Thrice Reckless thought for a moment, and said, “I remember that Shuhang’s luck is also excellent. Similar to Senior White, every time one travels with him, opportunity and danger coexist. However…”

But in his case, it was Song (I will deal with all of the disasters by myself, and there is no need to be afraid of transcending tribulations as I am here] Shuhang.

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator interrupted, “Thrice Reckless, stop. This topic is too sad… and little friend Song Shuhang is right here.”

The person involved was right behind him, and he might come out at any moment.

If Thrice Reckless were to continue, he might end up seeking death again, so it was better to stop him before he went too far.

Fairy Dongfang Six fell into thought. “During the Immortal Feast, I kept on forgetting about Song Shuhang. Did he practice a cultivation technique similar to that of the mysterious scholar?”

The scholar sighed, and said, “My name is Drunken Sun, thank you.”

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator was taken aback. He vaguely remembered that the note on his phone had ‘Scholar Druken Moone’ recorded on it. Could it be that he had taken down the wrong name? Was it actually Scholar Drunken Sun?

“You aren’t focusing on the most important thing.” True Monarch Tyrant Flood Dragon rubbed his eyes, and then used the group voice sound transmission to say, “What you should all be paying attention to is that little friend Song has ascended to the Fifth Stage.”

As True Monarch Tyrant Flood Dragon’s voice sounded, the surroundings suddenly fell silent. Subsequently, the fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group started to enter a ‘group voice message mode’. Thrice Reckless Mad Saber asked, “Northern River, for how many months has little friend Shuhang been practicing?”

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator said, “Four months? Maybe a little more? Medicine Master should have a better grasp on this as he was the one who led Song Shuhang into the world of cultivation.”

Medicine Master calmly said, “According to the main world’s time, it would be a little more than four months… However, I heard that Song Shuhang had stayed in a time-distorted secret realm for a month. If we count that in, he would then have been practicing for around four months and a half up to five months.”

The fellow daoists of the Nine Provinces Number One Group fell silent once again.

Finally, Young Master Phoenix Slayer commented, “I just remembered that the reason I practiced like my life depended on it was that I was afraid of Shuhang catching up to

me.”

Afterward, he said full of sadness, “I didn’t expect for what I was worried about to come true so soon. He has already caught up to my realm…”

Not long ago, he was still able to maintain the dignity of a senior and lend his CPU to Song Shuhang to allow him to increase his proficiency in some techniques!

“I also just remembered some terrible memories.” Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue raised his head and looked at the galaxy, and slowly said, “It turns out that Song Shuhang was not the one who had his heart rent when his magical treasure was forged. Instead, it had been me and Sixth Cultivator of True Virtue who had our hearts rent…”

At his side, Fairy Sixth Cultivator of True Virtue was already crying. It was unknown whether she had burst into tears due to having stared at the ‘galaxy’ for too long, or if it was because of the heart-rending memories she’d just regained. Or… Could it be both?

“We clearly agreed on being invisible together, but he suddenly left me, and he’s even become so conspicuous,” the mysterious scholar murmured-he still remembered how he and Song Shuhang felt regretful for not having met sooner, but now that he saw Song Shuhang’s dazzling state, he suddenly felt betrayed.

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said, “Let’s talk about something else. This way, we won’t feel as bad.”

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator said, “My eyes feel like they are about to split open, and I can’t see anything anymore. Is Senior Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue the only one who can still hold on?”

Yellow Mountain responded, “I’m almost at my limit as well.”

The mysterious scholar remarked, “I can still handle it for a short while.”

“So overall, most of the fellow daoists can no longer see?” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber said. “If so, Senior Yellow Mountain, we can change our group’s name.”

Yellow Mountain asked, “What do you want to change it to?”

“Nine Provinces Chivalrous (Juxia) Group, which actually reads ‘Nine Provinces Blinded (Juxia) Group’.” Thrice Reckless Mad Saber gave a thumbs-up, and said, “Since all of the fellow daoists of the group have become blind, this name is very fitting for the group. The levels within the group could also be changed to something like ‘minor blindness, intermediate blindness, greater blindness, major blindness, and completely blind’.”

Yellow Mountain felt very tired and really wanted to retire.

Within Senior Yellow Mountain’s robe.

The smoky Song Shuhang was frozen and motionless.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to move, but that he couldn’t.

When Senior White’s galaxy appeared, Song Shuhang’s entire body seemed to have been placed under tens of thousands of kilos of weight.

Song Shuhang asked, “What’s happening?”

Senior White Two’s voice said, “It’s because you took advantage of a bug to replicate the pseudo-eternal mode. Even if it is an extremely weakened version, it is still the pseudo-eternal mode. Hahaha.” “…” Song Shuhang

While he was speaking, a ‘will’ swept over Song Shuhang’s body. There was no emotion in this will, and it felt like a cold machine, acting according to predetermined settings. At this moment, Senior White Two extracted a weapon from thin air-it was the Holy Sword of the End from the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure. This holy sword had been branded with Song Shuhang’s Sage Seal, meaning that it was a life-bound magical treasure belonging to him.

