Cultivation Chat Group Chapter 2474 - 2474 The Essence of History is a Replay Machine

2474 The Essence of History is a Replay Machine

Perhaps there will be something like Heavenly Dao Molting White, Heavenly Dao Molting Eye, or Heavenly Dao Molting Dragon among them? Song Shuhang pondered while rubbing his chin.

Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet was speechless.

In the next moment, Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet, who had moments ago declared, We will never part in life and death. If you die, I will be the tablet, swiftly untied the rope connecting him and Song Shuhang. He leaped gracefully into the hands of Fairy Creation while transforming into a bystander tablet to avoid being entangled in Song Shuhangs tribulation.

Song Shuhang looked puzzled.

However, Senior White Two showed no reaction to the term Heavenly Dao Molting White. It seemed that he could accept the term Heavenly Dao Molting Whitemaybe because it didnt describe him, so he didnt mind it?

Seeing that Song Shuhang wasnt sent soaring into the sky, Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet felt somewhat regretful.

The thoughts of the ruler of the Nine Worlds are too complex and unpredictable. Its impossible to fathom.

At this moment, Senior White Twos voice echoed in Song Shuhangs mind again, Dont overthink it... The one who attacked you is still the Heavenly Dao Molting Ball.’

Song Shuhang was taken aback.

Wasnt the Heavenly Dao Molting Ball still sealed?

The fat ball is in a unique state. Its remnants were born before the Heavenly Dao collapsed and were sealed by us. And after the complete collapse of the Heavenly Dao Ball, a new Heavenly Dao Molting Ball was born in the world again to wander around. You can think of it this way: the previous Molting Ball wasnt entirely deceased, only half of it perished. This time, its the other half of the molt left behind after its demise, Senior White Two explained.

The Heavenly Dao governed countless realms, so a complete molt wouldnt be so diminutive. In fact, in the obscure corners of every plane, new Heavenly Dao remnants could emerge at any moment. The quantity might not even be singular.

Unless he waited for the new Heavenly Dao to vindicate the Dao, he could sweep across countless realms and conceal the Heavenly Dao Molting again.

Not dead? Half dead, half alive? Song Shuhang gazed at the sky. As expected of the Wielder of the Will, he possessed numerous tricks up his sleeve.

Half dead, half alive, are you referring to Shuhang? The voice of the Heart Demon Sword emanated from the cocoon of virtue. Even encased in the cocoon, it refused to relinquish its role as a heart demon.

Im not half dead. Im as dead as it gets, down to just one head, Song Shuhang retorted.

Ah! Hes dead! Hes dead! While they conversed, Lady Onions voice suddenly resonated.

Song Shuhang was perplexed.

When did Lady Onion become so immersed in character?

Did the trinkets on his person evolve toward actors?

Its crushed to death. No! Its crushed to death! Lady Onion exclaimed dramatically. She had been watching Song Shuhangs Profound Sage Speech and had been fine until now. Suddenly, the scene shifted, and she found herself in Song Shuhangs visual experience while getting crushed by the fat ball from another perspective. This pain was a hundred thousand times worse than when the green onion was unsheathed, and the green onion shoot fell.

What made Lady Onion feel even more despair was that she had experienced this before! Back then, she was in Song Shuhangs arms, being sliced into pieces and resurrected repeatedly.

But this time, she entered Song Shuhangs viewpoint and underwent the agony of being run over by the fat ball. Looking at the same event from a different angle was a novel experience!

Because she had lived through the original incident, Lady Onion knew well that this ordeal of being crushed to death wasnt just a one-time occurrence but an unending loop!

How cruel was the life of a green onion!

Im joining in! Soft Feather chimed in excitedly. Ah! My whole body is being crushed! How miserable!

Song Shuhang stared at Soft Feather in bewilderment. He didnt detect any signs of pain on Soft Feathers person.

Come to think of it, could the owners pain be transferred to the ghost spirit? Had Soft Feather shifted her agony to the Heavenly Emperor?

On the other hand, Su Clans Sixteens cute visage was contorted, evidently enduring the pain.

Thats why I told you not to watch the live broadcast, Song Shuhang sighed. He extended his hand, procuring the same type of sheet as the Almighty Merchant, wrapping Lady Onion, Su Clans Sixteen, and Soft Feather, allowing them to recline.

Ah, hes resurrected! Whos the one who revived him? Lady Onion clutched the green onion shoot, screaming at the top of her lungs.

In the adjacent room, Senior Eternal Fire, who had just rushed over with enthusiasm and was about to meet his young friend Song Shuhang, stiffened slightly.

Hold on, the pain will pass, Song Shuhang consoled, helpless that his pain immunity couldnt produce a vaccine to alleviate the pain for Su Clans Sixteen and the others.

Seeing Sixteen endure the suffering and hearing Lady Onions cries, he felt powerless.

Take them to the Inner World, Pavilion Master Chu suggested, her mind in a haze. The Living Spring can alleviate their mental anguish.

Song Shuhangs eyes brightened at this suggestion. The Living Spring can alleviate mental pain to some extent!

Senior Song, I dont need it, Soft Feather waved it off. I dont feel pain at all.

Dont be complacent... The longer the painful experience, the more excruciating it becomes, Song Shuhang cautioned. He reached out, gently placing Su Clans Sixteen, Soft Feather, and Lady Onion into his Inner World and situated them alongside Pavilion Master Chus main body, who was busy blowing bubbles.

The White Dragon opted to stay behind, transitioning from Su Clans Sixteens neck to Song Shuhangs. For the moment, she preferred facing Pavilion Master Chus foolishness rather than entering the Inner World.

She would rather endure Pavilion Master Chus ineptitude.

In the Confucianism world, which is clearly isolated, Tyrannical Song can still develop his own small world? Is his small world that formidable? King Kun, residing within Yuan Zis consciousness, pondered and made a note of this information.

It was a what if statement. If they ever needed to target Tyrannical Song in the future, theyd have to find a way to imprison this unique small world. Otherwise, Tyrannical Song could employ this small world for offense, defense, and escape. Therefore, they needed a strategy to limit it!

After sealing his Inner Small World, Song Shuhang exhaled deeply. The new Heavenly Dao Molting Ball is a headache.

A new Heavenly Dao Molting Ball? Molting Ball Two? Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet inquired.

The White Dragon inquired, Do you have a plan?

No, but I have experience. Perhaps I can use the same trick again, Song Shuhang mused while extending his hand to touch the sealing pillar that enclosed the Confucian Classic, which restrained the fat ball boss.

There appeared to be some kind of fate between the sealing pillar and the Heavenly Dao Molting Ball.

History was, at its core, a recorder.

Perhaps Heavenly Dao Molting Ball Two was destined to be sealed within the fat ball bosss pillar?

However, to seal the Heavenly Dao Molting Ball, Ill need cooperation from someone, Song Shuhang contemplated.

Boom!

Just as he pondered, a violent tremor shook the world outside the golden lotus.

I implore you to open your eyes and cease being so oblivious! The Tyrannical Song you seek is right here, within the scholarly faction! So, cease chasing me! A thunderous voice echoed from beyond the White Cloud Academy and reverberated into the world of the golden lotus.