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Chapter 2438 Seize the Opportunity, Tyrannical Song!

Those who had never laid eyes upon a Confucian sage couldnʼt fathom the extent of their strength!

Even the universally recognized Heavenly Emperor, who was said to be on par with the Confucian sage in terms of cultivation level, couldnʼt match the sageʼs prowess in battle.

This was the sage who had carved a unique path, ushering in a golden age for Confucianism!

The subsequent battle had no twists, no dramatic comebacks, and no thrilling flashbacks.

From the moment the Confucian sageʼs obsession body appeared, with the opening act of the iron fists of knowledge pounding the liquid metal giant, to the relentless onslaught that shattered it, there was a single sensation—pure exhilaration.

Throughout the entire battle, the obsession body of the Confucian sage never resorted to a second spell or attack.

Just like that, the colossal form of the liquid metal giant was mercilessly reduced to smithereens by the unrelenting iron fists of Confucian wisdom and left nothing behind.

”Itʼs over,” the Great Northern Emperor remarked softly.

The Confucian sageʼs obsession body retracted its final blow, and the scripture suspended in the air was drawn back into the sageʼs grasp.

The fervent flames of obsession dissipated.

The Confucian sageʼs obsession body vanished to reveal the feeble Slow-Witted Song within.

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Slow-Witted Song exhaled deeply and collapsed onto the ground.

His utilization of the Confucian sageʼs obsession power was fundamentally different from Song Shuhangʼs experience. When Song Shuhang had harnessed the sageʼs obsession, it had been primarily driven by his own will.

In contrast, when Slow-Witted Song activated the Confucian sageʼs obsession power, the entire battle had been orchestrated by the sageʼs obsession.

It felt as though his very essence had been drained.

Were it not for the support of Song Shuhangʼs ʼhalf bodyʼ this time, Slow-Witted Song doubted he could have endured until the end.

Cracks appeared on the Sacred Shadow Land on Slow-Witted Songʼs wrist.

Fortunately, the Sacred Shadow Land endured until the conclusion.

”Your efforts are appreciated,” Slow-Witted Song gently caressed the Sacred Shadow Land, being careful not to apply too much pressure, lest it shatter.

He then carefully removed the Sacred Shadow Land and placed it within the spiritual lake of the second half of Song Shuhangʼs body, where he could nurture it.

”Is it over?” the Immortal Peach Fairy inquired. This was a complete artificial world, and leaving it unused seemed like a waste.

At this moment, the Great Northern Emperor spoke coldly, ”We canʼt take control of it; itʼs too hot. We obliterated the liquid metal giant within this world, and itʼs highly likely that an invisible mark has been left on it.”

”But leaving it untouched seems like a waste,” the Great Western Emperor chimed in. ”Perhaps Tyrannical Song might fancy this chaotic world?”

”For Tyrannical Song, this small world is just as troublesome. Heʼs still in the midst of transcending the Eighth and Ninth Stage heavenly tribulations. Handing him this world might pose a risk. However... someone else might find it useful,” Slow-Witted Song noted.

He produced a disposable flying sword, a rudimentary version similar to Senior Whiteʼs, and left it at the entrance of the chaotic world.

Should Sage Monarch White require this chaotic world, his powerful fortune would naturally guide him to its vicinity and allow him to retrieve it.

If Sage Monarch White had no interest in this world or found it excessively problematic, his own fortune would naturally steer him clear of the small chaotic world.

”Additionally, letʼs leave a coordinate marker at a more distant location. If Sage Monarch White isnʼt intrigued by this chaotic world, when the time is right, we can return to claim it for ourselves,” Slow-Witted Song suggested.

The coordinate marker should not be placed too close, to avoid triggering a fixed-rate backlash from the Heavenly Dao.

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Having taken these measures, Slow-Witted Song initiated the golden vortex once more.

The ancient Heavenly Cityʼs Immortals returned to the golden vortex space—they couldnʼt linger in the mortal world for too long before the Heavenly Dao could potentially seize them to rectify its imperfections.

After the Immortal Emperors had departed, Slow-Witted Song sealed the golden vortex.

With their final retreat severed, the current Heaven was left with no escape route.

If their calculations held true, following the loss of this path of return, the Heavenly Axiom would be unable to ʼrestartʼ the next time it ʼcrashedʼ!

Both the core of this chaotic world and the Celestial Thearchʼs Heavenly Court Dao were methods employed by the Heavenly Dao Ball to reboot itself.

If the Heavenly Dao Ball couldnʼt be restarted and entered a state of dormancy, that would present the perfect opportunity for Song Shuhangʼs advancement!

Taking advantage of the Heavenly Axiomʼs temporary pause to ascend to the Prominent Divine Stage would spare him from the Ninth Stage heavenly tribulation.

”Seize the opportunity, Tyrannical Song. The rest is up to you,” Slow-Witted Songʼs form detached from Song Shuhangʼs body.

”Are you ready? Weʼre setting off.” At that moment, a figure materialized in the void.

It was Fairy Cheng Lin, now devoid of any signs of life.

Currently, she was borrowing Ye Siʼs body and employing a secret technique to make a temporary appearance.

”Letʼs go... Itʼs time to meet the Heavenly Emperor once more. To be honest, her transformation has exceeded our expectations,” Slow-Witted Song nodded.

The true form of the Celestial Thearch was also a part of the original ghost spirit, Ghost God Cheng Lin.