However, as it had gone through Senior White Two’s refining process, his aura could also be found on it.

That will swept across Song Shuhang and the Holy Sword of the End.

After a while, it quietly retreated.

The weight weighing on Song Shuhang’s body also disappeared.

Song Shuhang asked, “Phew. Senior White, what was that will just now?”

Why did it quietly retreat after the Holy Sword of the End appeared?

Senior White Two seriously said, “I really did guess right, hehehe. I can’t tell you too much about that will just now. Sometimes, the more you know, the faster you die. However, I can tell you some of my personal speculations. The Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure is related to that will just now, which is why it retreated after it sensed the Holy Sword of the End.”

Song Shuhang said, “I understand.”

That will just now was clearly related to the main world’s Senior White. The reason that will came over was that Song Shuhang had replicated the pseudo-eternal mode

In other words, the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure was also related to the main world’s Senior White…

Senior White Two said, “Alright, undo your smoke mode. The effect of your extremely weakened version is quite trash.”

Song Shuhang said, “How is it different from the original version?”

Senior White Two said, “Apart from being immune to physical blows, this extremely weakened version of yours is pretty much useless.”

Song Shuhang sighed, and said, “Well, that’s better than nothing.”

Senior White Two said, “Alright, let’s get back to that matter about the heavenly tribulation nuclear bombs. Normally speaking, I would directly take away those bombs from you, and just tell you about it afterward since that’s my style of doing things.” Song Shuhang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “However, they aren’t mine, and I can’t take the main world’s Senior White’s place in trading with you.”

Senior White Two said, “Mm-hm, I’ve suddenly thought of something.”

Song Shuhang responded, “Huh?”

Senior White Two said, “Since they aren’t yours, then what’s the point of talking to you? I should just take them away and notify the main world’s White afterward. That would be fine, right?”

“…” Song Shuhang Senior White Two said, “Alright, I’ll go with that. See ya.”

Song Shuhang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “Wait, can you let me talk to the main world’s Senior White first?”

At the same time, Song Shuhang quickly contacted Senior White, who was in the Palace of Virtue.

Song Shuhang hurriedly said, (Senior White, are you awake? Can I use some of the heaven tribulation nuclear bombs?] The voice of the main world’s Senior White sounded in his mind. (Alright. Remember to only take the duplicate models. If they’re unique, I’d prefer to conduct some research on them.]

Song Shuhang let out a breath of relief.

Then, he cooperated with Senior White Two and began to move the duplicate nuclear bombs, as well as some other sci-fi style heavenly tribulation weapons that Song Shuhang had never seen before.

Inside the Palace of Virtue.

Senior White, who looked to be about two years old, stood up and looked up at the galaxy.

“What exactly is that?” Senior White frowned.

Even he didn’t know what this galaxy was.

“Regardless of what it is, it’s about time to put it away,” Senior White said as he lifted his leg to leave the Palace of Virtue.

However, due to him being unaccustomed to his shrunken body, Senior White lost balance and slipped.

“Boom!”

He fell off the steps of the Palace of Virtue, and hit the patch of land in front of the palace.

With that one fall, a gigantic hole appeared.

“…” Senior White.

After a while. “Ground Leveling Spell!”

While still lying down on the ground, Senior White stretched out his hands and placed them on the bottom of the pit. Then, it looked as if time was flowing backward at the pit that had just been dug out, with the pit quickly being filled back up.

Everything quickly returned to how it was.

Senior White yawned. After that, he felt sleepy.

And so, he fell asleep on the ground where he used the Ground Leveling Spell.

When Senior White fell into a state of deep sleep, the ‘galaxy’ in the sky of the Inner World began to dissipate.

Sage Monarch Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue regretfully said, “It’s over.” He felt that he could have still held on for a while longer.

The other Profound Sages in the Immortal Feast also felt rather emotional. They hated that they couldn’t stare at the galaxy until their eyes exploded. “Boom!!”

Just as they were thinking about explosions, something really did explode.

The galaxy in the sky had exploded.

In the next moment, everyone in the Inner World only felt a violent shock.

Even the Profound Sages were no exception.

Senior Turtle was not able to avoid this, either.

As the galaxy exploded, everyone in the Inner World fell to the ground, unconscious.

Before Northern River’s Loose Cultivator lost his consciousness, his last thought was: “Thrice Reckless Mad Saber, you damn jinx”.

The galaxy exploded and disappeared.

At the same time, in the minds of all of the practitioners inside the Inner World, some of their recent memories were erased.

It was mainly their memories related to the galaxy that had been erased.

This was a self-protective measure used by the galaxy. However, their memories of the materialized laws from having seen the galaxy would not disappear. They would simply forget about the part where the ‘galaxy’ appeared. When everyone woke up, they would find out that they had inexplicably acquired some knowledge related to the principles of the world.

When Song Shuhang exited Senior Yellow Mountain’s robe, he saw all of his seniors lying on the floor.

Only the White Dragon remained conscious.

There was also Pavilion Master Chu in the “living spring’, who was still quietly blowing bubbles.