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“What kind of dog crap logic is this?”

“Why would Tyrannical Song benefit from my death and get to usurp the throne?”

“Tyrannical Song isn’t even related to me.”

“Even if it were arranged by a will, even if you skipped seven or eight turns, it still wouldn’t be Tyrannical Song’s turn. So why does he get to take a higher position?”

The skepticism filled the ‘eyes’ that the fat ball had temporarily manifested.

Seeing the fat ball’s confused eyes, Senior White Two felt happiness well up inside—he struggled to suppress his smile, puffing his cheeks into dumpling shapes.

When the fat ball saw Senior White’s terrible effort to hold back his laughter, he knew he was being mocked.

Tyrannical Song wasn’t actually plotting a coup at all.

So, there’s only one possibility left…

“Tyrannical Song, has your main body achieved immortality and become the Will of the Heavens?” the fat ball asked despairingly.

Indeed, when it disbanded last time due to the ‘crash of the Heavens Will ball’, Tyrannical Song had already shown signs of becoming one of the top bosses in the world—although at that time, Tyrannical Song hadn’t even started on the path to immortality.

Throughout history, most masters of the Heavens had early fame that shook the world.”

Tyrannical Song was a troublemaker. From ancient times to the present, the fat ball had never seen anyone shake the myriad practitioners in the universe quite like Tyrannical Song.

Those who stir things up yet survive, usually end up accomplishing a lot.

“No, Tyrannical Song has not yet achieved his Dao,” laughed Senior White Two heartily. “Qiu Youyou, do you think you’ve been dead for thousands of years, so Shuhang must have proved his Dao? But let me tell you the cruel truth. It hasn’t even been a month since you last died.”

Fat ball: “!!!”

Less than a month?

Impossible. How could Tyrannical Song have changed so much in such a short time?

The fat ball directly accessed the ‘Netherworld Realm’s’ time records.

—That’s the advantage of being the ruler, not needing a watch to check the time.

A moment later.

“How could this be.” The fat ball began to doubt life itself, staring at Song Shuhang, who apparently hadn’t really achieved immortality.

Not achieving immortality yet was somehow the equivalent to the Netherworld ruler.

What kind of hair-raising operation was this?

“That’s why I said, Tyrannical Song was usurping the throne, taking your place. Tyrannical Song isn’t the ‘ruler of the Netherworld’ correlated with the Ninth Heavenly Dao, he just took your spot. Don’t believe it? I have proof!” said Senior White Two, reaching into the void with his hand.

He played some videos he had been recording.

Some of these were personally recorded by Senior White Two… and some were provided by Dark Song, from the memories of Song Shuhang.

The video starts with the first meeting between Fat Ball and Song Shuhang.

In the video, Fat Ball suddenly appears beside Tyrannical Song.

“Found you~ Are you my main body?” Fat Ball spoke.

On the other side, it seemed Tyrannical Song was startled at first but eventually regained his composure, “I didn’t expect that my hiding was so deep and yet you still noticed… Yes, just as you guessed, I am your main body!”

They looked into each other’s eyes.

Then they entered the part where Fat Ball and Tyrannical Song recognized each other as relatives.

For a while, the scene became very warm.

Senior White Two even specifically added a moving, heartwarming background music.

The fat ball’s lone eye fixed on the screen, its entire body darkened to the point it seemed it might ooze ink!

Seeing this, Senior White Two’s dumpling-shaped, tearful eyes from holding back laughter bulged even more.

But the video hadn’t ended yet.

Besides the recognition scene, there were many harmonious scenes between Fat Ball and Song Shuhang.

For example… Song Fat Ball was unbeatable on Mars and became the pioneer of Tyrannical Song proving his Dao!

There was also the video recorded by Senior White Two not long ago, where Song Fat Ball transformed into a cloak… meticulously caring for the main body “Tyrannical Song”!

Song Fat Ball, in the guise of a cloak, considerately filtered out the ‘Void Sun Guardians,’ and under its command, Song Shuhang’s pendants sprang into action, converting the remnants of the ‘Void Sun Guardians’ into ‘Immortal Material’ for Tyrannical Song to absorb.

The whole segment was so heartwarming it made the ball’s heart and liver cramp.

Adopting a thief as a father!

This is adopting a thief as a father!

Fat Ball freaked out so much that it couldn’t utter a word. Its spherical body plummeted from the sky, forming a huge crater where it sat brooding—so deep it sank at least a hundred tons!

Moreover, apart from nearly bursting from anger, Fat Ball noticed something else—behind Tyrannical Song’s forehead, there actually hung a ‘full moon’!

Crude language—crude language!

Deep down, Fat Ball muttered all the profanities it knew.

He was once a mere unkillable little bug that it could squish dead with a finger hundreds of times over. Now, he had risen to an Immortal!

How did he manage that?

The legendary Immortals, each had to painfully seek enlightenment, reflect on their past, and carve out their own rules and techniques before they could prove their immortality.

But Tyrannical Song, only a few months?

Even if one didn’t order food and just drank liquor, one couldn’t come up with a drunken tale like ‘Tyrannical Song proved his immortality from a little unkillable bug in a few months’.

Fat Ball was bitterly upset.

“Pfft—” Senior White Two covered his mouth, turned his head away, and didn’t look at the enraged Faint Ball.

Senior White Two’s happiness value +1, +1, +1…

Sometimes, people’s happiness is just that simple.

As long as there’s a suitable object, and then add some simple things, it adds up to endless happiness.

“I’m going to rip that manifestation to shreds right now,” Fat Ball grumbled in embarrassment and anger.

That treacherous clone no longer needed to exist.

Only by shredding that manifestation could he undo its disgrace.

Senior White’s eyes curved into beautiful crescents—not a comical one, but a good-looking crescent smile, “You can’t blame that little manifestation… after all, Tyrannical Song plotted his way to your throne. So, in that clone’s view, Dark Song is its main body.”

Fat Ball: “…”

So, had Tyrannical Song really used some means to replace its existence?

But no matter what, even if it was a misunderstanding, that manifestation… still had to die!

Fat Ball secretly activated a technique, wanting to remotely explode that manifestation.

However, when it activated the technique, it found that the connection between itself and that manifestation had already been severed.

“How is that possible?” Fat Ball’s single eye bulged.

A manifestation was a part of its body; there was no possibility of it being separated.

How did Tyrannical Song manage that?

[Nothing is impossible!] At that moment, a vast and majestic voice, coming directly from the skies into the Netherworld Realm, reached Fat Ball’s ears.

It was the sound of the Great Way…

The Will of the Heavens was speaking!

[I’ve had my eye on Tyrannical Song’s cloak for a long time, I’ve been guarding against you… I severed the connection! Are you mad!] The dignified voice of the Will of the Heavens thundered: [And besides, between us, it’s not over yet!]

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