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Soft Feather gloomily said, “There’s something wrong with this turn of events.” Song Shuhang said, “What?” Soft Feather said, “The Winged Whale King was captured by someone else…” When she learned that the Winged Whale King had escaped, she whipped up a plot in her mindtogether with Senior Song and the unnamed scholar, they would make their way to the Immortal Feast. The Winged Whale King would suddenly appear, and the three of them would have a huge battle with it and eventually capture it. In the end, they would win an extra portion of Immortal Fairy Bie Xue’s whale-based immortal dish.

However, they had not even set off that the Winged Whale King was captured, and with this, the reward was also gone. The handsome scholar smiled, and said, “Haha, there’s nothing that can be done about this. After all, we aren’t Senior White. If Senior White had been with us when we set off this time, we would have definitely encountered the Winged Whale King.” Soft Feather became dejected. “At times like these, I really miss Senior White.” Song Shuhang sighed, and said, “I feel that it will be great as long as we can get to the venue safely without any surprises.” Senior White had yet to come out of seclusion, so everyone was rather unsettled. Song Shuhang hoped that the Immortal Feast this time would proceed safely and without surprises.

October 6, 2019, 10:00 AM.

After Song Shuhang, Soft Feather, and the mysterious scholar finished sorting their items, they flew toward the Immortal Feast’s location.

The mysterious scholar placed his hands behind him, and then stepped on a ring that had a pair of small wings growing on it and was extremely fast. The ring exuded a faint fragrance of wine. In order to make his ‘presence’ stronger, the mysterious scholar used whatever means he had at his disposal.

Then was Soft Feather, the weakest among them. In order to catch up with Song Shuhang and the mysterious scholar, she used the energy-consuming ‘sword light flying technique’. Her figure and the sword light merged into one and whizzed forward. With the external core magical treasure providing her with extra spiritual energy, it wasn’t a problem for her to consume this much spiritual energy over a short period of time. Song Shuhang and Soft Feather were side by side, but he was only using the ordinary saber flying technique. The treasured saber Broken Tyrant swelled up, and the whale bone guardrail on it opened up. Song Shuhang firmly grasped the guardrail, feeling at ease in his heart.

Along the way, the mysterious scholar and Song Shuhang discussed how to increase their sense of presence. The two put forward countless hypotheses, talking very happily and wishing that they could talk for 10 days and 10 nights.

The mysterious scholar couldn’t help but feel regret not having met the other party earlier.

3:00 PM

The party of three finally reached the White Dragon Sea], which was where the Immortal Feast was going to be hosted.

The mysterious scholar said, “We’ll be arriving soon.”

Soft Feather said, “I’m exhausted. Senior Song, Senior Sword Sage, let’s slow down a bit.”

The mysterious scholar nodded, and said, “No problem, Fairy Feather. It just so happens that we have to determine where Fellow Daoist Seven and the others are at, so we’ll have to look around anyway.” And so, the three of them slowed down their flight speed.

The mysterious scholar began to contact Thrice Reckless Mad Saber and Su Clan’s Seven. At this time, in the air, one could periodically see sword lights, saber lights, immortal boats, and mysterious shuttles flashing past. The people who were participating in the Immortal Feast were gradually arriving at the White Dragon Sea area. This Immortal Feast had a very wide range of guests, and it wasn’t limited to people from the world of cultivation. Song Shuhang also saw a knight riding a celestial horse that brushed past him. The celestial horse’s four legs were moving in the air as if it were on the ground; it looked really cool.

Celestial horse knights and dragon knights were both very handsome professions. At this moment, above Song Shuhang’s head, the White Dragon suddenly said, “That colorful horse… I want to eat it.” “Slip-” The colorful celestial horse running in front of them suddenly stumbled on its front hoof and skidded forward for hundreds of meters.

“…” Song Shuhang. The knight on the horse reacted swiftly, jumping off his horse before stretching out his hand to grab it. The colorful celestial horse had difficulty standing up, and its legs were still trembling as if it had encountered something terrifying. The knight had a dumbfounded look on his face. He could only stretch out his hand to gently comfort his horse.

Finally, the celestial horse calmed down.

Then, the knight got on his horse once again. The colorful celestial horse’s wings shook, and it continued to fly through the air. The White Dragon watched the celestial horse fly away with reluctance in her eyes.

Song Shuhang said, “Ahem. Sister White Dragon, please endure it. I have a decent relationship with Fairy Bie Xue. After the Immortal Feast, would you like me to ask the immortal fairy to give you a full horse banquet?” He still had some spirit stones on him, and it shouldn’t be a problem to pay for a horse banquet. The White Dragon smiled softly. “It’s fine… My current state is similar to that of a virtuous body. Even if I wanted to eat something, I wouldn’t be able to.”

After saying that, she shrank her body and hid in Song Shuhang’s whale bone guardrails.

The three continued to fly forward slowly.

At this time, another practitioner came flying by from a distance.

