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The Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao had already shut up.

It didn’t want to talk anymore—because it knew that no matter how eloquently it spoke, Tyrannical Song wouldn’t let it go.

The last bit of hope that had just emerged in its heart was completely shattered.

There was no hope left at all.

Loneliness, did the 19-year-old Tyrannical Song even understand what that was?

It didn’t doubt the fact that Tyrannical Song “just turned 19 this year,” because at Tyrannical Song’s level, such a lie served no purpose.

The current Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao actually had only one question in mind—how did Tyrannical Song manage to do it? At only 19, how did he become a pseudo-immortal and even transcended immortality?

Starting to cultivate from one’s mother’s womb wouldn’t be enough, right?

But it had no plans to ask.

What would be the point of asking?

It was already in complete despair; it was going to die anyway. Asking would only serve as a chance for the other party to show off before its own death.

Even if I’m dying, I won’t be your assist to show off!

“You’re not going to continue asking?” Song Shuhang looked at the silent Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao and counter-questioned, “I can tell that you still have doubts in your heart.”

The Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao didn’t want to speak: “…”

“Aren’t you curious how I did it? How I became a pseudo-immortal at the age of 19, and even transcended the Heaven’s Way? And my method for transcendence, aren’t you curious about that?” Song Shuhang asked again.

The Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao: “…”

It had underestimated Tyrannical Song’s realm. Even if it didn’t assist Tyrannical Song, even if it remained silent, Tyrannical Song would still intercept on his own, attack on his own, rebound on his own, and score all by himself.

To be honest, it was curious about Tyrannical Song’s ‘Transcendence Method.’

But it just wouldn’t ask.

“Actually, let me tell you something else. When you heard that I am 19 years old, did you think I had been cultivating for a full 19 years?” Song Shuhang talked to himself.

The Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao kept silent: “…”

Tyrannical Song, the chatterbox, felt like he could talk to himself all day, or even longer.

“You’re wrong. Actually, I only started serious cultivation last year… no, it’s a future time point now. So, I should say I started cultivating at the age of 18!” Song Shuhang explained.

The Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao showed a baffled expression: “???”

“You heard right, I’ve only been cultivating for one year, and I’ve already transcended immortality. You, on the other hand, prepared for four cycles of Heavenly Dao reincarnations to transcend, secretly undermining one Heavenly Dao after another. But despite your preparation spanning so many epochs, it wasn’t a match for my one year of effort,” Song Shuhang raised his index finger. “How does that feel?”

How could it feel? Upon hearing this, the Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao’s mindset was about to explode!

One year?

Are you kidding me?

Feelings of unwillingness, sorrow, helplessness, bursting anger, and regret were surging in its heart.

“Lastly, let me tell you one more thing.” Song Shuhang felt it was about time and decided to deliver the final blow to the Dark Heavenly Dao’s heart. “Do you know why I was desperate to advance, and why I strived so hard in my cultivation? It was because the pressure you gave me was too much… The ‘Myriad Realms’ Destruction Virus’ you staged in the shadows was my biggest motivation to become a pseudo-immortal within a year.”

The Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao had nothing to say: “…”

“But that’s not the point. The point is, if you hadn’t staged the ‘Myriad Realms’ Destruction Virus,’ when the Ninth Heavenly Dao took office, and after the Ninth Heavenly Dao’s term ended… A cycle of the myriad realms would have concluded. All things would enter a phase of annihilation, and a new ‘Myriad Realms’ would be born. That is to say, if you did nothing and only made a move at the last moment of cosmic oblivion, deploying your ‘Transcendence Method,’ perhaps you might have had a chance to win by doing nothing?” Song Shuhang slowly said.

The Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao, at this moment, finally couldn’t hold back and sat up in shock, as if on its deathbed!

I, lying and winning?

A speechless regret, like a tide, flooded the heart of the Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao.

“But anyway, now, you no longer have a chance,” Song Shuhang stepped forward, blinking in front of the Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao.

Then he clenched his fist and hammered down at the Dark Heaven: “This punch is for the Seniors of my Nine Provinces Number One Group!”

Boom~

Intense pain afflicted the body and soul of the Dark Heaven— even the Immortal Body felt pain!

Although it wasn’t destroyed, this pain was real.

It hadn’t tasted such pain since it proved its Dao and became immortal in the Fourth Era. But today, after a long absence, it tasted the flavor of a brutal beating.

“Ah~” The scream of agony, unheard for four eras, was emitted from its mouth.

“And this punch is from Senior White two for you.”

“Ah~”

“There’s also a share for Soft Feather, and Lady Onion’s, Sixteen’s…”

“Ahhhhh~ Ah~”

Midway through the beating.

