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“Now that Fat Ball has become so weak, keeping these memories will make it feel so frustrated and miserable when it wakes up, realizing it has no strength to oppose me. The more frustrated and miserable it is, the more interesting it will be,” Senior White Two said with a smile.

Perhaps because there are still remnants of Fat Ball, which could bring some joy to his future life, Senior White Two was in a particularly good mood, his smile exceptionally radiant.

“Ruler of the Netherworld White, do you still need a sword? If you don’t mind, I’d like to abandon Tyrannical Song and follow you,” said Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword.

Song Shuhang: “???”

Even if you want to abandon someone, shouldn’t it be Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven? Why has it become abandoning me?

As a passerby Song, why should I be abandoned by you for no reason?

Therefore, Song Shuhang’s palm slipped… and the brilliance of three hundred ‘Saber-Nurturing Techniques’ shone forth.

Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword immediately entered Sage Mode and stopped talking.

The despicable ‘Saber-Nurturing Technique’!

Yet so refreshingly satisfying.

“All right, then we’ll keep that portion of memories. Next is little friend Shuhang, and your related memories?” Daoist Senior continued to ask.

“Keep them as well,” Dark Song made the same choice as Senior White Two. “There’s nothing about my memories with the fat ball that needs to be deleted.”

Even though there was a time when fat ball chased him with nowhere to escape in the heavens or on earth, running chaotically across space… But upon careful reflection, in all the confrontations he had with fat ball, he never suffered a major loss!

Whether he was at Fifth Stage, or in the Immortal Realm, most of the time, it was the fat ball who was at a disadvantage.

Since that is the case… why bother erasing Fat Ball’s memories?

It’s happier to keep them, isn’t it?

“Then there’s nothing else to change,” Daoist Senior nodded and withdrew his hand.

Dark flashes of green light flickered intermittently on the pitch-black Fat Ball; these were signs of its memories being continuously deleted and erased under the influence of Heavenly Dao Authority.

The entire process lasted for more than ten minutes before it finally stopped.

The fat ball continued its slumber, which has lasted for tens of thousands of years…

The pitch-black Fat Ball, now reduced by nine-tenths in size, lay quietly on the ground of the Netherworld Realm, motionless.

Looking at the shrunken Fat Ball, Dark Song couldn’t help but think of the ‘Fat Ball Cloak’.

As an enemy, Fat Ball is the most fearsome kind… It is goal-oriented, scheming, intelligent, powerful, and relentless. Except for being somewhat unlucky, Fat Ball hardly has any flaws.

As a companion, Fat Ball turns into the most considerate being… It is clever, thoughtful, caring, and incredibly capable—a single ball is more useful than ten clones.

“I’ll find a place in the Netherworld to send and settle the resting ruler,” Dark Song said.

Leaving the slumbering Fat Ball here at random could likely cause a change among the nearby ‘demodragons’. The longer they stay near the ruler of the Netherworld, the smarter they become, and their cultivation innate skills also improve… For instance, the pets of Senior White Two are obviously much smarter than the average demodragons and have extremely strong cultivation talents.

“I’ll leave the rest to you,” nodded the intent of Daozi, having ‘whitewashed’ the fat ball. He has completely let go of the past grievances in his heart.

Now, apart from pushing Song Shuhang as the next Heavenly Dao, resolving the calamity of the Dark Sun, and taking care of Confucianism, he has no other obsessions.

[Tyrannical Song, you must work harder. I fear I cannot hold on much longer,] Daozi thought to himself.

As he continued to use Heavenly Dao Authority and exert the power of laws, he realized that his ’emotions’ were growing colder and his emotional fluctuations were becoming fewer.

If it wasn’t for the few obsessions in his heart, he might gradually enter a ‘desireless’ state and become as cold and mechanical as a machine.

After all, he had not “completely” proven his Dao, and the Fat Ball Heavenly Dao itself had already been in a programmatic state when resigning, these factors would all affect Daozi.

Song Shuhang rose to his feet and approached the fat ball big shot.

He bent down and picked up the ‘Thin Ball big shot,’ now only the size of a volleyball, and held it up.

“Next… find a suitable location,” Dark Song activated the ‘ruler of the Netherworld authority,’ eyes sweeping over the boundless Netherworld Realm.

As he activated the ‘ruler of the Netherworld authority,’ a faint resonance occurred between him and the ‘Thin Ball big shot’ in his hands.

This resonance spread out through an invisible connection.

The ‘Fat Ball Cloak’ that Song Shuhang’s main body was wearing joined the connection.

In the Sinful Black Lotus World, the Heavenly Dao’s corpse ‘Overlord Corpse’, which Song Shuhang’s ‘excess primordial soul projection + Fat Ball Heavenly Dao’s remains’ had fused into, also joined the connection.

The daughter sitting on the shoulder of the steel manifestation, Xiao Lingxiao, also joined the connected web.

Xiao Lingxiao represented the [liquefied metal ball], which was the Heavenly Dao’s contingency.

Dark Song + Fat Ball clone + Thin Ball big shot represented the [ruler of the Netherworld].

The Overlord Corpse represented the [remains of the Wielder of the Will].

After this spatially spanning linkage combined together, with Dark Song at the center, a set of space coordinates was faintly revealed.

These coordinates, cast into the vacuum, were unknown as to where they were to be cast…

However, these coordinates suddenly veered halfway through, making a 360-degree turnaround.

In the end, the other side of the coordinates connected to Song Shuhang’s main body.

Song Shuhang’s main body was baffled.

“What’s going on?” Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword asked in confusion.

Chu Pavilion Lord’s Dumb Hair gently twisted: “Has Dark Song turned into a coordinate? Connecting to Shuhang?”

“To be precise, it’s a Dao Marker,” the three-eyed young senior said slowly, “So, Shuhang, if you ascend to the Heavenly Dao in the future, you must treat your ruler of the Netherworld well…”

“Senior, I already have a ruler of the Netherworld,” Song Shuhang reminded.

“I know, I just meant that in the future you should treat your own ruler of the Netherworld kindly, and not follow the previous Heavenly Dao, who would dismantle the ruler of the Netherworld and conduct cruel experiments with it,” the three-eyed young senior advised.

“Understood,” Song Shuhang nodded.

Speaking of which, if he ascends to the Nine Heavens Dao in the distant future… will another ruler of the Netherworld be born? By then, would he have two rulers of the Netherworld?

“What is a Dao Marker?” Senior White two asked.

He had just noticed the phrasing from the three-eyed young man—he was a Dao Marker, so could he also be a Dao Marker?

“The complete ruler of the Netherworld is the Dao Marker of the Heavenly Dao, that’s all I know… My memories must have been tampered with by the Heavenly Dao’s Three Eyes,” the three-eyed young senior added, “It must be the complete ruler of the Netherworld.”

Upon hearing this, Senior White two couldn’t help but glance at his own thigh.

“Is the Dao Marker the coordinate for the Heavenly Dao’s return?” Dark Song, holding the Thin Ball big shot, thought.

He flicked his wrist, and in his hand, the Thin Ball big shot transformed into a glaive.

The Fat Ball big shot was originally the Dao Marker of the ‘liquefied metal ball,’ but the liquefied metal ball had collapsed, thoroughly frozen. Plus, with 90% of the Fat Ball’s existence consumed by Dark Song… did it become the Dao Marker of Song Shuhang?