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2186 Scored a lucky hit

The three-eyed young man stared daggers at Song Shuhang.

Song Shuhang sat obediently opposite him, the Impregnable Holy City shining brilliantly behind him.

“Master, you have been slapped in the face,” the eyeball-looking butler said softly. Then, it brought out its umbrella again.

The torrential rain that had just stopped poured down once more.

Dark clouds covered the sky of the world behind the wooden door.

The eyeball-looking butler skillfully opened the umbrella, not letting a single droplet hit its body.

The three-eyed young man looked at Song Shuhang and said, “Can’t you ever follow normal procedures?”

When it came to newly-ascended Venerables, the first thing that they would do was to enter a state of meditation to consolidate their realm. After that, they would sharpen their mind and recall their deepest memories. It would then take a year to several years for them to construct their personal illusory reality.

Song Shuhang had just ascended, so why did he already have an illusory reality?

Opposite him, Song Shuhang waved his hands and said, “Senior, I really don’t mean anything by it. I just wanted to show you this illusory reality. This illusory reality is quite special as it’s not the product of my main nascent soul but rather of the Golden Core Composition of my first small nascent soul. It appears to be different from normal illusory realities, and my other six small nascent souls are also likely to condense their own illusory realities eventually.”

The three-eyed young man: “…”

In other words, you’re telling me that you’re going to have six other illusory realities like this one?

Tyrannical Song, how dare you say that you do not mean anything by it?! You’re slapping me in the face repeatedly!

The torrential rain in the sky got heavier, and some hail came down mixed with the rain.

Several large holes appeared in the fabric of the butler’s umbrella.

A few of the hailstones even hit its body.

The eyeball-looking butler sighed silently. This kind of mercurial master was truly difficult to serve.

It silently put away what was left of the umbrella and took out a larger, shield-shaped umbrella made of steel, and opened it up.

“Clink, clink, clink~” The hailstones fell on the steel umbrella, making a crisp impact sound that was actually very pleasant.

In the meantime, Song Shuhang had also taken out a turtle shell shield to protect himself from the hail falling from the sky.

He hurried to explain, “Senior, I really don’t mean anything by it. Actually, the illusory reality is an ability I grasped when I was still in the Sixth Stage Realm. If you don’t believe me, take a look at this!”

The reason he was showing another illusory reality right now was not that Song Shuhang’s desire to survive had disappeared, but rather because his desire to survive was unprecedentedly strong now!

In the copy of Senior White’s desert world, there was a younger version of Senior White.

In desperation, Song Shuhang hoped that Little White would bring him luck!

His strong desire to survive urged him to take this step.

The three-eyed young man was puzzled.

The eyeball-looking butler said, “Master, Profound Sage Tyrannical Song said that he grasped the illusory reality when he was still in the Sixth Stage.”

“Shut up.” The three-eyed young man felt his liver aching.

Song Shuhang snapped his fingers, and the Impregnable Holy City dissipated, turning into a desert.

Torrential rain and hail fell on the hot sand of the desert.

Senior White, help me! Song Shuhang prayed silently in his mind.

Little White did not show up, but a rumbling sound came from the depths of the desert world.

In the next moment, a thick pillar rose from the sand.

Song Shuhang shouted, “Oh no!”

When he saw this demonic god pillar appear, he felt a chill in his heart.

Whenever this pillar appeared in the past, he would be hung up on it and burned to death.

Although he wasn’t really going to die, it was not a good experience.

Moreover, it was quite embarrassing to be hung up and burned like that.

Amidst the rumbling sound, the demonic god pillar rose from the ground.

In the next moment…

The three-eyed young man was lifted up by the pillar to a height of over 20 meters. Right after that, a terrifying demonic fire erupted from the pillar and turned the three-eyed young man into a burning man.

Song Shuhang raised his head and stared stiffly at the burning man hanging from the pillar.

It’s over. Today, someone surnamed Song is absolutely done for. There is no saving him.

The eyeball-looking butler raised its head silently, looking at its master who was hoisted up by the demonic god pillar.

“Eh, isn’t this Demon Emperor Hezhi’s demonic god pillar?” said the eyeball-looking butler.

No wonder my master did not dodge; it was because he was hoisted up by the demonic god pillar.

It seems that seeing Demon Emperor Hezhi’s pillar brought back some memories from the past.

Afterward, the eyeball-looking butler stretched out two tentacles, placed them together, and muttered something.

At the same time, it said to Song Shuhang, “Profound Sage Tyrannical Song, hurry up and make a wish. This is a living, crucified, and burning God, so take this opportunity to make a wish. You must not miss it as it might never come again.”

Song Shuhang: “…”

How did this butler survive till now? It’s simply a miracle.

Or could it be that this eyeball-looking butler is similar to the virtuous lamia and cannot be killed as long as its master is alive?

Anyway, this butler seems to know Demon Emperor Hezhi.

Taking into account that Demon Emperor Hezhi had the qualifications to take part in the battle to become the Wielder of the Heaven’s Will… Could it be that he competed with the three-eyed young man for the position of Wielder of the Will?

Or does Demon Emperor Hezhi have some kind of relationship with the three-eyed young man?

On the demonic god pillar, the three-eyed young man came back to his senses after about ten breaths.

With a quick movement, he broke free from the pillar and landed on the ground.

In the sky, the torrential rain and hail disappeared.

However, dense, dark clouds were still everywhere…

The butler put away the steel umbrella and took out a rocking chair.

The three-eyed young man sat down on it.

His eyes suddenly turned to six o’clock, and after a long time, he finally looked away.

He said slowly, “Cancel this illusory reality.”

Song Shuhang snapped his fingers to cancel the illusion and returned to sit opposite the three-eyed young man. That demonic god pillar seemed to have scored a lucky hit, allowing him to escape a catastrophe!

The three-eyed young man said seriously, “Let’s get back to business. Since you can create an illusory reality, you should be able to feel it. This innate ability that Seventh Stage Venerables possess is very mysterious. Theoretically speaking, it should not be an ability that can be grasped by a Venerable as it involves the principles of illusion, reality, as well as creation.”

Song Shuhang nodded.

He remembered that another senior had once said something similar to him.

“So, after you have ascended to the Seventh Stage, you do not need to hurry to ascend to the Eighth Stage. My suggestion is to study the illusory reality in depth. In addition, I have some knowledge about illusory realities in my hand. Come here, I will pass it on to you.” The three-eyed young man waved to Song Shuhang.

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and brought it to his forehead, plucking out his third eye.