“Senior White, do you want to take a punch?” Song Shuhang turned his head and asked.

“I’ll pass, just hand over its ‘body’ to me later. Back in the year 2020, I was researching the ‘Immortal Body’ turned into pure sand and conducted several experiments, trying to convert it into the ‘bone of eternity’ mode like Cloud Gauze Three View Moon. Later we’ll put it into practice, and if successful, we can fit all companions at this time point with an ‘Immortal Sand’ insurance,” said Senior White.

“Senior White, good idea,” Song Shuhang gave a thumbs up.

“If you can bring some ‘Immortal Sand’ back to 2020, we could fit the chat group members of that time with an ‘Immortal Sand’… after all, we can’t touch the ‘Immortal Body’ of 2020, it needs to be kept intact. So, it’s best to take some back from here,” Senior White continued.

“No problem, I can do it as long as I prepare a little. After all, I am now a transcendence immortal. Plus, when we go back to the future, we should bring back some local specialties, understandable,” Song Shuhang confidently said.

[Me? A local specialty?] The Dark Heaven, rolling on the ground from the beating, wished it could ‘self-destruct’ at that moment and kill both Tyrannical Song and the rascal White.

But… it couldn’t.

The Immortal Heavenly Dao could not hurt itself.

Just thinking about being killed and then turned into a ‘Resurrection Tool’ made its feelings of despair pile up even higher.

“So the last punch, I am delivering for myself. This punch ends all the obsessions of the great Tyrannical Song!” Song Shuhang clenched his fist for the last time and fiercely pounded it onto the Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao!

With the fall of the fist, rules were twisted and rewritten!

In the hands of a ‘Heavenly Dao graduate,’ it seemed that even the Attribute of ‘Indestructible’ was affected.

In the midst of intense pain, the Immortal Sand Body could no longer protect the ‘intent’ of the Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao.

Just like the Fourth Heavenly Dao of 2020, its intent began to burn… but this time, its intent was forced to burn!

Gradually, it was burned into a pile of pure white sand crystals.

“What a pity,” Song Shuhang regretfully said.

He had wanted to hit the Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao with a few more blows, for it to repay with high interest the despair it had brought to the Seniors.

Unfortunately, the Fourth Dark Heavenly Dao did not cooperate.

“`

Halfway through the beating, this guy clammed up, completely lacking any sense of fun.

“Next time I get the chance, I’m going to suppress its ‘power of eternity’ and let the seniors from Nine Provinces Number One Group along with Future Child and others come over, add my strength, and give it a good thrashing to vent some frustration,” Song Shuhang said.

Senior White made a gesture with his hand and swept up a pile of the pure white sand crystals, “That’s enough. In the moment of its near success, we’ve dashed its hopes. This kind of despair is enough to compensate for the despair of Nine Provinces Number One Group and Future Child. Besides, its ‘Immortal Sand’ will ultimately serve as compensation.”

“That makes sense,” Song Shuhang nodded, “Should we stay in this era for a bit longer then?”

“There are some regrets left by the Future Child of this era that you need to address. Additionally, you need to look for the intent of the Nine Virtues Phoenix Saber and Lady Onion from this time… The timing should be just right,” returned Senior White.

He would be responsible for finding out how to integrate the ‘Immortal Sand’ with the members of Nine Provinces Number One Group, while Song Shuhang was responsible for summoning back the seniors who died in Future Child’s time.

They also needed to say farewell to Soft Feather and others in this era.

“Alright, that’s settled then,” Song Shuhang said, pushing forward with his hand, reopening the spatial gate right above where the great Tyrannical Song had been in seclusion.

…

…

At the front of the new Seclusion Place’s stone gate.

“The grayness in the sky has dispersed!” Short-haired Lady Onion looked up at the sky.

The gray aura of death, visible only to cultivators, had finally cleared completely from above, returning color to a world that had been ‘gray-scaled.’

Does that mean Song Shuhang was successful?

It was only about half an hour, right?

“Senior Song should be coming back now,” Future Child said while sitting on the spirit butterfly, gently kicking her slender legs back and forth.

This little girl’s demeanor hadn’t been seen on Future Child in a long time.

At this moment, Future Child was truly ‘alive’ again.

[Besides not paying a salary, Boss Song is still somewhat useful,] Lady Onion thought to herself.

While pondering, a spatial gate opened, and Tyrannical Song stepped out.

“Eh? Where’s Senior White?” Short-haired Lady Onion looked behind Song Shuhang with puzzlement, hope for the anticipated Senior White not materializing.

Without Senior White there, she felt a bit uneasy.

Especially with only disaster-relief device Boss Song there.

“Senior White is here; he’s currently researching ‘Immortal Sand.’ Before leaving, he wants to prepare a gift for you all,” Song Shuhang replied.

