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2346 Most Pain in History

The entrance to the Wealth Throne vanished, and the Flaming Sixteen Substitution Technique dissipated alongside it.

The fat ball found itself ensnared in a barrage of attacks and bellowed in agony.

In the face of the enraged ruler of the Netherworld, one should ideally be thousands of miles away. Unfortunately, they were in the mortal realm, not the Netherworld.

The fat ball tumbled to the ground and was harassed by a swarm of rats.

Helplessly, the fat ball boss could only watch as Song Shuhang and the hamster fled while it remained seething with both anxiety and fury.

Its anger today ranked second only to the rage it felt when that accursed Bai Youyou had swiped its nest from right under its nose.

“I swear, Tyrannical Song, I won’t let you off!” the fat ball boss muttered. Its body burned with an unquenchable Heaven Burning Flame. Though the flame burned brightly, it paled in comparison to the inferno of its current fury.

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Meanwhile, Song Shuhang and the hamster found themselves tumbling within the shuttle.

The shuttle was ridiculously fast. Their bodies were flung about as they rolled and collided inside the cabin.

“This is way too fast,” Song Shuhang muttered while struggling to speak coherently.

“No, Tyrannical Song, you clumsy oaf, move closer to the edge. You’re squashing my tail, and it’s making me incredibly uncomfortable!” protested the hamster.

“Do hamsters even have tails?” Song Shuhang questioned as his eyes flew wide open.

“I’m sorry, that’s my fault. My tablet is a bit hard and heavy. There’s nothing I can do about it. After all, I’m so powerful.” Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet offered.

The Heart Demon Redcloud Sword wasn’t one to be outdone. It stepped forward and declared, “It might be because of me. In terms of hardness, I surpass Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet.”

As a divine weapon… Even as the inner demon of a divine weapon, it wouldn’t be outdone in terms of ‘toughness.’ Since Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet claimed its body was harder, the sword insisted that its own body was even harder.

“I think I’m going to be sick!” Lady Onion cried out in pain. “I’m going to be sick! Shuhang, can you stop this rolling?”

“Do you think I want to roll around?” Song Shuhang said in despair. “I can’t help it. This is the fastest thing in the universe. If I don’t roll a few times, how can I show off its incredible speed?”

At this point, Pavilion Master Chu’s hair suddenly stood on end as if it had been charged with electricity. “The connection has finally been established, Shuhang. I have a gift for you.”

“Just hold on a bit, Senior Chu!” Song Shuhang was about to plead for mercy, but being the fastest in the universe was no joke.

More importantly, in order to avoid being easily tracked by the fat ball, the shuttle didn’t follow a simple straight path. After sprinting for a certain distance, it would suddenly change direction and continue in another one. This was why Song Shuhang and the hamster found themselves rolling about.

In the meantime, they reached a point where the shuttle made a 90-degree turn.

Song Shuhang felt as though his body was threatening to throw his spirit out.

Pavilion Master Chu’s hair was securely wrapped around Song Shuhang’s robust neck. When the immortal shuttle made the sharp turn, the hair cooperatively shortened.

“Sob, sob, sob,” Song Shuhang groaned.

His body was plastered against the roof of the shuttle while swaying wildly like a salted fish left out in the sun.

The universe’s fastest speed coupled with the Immortal’s hair was extremely harsh on a Seventh Stage Venerable like him.

However, Song Shuhang’s act of foaming at the mouth and rolling his eyes was likely an exaggeration.

Apart from his fear of speed and heights, the pain on his neck wasn’t as intense as it seemed.

“I made you nod, I made you feel numb, I made you come up with such a rich vocabulary. What other titles do you want to bestow upon me? Tell me, and I’ll give you the chance!” Pavilion Master Chu lectured him like a strict teacher reprimanding a wayward student.

As the hamster continued rolling, it observed Song Shuhang hanging on the roof of the immortal shuttle and swallowed its saliva. When a female creature got angry, it was truly frightening.

Fortunately, the fat ball wasn’t female. Otherwise, Song Shuhang would’ve been done for long ago.

However, as it continued rolling, the hamster sensed that something was amiss.

Tyrannical Song’s expression of despair and fear didn’t quite match the level of pain and despair it sensed. Could Tyrannical Song be disguising his true feelings?

At that moment, Fairy Creation suddenly fell from Song Shuhang’s body. She reached out, plucked Lady Onion from Song Shuhang’s pocket, and held her aloft.

In spite of her trembling body, the fairy’s hands remained steady like a weathervane.

Lady Onion took several pictures of Song Shuhang, who was clinging to the roof like a fish out of water.

Then, she selected the most ‘agonizing’ ones and shared them on her ‘Moments’ using the cultivation chat function.

Title: [Disaster Strikes as Tyrannical Song is Chased by the Netherworld Ruler—His Most Torturous Hour]

[Description: December 8th, a day that will go down in history. We are facing the greatest crisis of our lives as the Netherworld ruler, the fat ball, pursues us relentlessly. Currently, we are desperately fleeing, and at any moment, the fat ball boss could catch up to us and crush us like insects. Compared to the mighty Netherworld ruler, the fat ball, we are insignificant and fragile. Just sensing its presence sends shivers down our spines. Below, witness the most excruciating pain ever endured by Profound Sage Tyrannical Song.]

Picture: Song Shuhang in various unflattering positions x6.

Lady Onion had posted twice on her Moments today.

[Blacklist] Immortal Lord, [Hehehe.]

Then, a private message from the Immortal Lord appeared in Song Shuhang’s mind. “Profound Sage Tyrannical Song.”

Song Shuhang was confused.

For Immortal Lord to offer help?

Like I’d believe you!