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Chapter 2662: We Need a Push

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Senior White was a lucky guy, so he didn’t suffer from decision paralysis – as long as external influences didn’t sway him, he tended to make choices that leaned towards the “best” direction.

Even when faced with crucial decisions, Senior White could resort to methods like flipping a coin to happily make choices that were most advantageous to him.

Because Senior White’s luck only favored him personally…well, while he was a mobile source of luck, hitching a ride on his luck always came with a bit of risk.

Senior White’s luck only applied to him personally. His personal luck didn’t mean those around him would share in it. In fact, it was quite possible that those around him would endure some hardships, with Senior White reaping the benefits.

The “God Creation Plan” was a significant project that Senior White had been eager to progress in his lifetime. In countless small dimensions, Senior White, Venerable Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue, and Skylark ultimately settled on the “Dream Realm” as the experimental ground for the “God Creation Plan.”

It was a somewhat random choice, driven by the urgency of the “God Creation

Plan.” When choosing the Dream Realm as the experimental site, Senior White, Skylark, and Venerable Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue didn’t think too much about it, just that the Dream Realm was small and not too chaotic, making it suitable for their experiments.

And as it turned out… the Dream Realm was indeed the perfect place for Senior White’s experiments.

At this moment, the “rule assembly” of the Dream Realm was sent into the Netherworld Realm, pulled into the Nine Netherworlds.

The Nine Virtues Phoenix Saber, after assisting Skylark and Song Shuhang in building the tombs of the Eighth and Ninth Cultivators of True Virtue, flew leisurely in this area.

The Almighty Merchant established an interface to the network of virtue within the “Tomb of Tyrannical Song,” his true body starting to drift off.

Senior White Two’s granting of “Netherworld Dominance Authority” to Song Shuhang firmly suppressed the entire Tomb of the Immortals, with his golden thigh right next to the warehouse number.

– Senior White’s main body and Song Shuhang, twisted into a rope, connected the four of them.

A dream realm quietly opened, enveloping everyone.

The hazy dream realm turned into gray mist.

Under the shroud of gray mist, everyone present gradually lost focus in their eyes, entering a magical mode of “sleeping with eyes open.”

After a moment…

“Huh? Illusion?” Song Shuhang, protected by the “Netherworld Dominance Authority,” suddenly woke up.

He furrowed his brow, looking at the gray mist around him, preparing to activate the Netherworld Dominance Authority to drive away the dream world!

“Don’t panic, Eggface,” At this point, Father Goudan’s voice suddenly sounded in his ear. “This dream was activated by meeting certain conditions… I’ll watch over things outside. Don’t worry.”

Father Goudan had been watching the demons all along, but after sensing the changes in the Dream Realm’s rule assembly, his consciousness instantly shifted to Song Shuhangs side, then saw the changes in the tomb.

Then, he noticed the changes in this dream realm and its connection with the Nine Virtues Phoenix Saber, so he began to pay attention.

“But will this dream affect Senior White’s plan?” Song Shuhang cautiously asked. The later the plan, the more careful one needed to be to avoid everything going to waste with a single misstep, requiring starting over from scratch.

Father Goudan disdainfully said, “Just a small dream. With just a thought from you, you can dispel it… Don’t worry. And even if you make a mistake, I’m here, A flick of my paw can crush this kind of dream a thousand times.”

With him offering to help, the overall situation remained stable. Even if Shuhang acted recklessly, making waves that could overturn rivers, he didn’t need to worry about the bigger picture.

He was dependable like that!

Song Shuhang nodded, “With you saying that, I feel at ease.”

He only had two chances to fail. If he failed a third time, Senior White would need someone to ‘personally’ become a miniature sun to suppress the situation.

Song Shuhang had thought about it. If Father Goudan couldn’t stabilize the situation, leading to the failure of the plan… he would hand over Cheng Goudan!s lover, Fairy @#%x, letting her replace him as a miniature sun, illuminating the world, spinning in circles!

Through reading facial cues, the virtuous lamia, Father Goudan, and Cheng Goudan’s fairy remained silent.

At this point, the dream realm, after brewing for a while, finally began.

At the start, it was the familiar scene of the expanding sun to Song Shuhang.

The sun expanded rapidly, burning fiercely in a short time, and at a visible speed, entered the final stage of its life, eventually extinguishing and turning into a white dwarf.

“This expanding sun is like me expanding under the Ninth Nether Authority,” Song Shuhang suddenly said.

Pavilion Master Chu’s fur bristled in shock as she looked at the scene before her. “What’s going on? Is this a vision of the future?”

“It’s not necessarily the future, it might even be the past,” Song Shuhang said calmly. ‘Pavilion Master, don’t worry, next… an undying figure is about to appear.”

As the last “star” went out, the myriad worlds entered a true state of extinction.

At this moment, all beings in the myriad worlds were truly equal!

Whether strong or weak, fat or thin, male or female, they all welcomed an equal death.

“Did you see this dream?” Father Goudan asked.

Pavilion Master Chu echoed the sentiment.

“Yes, I got the design of the Tomb of the Immortals in this dream,” Song Shuhang replied.

As the dream progressed, time flew by.

The myriad worlds entered a great darkness.

However, the “undying” figure mentioned by Song Shuhang had still not appeared.

At that point in the dream’s plot, it seemed to have stalled.

“It’s stuck. The dream can’t progress any further,” Father Goudan observed.

Song Shuhang queried, “What’s the reason?”

“The rule power of the Dream Realm is not enough. Information about ‘undying’ struggles to evolve within this realm, even as a ‘dream,’ it’s not so easy to evolve,” Father Goudan explained.

Undyings were just that superior!

Father Goudan continued, “So, now we need a push, to push the rule power of the Dream Realm and continue evolving this dream.”

Song Shuhangs eyes lit up, “A push? Can’t we use Senior White Two’s leg to kick this dream realm?”

Before he could finish his sentence, Song Shuhangs body was sent flying, kicked away, and fell into the dream realm.

The dream realm seemed to have received a ‘push,’ continuing to evolve.

In the eyes of everyone, in the collapsing world, a Daoist figure emerged.

Behind this Daoist figure was an immense light of virtue, and as soon as he appeared, the cosmic starry sky began to tremble.

The Daoist’s physical body traversed directly through the catastrophe of heaven and earth’s extinction.

There were blurry, mosaic-like “undying powers” striking the Daoist’s side— this was the Dream Realm’s power unable to fully evolve genuine “undying,” only able to deal with it in a vague manner.

The Daoist turned slightly, revealing a handsome, harmless face of Tyrannical

Song..