Lady Onion breathed a sigh of relief, then asked, “Is it resolved? That Dark Sun and its main body?”

“Of course,” Song Shuhang said. “Its Immortal Sand Body has already become our spoils of war.”

“We’ve been struggling with this for over a thousand years and couldn’t get it resolved. You come over and it’s settled in half an hour…” Lady Onion sighed, her emotions complex.

“After all, that’s what I came here for. The past, the present, the future, they’ve all forged me,” Song Shuhang lifted the sproutlike Lady Onion and placed her on his shoulder: “I’ve already locked onto the intent of Lady Onion and the Nine Virtues Phoenix Saber of this era; I can bring them back at any time. Before I go back, I will restore the intent of Lady Onion from this era. There’s a bit of time left, so you can say goodbye to the seniors from the Nine Provinces Number One Group.”

“Got it, got it. Remember later to leave a ‘time-crossing video chat function’ for me and Soft Feather. After I go back to 2020, I still want to say goodbye to the fellow group members,” Lady Onion reminded.

After saying this, she lightly leaped to a spot in the Seclusion Place, tapped her arm, and a sci-fi glowing screen similar to a smartphone interface popped up; Lady Onion began to operate it…

“And then, Future Child,” Song Shuhang waved towards Soft Feather on the spirit butterfly, “Lastly, do you have any wishes?”

“Senior Song, in this era, to us, you are ‘Past Shuhang,’ and I am not Future Child,” Soft Feather giggled.

She lightly hopped down from the spirit butterfly and came to Song Shuhang’s side.

“`

After she took her place beside Song Shuhang, Tyrannical Song noticed that Future Child had grown even taller…

From a total height perspective, Future Child was about a head shorter than him.

But when they stood together, Future Child’s legs were still longer than his by a sizable margin.

At this moment, Tyrannical Song suddenly had the thought, “Could I possibly have short legs?”

Should I use the rule of “transcendence and eternity” later to elongate my own legs a bit?

“Finally, there are a few lingering obsessions left, let me take care of them for you in one breath,” Song Shuhang said, his gaze moving away from Future Child’s long legs.

Seniors from ‘Nine Provinces Number One Chat Group’ who disappeared due to accidents, members who were gravely injured beyond healing, fellow friends trapped due to their obsessions… and the whereabouts of Senior White two.

Now, with Song Shuhang’s methods, all could be brought back.

“Senior Song, after detaching, don’t you complete becoming ‘The Only One in Myriad Realms’?” Future Child asked.

“In fact, I already am,” Song Shuhang laughed heartily: “The ‘The Only One in Myriad Realms’ that I’ve chosen is different from what everyone assumes it to be. And, being unconstrained by all rules, there’s nothing that can limit me anymore.”

Future Child nodded—it was indeed a choice Senior Song would make.

“So, finally, please fulfill my wishes for me, Senior Song,” Future Child said with a pure smile—just like in 2019 when she first met Song Shuhang.

…

As Song Shuhang and Future Child continued to perform spatial jumps, the space around them shifted constantly.

The gravely injured members of ‘Nine Provinces Number One Chat Group’ were healed.

Inner Demons were dissolved… and pitifully enough, even those Inner Demons were taken away.

One by one, good news spread throughout the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Chat Group.’

In the end, even the members who had disappeared received resurrection within their former cave dwellings.

Senior Yellow Mountain awoke and once again began to oversee the big picture within ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group.’

Everything was just like the scene Future Child once dreamed of.

It was as if the entire world’s timeline had suddenly returned to the year 2019…

“Thank you, Senior Song,” Future Child said.

“The one who should be saying thanks is me,” Song Shuhang replied—now he knew that if it weren’t for Future Child, an accident could have happened to seniors like Copper Trigram, True Monarch Ancient Lake Temple, during that heavenly tribulation, which would have left him with lifelong regrets.

…

Time was about right.

Song Shuhang looked up at the sky, where Senior White’s experiment was also ready.

“Senior Song… how’s Soft Feather from 2020 doing?” Future Child, sensing that Song Shuhang might return, asked.

“Still doing very well, lively and cute, keeping the same as when I first met her,” Song Shuhang replied with a smile.

“However, Senior Song… that innocent and lively Soft Feather will eventually grow up,” Future Child said solemnly: “She can’t stay the same forever, even without experiencing various events like I did. But over time, she will indeed grow up.”

“Senior Song, have you ever considered… that you’re actually quite exceptional?” Future Child added.

“I am really just a salted fish hanging on the legs of the seniors,” Song Shuhang replied, feeling a little embarrassed by Future Child’s sudden praise.

“Senior Song, you have to believe in yourself, you are truly outstanding,” Future Child smiled.