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In the vacuum.

Having received the shock and admiration of practitioners and Immortal big shots from the myriad realms, Daozi revealed a gratified smile.

—Then, he continued to manipulate the strange fog as it surged crazily, releasing a palpitating aura to cover up the truth.

What you see with your own eyes, is not necessarily the truth.

Your eyes can deceive you, your ears can deceive you, your brain can deceive you, your experiences can deceive you, and your imagination can also deceive you… but mathematics won’t!

So, what are you waiting for? Why not pick up a mathematics textbook and study mathematics seriously?

Practitioners and big shots from myriad realms would never imagine that beneath the magnificent black fog, within the terrifyingly palpitating fog, there wasn’t the earth-shattering battle they were fantasizing about!

Sometimes, the truth can shatter one’s worldviews.

In fact, within the fog, Tyrannical Song and the fat ball were carrying out a ‘friendly’ trade.

“How much do you want to devour? Don’t go too far, Tyrannical Song!” The fat ball gritted its teeth. Not only was it not resisting, but it was also actively cooperating with Tyrannical Song, using the Confucian Saint Talent to devour its existence.

“I’ve devoured less than a third so far, fat ball. Don’t be so alarmed. Besides, be realistic and think about it… Anyhow, I’m definitely going to devour more than three-quarters of you. Otherwise, do you think Daoist Senior would feel reassured letting you live?” Song Shuhang transmitted his message as he devoured.

The fat ball tried hard to suppress itself, “Damn you, Netherly White.”

At the same time, it was very clear about one thing—what Tyrannical Song said about ‘three-quarters’ was likely not enough. To let that Confucian Daozi Heavenly Dao feel completely at ease and allow it to linger on with life, leaving a tenth of its existence would be quite good.

But, it was in agony.

The Sage’s talent ‘devour existence’ was very peculiar… and during the ‘devour existence’ process, the devoured side had no adverse reactions.

From the outside, there was no visible sign of any loss.

But ‘existence,’ that mysterious thing, was being sliced away bit by bit.

“To be killed by a thousand cuts, you damn Netherly White.” The fat ball couldn’t help but curse again.

The bewildered Song Shuhang, who was in the midst of devouring, asked, “What does this have to do with Senior White two?”

“None of your damned business.” The fat ball snapped back irritably.

“…” Song Shuhang didn’t know how to reply, so he silently bowed his head and continued to exert the Sage’s talent.

It’s not my business; I’m just responsible for activating the Sage’s talent, that’s all.

After the devouring is finished, he would also be responsible for cutting a part of the fat ball’s body that had ‘lost existence.’ This part, devoid of soul and existence, would be certified by Daoist Senior and then transferred to the main world. After some refining, a few ‘Soulless Fat Ball Song No.2, No.3, No.4’ could be refined.

Although they wouldn’t be as caring and warm-hearted as the current Fat Ball Song attached to him, their other functions wouldn’t be too different.

Thus, the New Year’s gift for his daughter, Xiao Lingxiao, would be ready… and in the distant future, he might even give a few ‘Fat Ball Song No.5, No.6, No.7, No.8’ to others.

It wouldn’t be bad to have one for each person.

After all, with just a bit of fat ball’s body and a large quantity of refining materials, a ‘Fat Ball Song No.×’ could be made. Producing several in one breath makes the New Year’s gifts for next year a non-issue.

As ‘existence’ continued to be devoured, reaching a critical point, the fat ball became weak.

The liquefied metal ball was only nibbled on by the Sage a little, so it was just a scratch… If the liquefied metal ball hadn’t become pseudo-immortal and was nibbled on just a little bit back then, it probably wouldn’t have affected its future life.

But now, more than half of the fat ball’s existence had been devoured by Song Shuhang.

The weakened fat ball couldn’t even curse Netherly White without sounding listless.

“Eh? Losing steam already?” Senior White two in the Sinful Black Lotus World lay within the sealing pillar, bobbing up and down, occasionally eating a thousand mile fruit.

“What a pity, I was quite enjoying the show.” Senior White two expressed some regret.

The more aggressively the fat ball cursed, the more pleasure he derived.

Unfortunately, seeing the fat ball getting weaker and weaker, Senior White two began to feel somewhat bored.

“From now on, take care. Well, you might not even have a ‘from now on.’”

Senior White two’s main body closed his eyes, drowsiness surged again, and soon, he drifted into deep sleep.

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World of the golden lotus.

Several of the thirteen Tribulation Transcenders who had resurrected, along with a large number of scholarly disciples, began chanting the content of Scholarly Scriptures silently, steadying their minds and, incidentally, strengthening their spirits.

They could distinctly see Tyrannical Song suppressing the ruler of the Netherworld, using some kind of Sage’s secret technique, extracting the power of the fat ball.

The fat ball was becoming weaker and weaker, to the extent that even its ‘presence’ seemed to be fading in and out.

After today, even if the ruler of the Netherworld doesn’t die, it is already completely ruined.

Above the Virtuous Golden Lotus.

The Heavenly Dao ‘Daozi’ was casting, dropping a sweet rain phenomenon.

This rain, as if tangible, fell upon each scholarly disciple’s head, soothing their minds.

This was a Heavenly Dao method.

With this method assisting, for the scholarly system, this enmity would thus dissipate.

All grudges settled, all karmic ties understood.

The state of the minds and cultivation of the scholarly disciples seemed to reach a new level.

Daozi relievedly released a sigh.

In the distant future, the scholarly system will be better off.

And he, as the eldest scholarly disciple, no longer felt unworthy of his title.

“This life, to have met Fairy Cheng Lin, Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven, and several fellow friends, and then to have encountered Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, is the greatest fortune of my existence.” Daozi thought to himself, his mind receding, quietly withdrawing from the world of the golden lotus.

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Within the Netherworld Realm.

The process of Song Shuhang extracting the existence of the ruler of the Netherworld was finally coming to a close.

This time, the entire process took a whole day in the outside world!

The innate ability to devour existence, after consuming more than half of the fat ball’s ‘existence’, became difficult.

The deeper it was dug, the harder the ‘existence’ became.

And all of the ‘fat ball existence’ that was ‘devoured’ had been transferred by Song Shuhang to the adjacent Dark Song.

Dark Song’s aura became increasingly stable—Dark Song’s Netherworld ruler power all came from ‘Senior White two.’

It seemed powerful, but it was rootless.

Now, the ‘existence’ transferred from the fat ball ruler had become Dark Song’s root.

He had now become a fully-fledged ruler of the Netherworld!

“Then, it’s time for me to take action,” Fairy Cheng Lin’s voice sounded.

At this moment, she was Cheng Goudan.

The real Goudan was sealed within the eggshell.

Father Goudan was somewhat concerned, “Shall I enhance and upgrade you first, so you don’t break again later?”

“No need, it’s better if I break,” Cheng Goudan replied.

She felt it’s best to have a peaceful break.

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