in this state for a brief period before falling back into the river.

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Song Shuhang’s consciousness returned to his physical body.

In the next moment, he was horrified to find that his body had undergone earth-shattering changes.

Inside the seven small dantians, every pseudo-dragon-pearl had grown.

Vaguely, one could see that the combined power of the spirit lake water, lake soul, and life wheel had formed a baby-like embryo.

But that was not the key point.

Song Shuhang discovered that each “baby” had a tail-like thing growing on its stomach.

This position, this shape…

A navel?

And is that an… umbilical cord?

It really is an umbilical cord!

Has the world gone crazy, or have I gone crazy?

“I haven’t been in the world of cultivation for that long, but don’t you lie to me. Is a Nascent Soul Fetus really supposed to have an umbilical cord?” Song Shuhang murmured.