This practitioner was not of the cultivation system. He had a white beard and white hair, but he was tall and powerful. His muscles were bulging, and his body was covered with scars.

He was wearing only a pair of beach pants and riding a strange spirit beast.

This spirit beast looked somewhat like a spider, but its body was a huge eye, and it had a pair of slowly flapping bat wings on its back. The old man saw Song Shuhang’s group from a distance. He did not pay him any heed at first, and was about to fly past him. However, when he approached Song Shuhang, his heart suddenly stirred.

The (nobody in the world doesn’t know you]-effect was activated.

While trembling, he said, “T-Tyrannical Song… T-Tyrannical Scholar!” “…” Song Shuhang. If a gray-haired old man called you ‘daddy’[1], how would you feel?

After he finished trembling, the muscular old man directed his spider spirit beast away from Song Shuhang, afraid of being subjected to pregnancy. “…” Song Shuhang. Then, after another moment, he suddenly felt something again, and his eyes fell on Song Shuhang’s right fist. That was where Song Shuhang’s life-bound magical treasure, the Defiant Whale Warrior’s Glove, was.

After that, the old man suddenly got excited, and directed his spirit beast to approach Song Shuhang cautiously. “…” Song Shuhang “The fake holy light abandons believers, but the true holy light never abandons anyone!” the old man said to Song Shuhang. Then, he held his thumb and pressed it hard on his chest.

He sensed the highest level of ‘true holy light’ coming from Song Shuhang’s glove, just as if that was God’s reincarnation! Song Shuhang was dumbfounded. At this time, the voice of the White Dragon echoed. [‘May the true holy light smile upon you, child’. Answer him in this way and say it with a smile.]

The corners of Song Shuhang’s mouth twitched slightly, and he finally squeezed out a gentle smile. “May the true holy light smile upon you, child.”

Calling someone who could be his grandfather a ‘child’ caused Song Shuhang to have goosebumps all over his body, as well as an inexpressible sense of shame filling his heart. After seeing Song Shuhang’s gentle smile, this Fifth Stage Realm old man suddenly burst into tears. “Sob~ The true holy light, you did not abandon us.” The gray-haired muscular old man was choked with emotion while saying, “Holy one, please tell us… Where has our God gone?”

“???” Song Shuhang.

“Holy one, our God… is gone,” the muscular old man continued. “That day, we opened our eyes, but found that we had forgotten a lot of things. We obviously gathered together because of the same faith, and we still had doctrines and scriptures that recorded the true holy light in our hands. We vaguely remembered that God was once by our side. But now, we have forgotten everything. We forgot our God, and we can’t even remember what he looked like. “Many companions have left, and more and more companions are lost and have no direction. “Our Lord… Where has he gone?

“Our Lord… has he abandoned us?”

Song Shuhang looked up at the sky. Mm-hm, he could guess the identity of this old man.

The believers of the (Church of the End) could be considered fanatics.

Their God, the big-eyed planet, was a creation of the Second Wielder of the Will, and had been thrown into the Wielder’s small black room. Similar to Song Shuhang and others’, the big-eyed planet’s presence had also been erased. As such, its followers could not remember its name, its appearance, or its might. Thinking about their situation, it did appear pretty miserable.

Their faith had collapsed overnight.

And now, this muscular old man mistakenly thought that Shuhang was a member of the Church of the End due to the cold holy light in his glove. Then, because of his identity as an Eighth Stage Profound Sage, the old man likely thought that he was some ‘Holy One’ of the Church of the End. The old man smiled and said, “Holy one, does our God… still exist?” Song Shuhang asked the White Dragon, [How should I reply this time?] The White Dragon smiled softly. (You can do whatever you want. I thought that he was looking for you for something important, but it seems that he simply mistook you for someone else.] Song Shuhang nodded, and then he slowly said, “God… is dead.” “D-dead?” The muscular old man’s eyes widened. After a while, he suddenly shouted, “Impossible, impossible! How could the Lord possibly die?” Song Shuhang slowly said, “In the entire universe, the only thing that is immortal and eternal is the Wielder of the Will, and God wasn’t the Wielder of the Heaven’s Will.”

The muscular old man covered his ears, and shouted, “I don’t believe this! It simply can’t be! I’m not listening, I don’t hear anything.”

This action, if done by cute loli, would be lovely and adorable.

However, if it was done by a muscular white-haired old man, it was revolting and shameful. After crying for some time, the muscular old man raised his head, looking expectantly at Song Shuhang, and said, “Holy One, our God wouldn’t die so easily. Let’s… summon him. As long as we work together, we will surely be able to summon him again!” Song Shuhang’s heart stirred, and he solemnly said, “Are you ready for the summoning? Do you know what it might cost?” The white-haired old man loudly said, “I am willing to lay down my life for our Lord!” Sure enough, this fanatic was like a brainwashed creature with an IQ of -100.

[1] ‘Tyrannical’ sounds like the word ‘daddy’ in Mandarin if you say it while stuttering.