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Chapter 2316: The Pendant Has Arrived. Will the Main Body Follow?

Above the Jiangnan region, a colossal liquid metal sphere with wings descended from the sky and cast a vast shadow over the area.

Over twenty cultivators from various traditions who resided in the Jiangnan region raised their heads and gazed up at the sky. Ever since they learned that the Jiangnan region was the training ground of Profound Sage Tyrannical Song, some wandering cultivators and practitioners had relocated here. As a result, over twenty cultivators were now gathered in the Jiangnan area.

However, the cultivation levels of these twenty individuals were not particularly high. Faced with the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball descending from the sky, most of them struggled even to remain standing in the face of the overwhelming aura emanating from the ball.

“What on earth is that?” A wandering cultivator leaned against a wall while staring at the slowly descending sphere with a sense of despair.

Even without launching an attack, the aura emanating from this colossal sphere was enough to cause the world to crumble. The sky seemed to distort around it with the sphere at its center.

While ordinary people couldn’t see the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball, they felt a sense of gloominess and mild oppression in the sky. As long as the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball didn’t descend to the danger line, the impact on regular folks would remain relatively minimal.

In a hospital near Jiangnan College Town, Joseph stood beside his wife’s hospital bed while peeling an apple. Suddenly, he looked out of the window with a serious expression. Although he hadn’t opened his Eye Aperture yet, he could vaguely discern a shadow looming in the sky—the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball.

“What’s going on?” His wife inquired.

Joseph nodded with a faint smile on his face. He handed the peeled apple to his wife. “I need to make a call.’

“Sure,” his wife replied with a smile.

Joseph stepped out of the ward and swiftly dialed Song Shuhang’s number. This time, there was no signal interference.

“Hello, who’s this?” Song Shuhang’s voice came from the other end of the line.

Joseph was momentarily speechless.

“Uh, what’s going on?” Song Shuhang asked.

“Master, there seems to be a highly unsettling presence in the sky above Jiangnan College Town,” Joseph whispered. “I can’t see what it is, but it’s likely the same kind of threat we faced last time. Master, are you in Jiangnan College Town!”

Joseph seemed to equate the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball with the same type of menace they had encountered previously.

“Don’t worry, I’m aware of the situation. Leave it to me,” Song Shuhang reassured him.

Joseph heaved a sigh of relief.

Since the incident with the evil spirits, Joseph had developed a deep trust in his master’s Chinese martial arts prowess. When it came to dealing with supernatural phenomena, Chinese martial arts seemed almost omnipotent in his eyes.

After ending the call with Song Shuhang, Joseph returned to the ward with a smile.

“Is the issue resolved?” his wife asked.

Joseph paused for a moment, then nodded. “Master said he’ll personally handle it, so it should be fine.’

“Master? Is this related to what Snowy said?” His wife leaned against the bed while nibbling on an apple. She didn’t dwell on the matter.

Meanwhile, back in the sky, the cultivators were flustered.

“This is bad. If we keep descending like this, we’ll reach the danger zone,” Sage

Monarch Winter Melon said as he desperately chased the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball. However, the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball had become incredibly agile while continuously evading Sage Monarch Winter Melon’s attempts to intercept it.

“Senior, do you have any other tricks up your sleeve? Time is running out. Evacuating the people in Jiangnan College Town is impractical,” the black-bellied Venerable said through gritted teeth.

“If only Venerable Tornado were here. His spatial cutting treasure might have been useful,” another cultivator lamented.

“Is there anyone who can contact Profound Sage Tyrannical Song?” Sage Monarch Winter Melon shouted.

All the cultivators shook their heads.

Suddenly, a spatial gate opened beside the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball and captured everyone’s attention.

Their eyes widened in anticipation.

“Look at the size and brightness of that spatial gate. Has a Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcender come to assist?” one cultivator mused.

A tiny foot emerged from the spatial gate.

Fairy Creation stepped forth with two large buckets in her hands.

“Eh? It’s Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’s pendant fairy!” a Venerable recognized her immediately.

Profound Sage Tyrannical Song had often brought two pendant fairies to various public events.

One pendant was the embodiment of Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’s virtue’s light. She had revealed her divinity on previous occasions, so everyone was familiar with her.

The other was Fairy Creation, a studious fairy.

Seeing Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’s pendant fairy, the cultivators speculated if his true body was nearby.

Fairy Creation began to sing with a lilting voice. She threw the two buckets toward the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball.

Instinctively, the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball tried to evade the incoming buckets.

But no matter how it maneuvered, it couldn’t escape the inevitable.

When Fairy Creation hurled those two buckets, the outcome was already predetermined.

“Ball! Dummy!” Fairy Creation exclaimed smugly. An eye on top of her head emitted an aura that made cultivators from all over the universe feel a pang of nausea.

Under the calculation of the Scholarly Sage’s eye, the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball, despite being suppressed by the laws of the Heavenly Dao, couldn’t hide its movements.

“Stupid!” Fairy Creation added.

The two wooden buckets exploded upon impact. The red blood within splattered all over the Heavenly Dao Relic Molt Ball.

One bucket contained the blood of Senior White and Xuan Nu Sect’s Skylark, with the majority being Skylark’s. She had been quite generous when donating her blood.

The other bucket held Song Shuhang’s blood. He had contributed a significant amount.

Hissing sounds emanated from the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball as white smoke rose from its body. Upon contact with the three types of blood, its form began to vaporize continuously.

Sage Monarch Winter Melon and the other cultivators were left speechless.

Though it was still fresh blood, the lethality of these two buckets was astonishing.

“What kind of blood is this? What vintage is it? Where is it from?” echoed in the minds of all the cultivators.

Sizzle.

The Heavenly Dao Molt Ball let out a cry of agony. Its body continued to shrink. It no longer descended; it simply hovered in midair.

“It stopped!” Sage Monarch Winter Melon exclaimed softly.

They had achieved stability, or at least they had stabilized the massive ball.

Sizzle. The Heavenly Dao Molt Ball emitted scorching sounds.

Finally, a layer of ‘outer shell’-like material peeled away from its body. This shell, infused with an aura of destruction, carried away the remaining blood as it fell to the ground..