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2396 Song, You Are A Dead Man!

Soft Feather felt that before setting out yesterday, she should have consulted a divination. This way, she could have delayed her departure based on the divination results, ideally until this morning when she could safely leave Spirit Butterfly Island. This would allow her to skillfully avoid the ongoing battle between these two formidable individuals.

“If I manage to escape this time without being turned into a pile of fish meat, I must remember to consult divination before any future outings,” Soft Feather resolved inwardly.

One of her strengths was her ability to learn from her mistakes and improve her skills each time she identified an error.

While Soft Feather was silently updating her life’s guidelines, the two celestial powerhouses in the sky took a brief break after an intense exchange of blows.

Both of them appeared somewhat fatigued, which was unusual given their extraordinary power. Normally, they could engage in battles lasting for decades or even centuries without issue.

But how long had they been at it this time? Earth, their current battleground, was evidently not their first choice. It was possible that they had fought for years before arriving on Earth.

Nevertheless, this was an opportune moment!

Soft Feather felt elated and began to survey her surroundings while searching for an opportunity to discreetly exit the vicinity of the ongoing battle between the two powerhouses.

At that moment, the large figure in the sky on the left side spoke in a deep voice, “Immortal Fairy White Bones, our continued pursuit is futile. Regardless of where you seek refuge, you cannot elude my grasp. Return the White Emperor Sutra to me. With the imminent transformation of the world, I cannot afford to waste time on you.”

The towering, grape-colored individual held a peculiar ruler-like magical treasure emitting a pitch-black fog of a world-destroying virus. His voice thundered like a storm and possessed an uncanny penetrative force, even reaching Soft Feather underwater.

He was speaking in an ancient language, which carried inherent power. Soft Feather, submerged beneath the water, could understand some of it, thanks to the occasional transmission of knowledge by her ghost spirit, which had been forcefully taken over by the Celestial Thearch. Among these transmissions was knowledge of ancient languages.

Soft Feather could comprehend most of the content in the ancient language, but she couldn’t pronounce it.

“This purple powerhouse is engaged in battle with someone named Immortal Fairy White Bones? It sounds like Immortal Fairy White Bones may have taken something valuable from him,” Soft Feather speculated, vaguely recalling the name Immortal Fairy White Bones from somewhere.

“You shameless wretch! Since when did the White Emperor Sutra become your treasure? And do you really think you can control me?” Immortal Fairy White Bones retorted while sending out a flying sword as she spoke. She then conjured a pair of enormous hammers from nowhere and smashed them together. Gritting her teeth, she continued, “King Kun, do you really believe my strongest skill is swordsmanship? Allow me to enlighten you: my true strength lies in the Way of the Hammer. When I employ the Hammer Dao, my power is ten times that of the Sword Dao! Back in the day, when I delivered a divine speech in front of others, it was about the Hammer Dao. If it weren’t for the fact that using a hammer would damage my image, I would have hammered you to death long ago!”

The grape-colored King Kun furrowed his brow. In his distant memories, Immortal Fairy White Bones had indeed given a divine speech about the Way of the Hammer.

However…

“Ten times?” He sneered and tightly gripped the virus-infused ruler. “Then let me experience the tenfold power of Immortal Fairy White Bones’ Hammer Dao!”

The White Emperor Sutra held immense significance for him. With the world’s transformation imminent, securing the White Emperor Sutra, which pointed directly to the origin of the Heavenly Dao, was crucial for his advancement and aspiration to become the supreme entity in the myriad worlds.

“Very well! Since you insist on pushing your luck, I’ll turn you into a pancake today with my hammer,” Immortal Fairy White Bones declared as she adopted a hammer stance and her aura intensified. Her aura enveloped the surrounding space and expanded the battlefield’s scope once again.

Soft Feather, concealed beneath the water, felt her heart race.

Finding an opportunity to escape seemed impossible now. The battle between Immortal Fairy White Bones and King Kun had grown even more challenging for her to evade.

What should she do?

Could she seek help from the Heavenly Emperor?

She hesitated, fearing it might bruise her ego.

However, she recalled Senior Song’s advice: “What’s the worth of your dignity? When necessary, toss it away, and then pick it back up. It’s better to lose your dignity than to lose life.”

With Senior Song’s wisdom guiding her, Soft Feather activated the cultivation chat feature and prepared to send a distress signal to The Celestial Thearch.

Senior Song’s cultivation chat function was truly remarkable.

Just as Soft Feather opened the cultivation chat function, a message arrived.

Coincidentally, it was from Song Shuhang. “Soft Feather, where are you having fun? Don’t get too carried away. I’ve already prepared the treasures and am ready to set off for the Su Clan’s Spirit River. Where are you? I’ll come pick you up!”

Song Shuhang had meticulously organized the Wealth Throne and programmed the water clone puppets to engage their roommates in chat groups. If everything went as planned, perhaps his roommates would awaken to ‘cultivation’ in three to four months.

Since he had nothing else to attend to, Song Shuhang gathered all the pendants and decided to contact Soft Feather for a pick-up.

“Senior Song, I might be in trouble today. There’s a chance I might end up as sashimi,” Soft Feather hastily replied.

Song Shuhang was left speechless.

Judging by the distance, Soft Feather should have already reached the vicinity of Jiangnan, right?

Could someone be targeting her in the Jiangnan region?

This would be a direct affront to Tyrannical Song! After all, the cultivation world tacitly recognized that the Jiangnan region was under the protection of Profound Sage Tyrannical Song.

While Song Shuhang had a thick skin, it didn’t mean he enjoyed being slapped in the face.

“Soft Feather, where exactly are you in the Jiangnan region now?” Song Shuhang inquired.

“Senior Song… I haven’t arrived in the Jiangnan region yet. I’m currently hiding in a sea area. I’ve been here for a night, and it’s a bit chilly. I don’t have my exact coordinates, but I believe it’s the sea area between Spirit Butterfly Island and the Jiangnan region,” Soft Feather responded.

“I can lock onto your approximate position. Senior Song, can you give me your phone?” Black-skinned Soft Feather emerged from Song Shuhang’s shadow and requested.

Song Shuhang handed over his phone and simultaneously sent a message. “I’ll have Black-skinned Soft Feather lock onto your location and pick you up immediately. Who is the other party?”

“I’ve locked onto the location. It’s right here,” Black-skinned Soft Feather pointed to a coordinate on the map displayed on her phone.

Pavilion Master Chu, who had been eavesdropping on the conversation, suggested, “Since the distance isn’t too far, I can teleport a Branded Wooden Saber to you first. Then, you can use your Inner World to perform a spatial jump. This way, the disturbance will be minimized.”

“Agreed!” Song Shuhang nodded.

Pavilion Master Chu elegantly flicked her hair and teleported a branded wooden saber near Soft Feather.

Song Shuhang activated his Inner World, created an exit at the coordinates of the wooden saber, and activated the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure defense before stepping inside.

“Immortal Fairy White Bones…” Song Shuhang began to speak, but was interrupted by a delicate voice that emanated from the void.

Song Shuhang was at a loss for words.

It seemed that a black pot with the Song family’s name on it had arrived, and it was quite a sizable and dark one.