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Chapter 2780: This Guy Is Not To Be Trifled With

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Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The power of the “Heavenly Lightning Graduation Certificate” could reduce the duration of the “Celestial Killing Light” by nearly 40%.

However, Song Shuhang estimated that when facing the heavenly tribulation, the “Heavenly Lightning Graduation Certificate” might be slightly less effective. After all, the heavenly tribulation was different from other challenges. Besides the main lightning tribulation, the heavenly tribulation had various other attributes, like the cute inner demon tribulation.

Moreover, the Fat Ball’s research on heavenly punishment and heavenly tribulation, if used properly, could at least reduce the duration of the heavenly tribulation by one or two levels.

Song Shuhang combined the “Heavenly Lightning Graduation Certificate,” the Fat Ball’s research results, and his own understanding of the heavenly tribulation to start calculating and evolving the scenarios in his mind. In terms of transcending tribulation, Song Shuhang was already considered half an expert, so this small deduction wasn’t difficult for him.

Additionally, he was using Song Four for the deduction, and he had the authority of the ruler of the Netherworld.

“If we combine the two plans, we can reduce the duration of the heavenly tribulation by at least 50%! If used well, a 60% reduction wouldn’t be a dream,” Song Shuhang said, opening his eyes.

In other words, he could compress the Tribulation Transcender’s Thousand-Day Tribulation to the Tribulation Transcender’s 500-day Tribulation!

Within these 500 days of tribulation, he might even be able to subtract the 60 days of the Thousand-Day Tribulation that his clone had already passed.

The nearly three-year-long Tribulation Transcender’s heavenly tribulation might be compressed into a tribulation lasting one year and two months.

“In a year, I will be able to become a Tribulation Transcender… Although it still feels a bit long, this time is acceptable,” Song Shuhang said.

At present, he wasn’t worried about failing to transcend the tribulation.

After all, with just the power of a Ninth Stage heavenly tribulation, he could easily survive. Even the most powerful Ninth Stage heavenly tribulation would find it difficult to penetrate his strong defense.

Once he put on the upgraded Thirty-Three Divine Beasts Combined Magical Treasure, not even the father of a Ninth Stage heavenly tribulation could shake him.

“If it’s like this, why does it feel like the heavenly tribulation has lost its taste?” Song Shuhang thought to himself.

It wasn’t exciting enough and lacked challenge.

“Wait a minute, your mentality is getting inflated again,” Song Four said.

He then reached out and poked a transparent hole in his chest, revealing his dark glass heart. He nodded in satisfaction. “Let some air out. If it continues to expand, it will explode.”

The smoke demon core was speechless.

At that moment, the core was in complete despair.

After Tyrannical Song forcibly read the information inside, it felt tainted both inside and out.

After Tyrannical Song finished reading the information, the smoke demon core asked, “Tyrannical Song, where’s my master?”

“The Heavenly Dao has collapsed,” Song Shuhang replied.

Since the Heavenly Dao had collapsed, the ruler of the Netherworld would also die for love if he hadn’t prepared beforehand.

“How is that possible? The Heavenly Dao can at least hold on for a few more decades. My Lord predicted it. What did you do to the Heavenly Dao?” the smoke demon core asked.

Song Shuhang was speechless.

He pointed at himself and said, “I’m just a small cultivator of the Eighth Stage. What do you think I can do to the Heavenly Dao? Can I steal the rice from the Heavenly Dao family? Or will it cost the fabric of the Heavenly Dao family?”

What right do you have to ask me to be responsible for the collapse of the Heavenly Dao? Stain my innocence?

The smoke demon core calmed down upon hearing this. How could a mere Tyrannical Song tamper with the Heavenly Dao? If the Heavenly Dao could be tampered with, would it still be the Heavenly Dao?

However, when he saw Tyrannical Song suddenly become the ruler of the Netherworld, he subconsciously asked this absurd question.

“When the Heavenly Dao collapsed, I was undergoing the fifth Profound Sage Tribulation. At the end of the tribulation, for some reason, the Heavenly Dao collapsed. I didn’t do anything,” Song Shuhang said, feeling a bit guilty.

Fortunately, Song Four maintained a deadpan expression throughout the entire process.

“Is my master really dead?” the smoke demon core asked sorrowfully.

Song Shuhang gently patted the sad nucleus and said, “My condolences.”

The demonic core trembled slightly and fell into a dead silence. It seemed to have turned off its phone?

Song Four reached out and transferred it to the “Immortal Sealing Jail” in the Inner World, asking the core assistant to take care of it. It might be useful in the future.

“One year is neither long nor short,” Song Four said, looking up at the void.

After all, this was a special period of time, a period of Heavenly Dao transformation.

Song Shuhang wasn’t interested in fighting for the Wielder of the Will. However, this period was very special. If he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to do something, this period was the most suitable. If he missed it, who knew if there would be another Heavenly Dao Transformation Period to wait for?

“Unfortunately, I can’t drag the Thousand-Day Tribulation into the Netherworld Realm.” His authority as the ruler of the Netherworld was useless.

He wondered if there were any other methods to compress the time of the Thousand-Day Tribulation. Even if the total power of the Thousand-Day heavenly tribulation was compressed a little, it would still be good.

He was willing to undergo a more powerful and shorter heavenly tribulation.

On the other side.

In the passageway between the main world and the Wielder’s small black room.

Song Shuhang was controlling the “turtle shell immortal boat” with Zither Master Feng Yi’s hand on his arm.

Under the control of Senior White’s arm, the immortal boat steadily advanced to the next Wielder’s small black room.

At this time, Song Shuhang’s body slightly trembled. This was because Song Four’s message had synchronized with his.

“Interesting. He compressed the Thousand-Day Tribulation into a year,” Song Shuhang said softly.

Zither Master Feng Yi’s claws were confused.

“However, it would be even better if this year’s time could be compressed,” Song Shuhang said.

As they were speaking, the turtle shell immortal boat accelerated and entered the new Wielder’s small black room.

“You still want to pick her up?” Zither Master Feng Yi asked.

Could it be that this masked fellow Daoist’s job was to come to the Wielder’s small black room to fish people out?

“I’ve already picked up all the people I wanted to pick up. Now it’s time for me to make a bet with a senior. I need to search for a treasure in each of the Heavenly Dao Prison spaces,” Song Shuhang replied.

As he spoke, a memory suddenly awakened in the depths of his mind.

It was something that happened in the unknown world White 1-33. In the deepest part of that world, there was an ancient god seal.

Unknown White 1-33 was responsible for sealing the ancient god that could destroy the world.

The Ancient God sealed in the seal looked like a fossilized egg.

When Song Shuhang came into contact with it, it was in a berserk state and was about to wake up.

Just in case, Song Shuhang had an idea and sent the fossilized egg into the Wielder’s small black room to let it rest.

“Heavens.” Song Shuhang rubbed his temples.

The sudden recovery of his memories regarding the giant fossil egg meant that he had entered the Wielder’s small black room where the giant fossil egg was locked.

This fellow was not to be trifled with.

Boom!

Just as this thought flashed through Song Shuhang’s mind, a tentacle containing destructive power came crashing down on the turtle shell immortal boat from afar.

Song Shuhang didn’t need to guess to know that the ancient god sealed in the giant fossil egg had already noticed his arrival and was using the warmest way to welcome him.

He was too enthusiastic. Ordinary people couldn’t stand it.