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Chapter 2317 - 2317: Indebted!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Sage Monarch Winter Melon couldn’t believe his eyes as he witnessed the unfolding scene. With a thunderous roar, he charged toward the falling ‘shell.’

It wasn’t the sight of blood on the shell that bothered him. Rather, it was the lingering aura of ‘destruction’ still attached to it. If it were to crash into the city below, the consequences would be nothing short of catastrophic.

The massive shell fragmented into various-sized pieces during its descent.

Sage Monarch Winter Melon swiftly closed the distance to the falling shell.

His virtuous giant extended its colossal hands and made a desperate attempt to grasp the bloodstained shells.

Pieces of the outer shell, both large and small, came to rest in the palm of the virtuous giant. Even if there were any missing fragments, they were likely minuscule bits obliterated by the blood during the fall.

“Seal!” Sage Monarch Winter Melon activated several seals in succession and imprisoned the shells within the grasp of the virtuous giant.

Inside the sealed enchantment, the outer shell of the sphere continued to corrode under the influence of the blood… Until it eventually vanished.

“This blood is truly formidable. Regrettably, there isn’t enough of it,” Sage Monarch Winter Melon mumbled softly.

He released the seals, and the blood and the shell met their end together. Sage Monarch Winter Melon faintly sensed that his virtuous giant had grown a bit stronger!

The energy generated as the blood and the shell perished together seemed to enhance the power of virtue.

“If only the owner of this blood could release more of it,” Sage Monarch Winter Melon sighed wistfully.

Upon hearing this, Fairy Creation cast a sidelong glance at Sage Monarch Winter Melon from a distance.

She tilted her head while trying to recall Song Shuhang’s condition. If she could coax a bit more blood from Song Shuhang, he wouldn’t die, right?

“The sphere has temporarily stabilized… But somehow, it feels even more perilous,” a Venerable frowned.

He and the other two Venerables took advantage of the momentary pause in the ‘sphere’s movement to erect various sealing barriers around it. At the very least, they could delay the sphere when it resumed its activity.

“Black-Belly, you sense it too, right?”

The black-bellied Venerable found himself unable to disagree and silently nodded.

Fairy Creation stood by silently. She was responsible for transmitting the live broadcast to Song Shuhang this time.

As time ticked away and the sun began to set, the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball finally underwent a transformation.

Its shape began to shift.

A ‘drill’ emerged from the bottom of the sphere, and the sphere began to retract.

In a matter of moments, the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball transformed into a slender drill, which commenced spinning. The advantage of its liquid form was evident. It could change its shape at will. It could become thin or thick, long or short.

“Fairy, where’s Profound Sage Tyrannical Song?” Sage Monarch Winter Melon fortified his defenses and called out to Fairy Creation.

Fairy Creation tilted her head while giving him a wink in response. “Please, Tyrannical Song… Ah!” Sage Monarch Winter Melon hadn’t even completed his sentence before he let out a wretched cry.

The drill formed by the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball punctured through all the painstakingly laid barriers of the cultivators almost instantaneously and ruthlessly assaulted Sage Monarch Winter Melon’s defenses.

Sage Monarch Winter Melon’s layered defenses crumbled upon contact.

It wasn’t a question of the strength of his defenses. The gap between him and the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball was simply too vast and further exacerbated by the difference in their realms.

Fairy Creation moved swiftly and landed beside Sage Monarch Winter Melon. With a wave of her hand, she pulled him to safety.

At the same time, she used her finger as a brush to draw scholarly runes in the air. One by one, these runes formed a barrier that barely withstood the assault of the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball’s drill, if only for a moment.

Seizing this precious moment, Fairy Creation successfully rescued Profound Sage Winter Melon.

“Has Profound Sage Tyrannical Song not arrived yet?” Sage Monarch Winter Melon inquired.

Fairy Creation reached for a wooden sword hanging from her waist.

Sage Monarch Winter Melon raised an eyebrow. “Huh?”

“Yes,” Fairy Creation confirmed as she grasped the wooden sword and nodded.

She then hurled the wooden sword towards the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball with a controlled sword technique.

This wooden sword wasn’t an ordinary Sage-Sealed Wooden Saber, but a special model that Song Shuhang had asked Senior White Two to reinforce.

Originally a saber, Senior White Two’s strengthening had transformed it into a sword.

In a flash of swordlight, the Sage-sealed Wooden Sword ruthlessly impaled the Heavenly Dao Molt Drill.

Crack!

Half of the wooden sword embedded itself into the body of the Heavenly Dao Molt Drill. This sword, personally enhanced by the Ruler of the Netherworld, possessed the might of a divine weapon!

The Heavenly Dao Molt Drill winced in pain and thrashed about wildly.

A surge of collapse and chaos emanated from its body which exploded like a bomb.

All cultivators below the Sixth Stage Realm in the air were affected by the wave of chaos and lost their ability to ‘walk in the air. They started tumbling from the sky.

Simultaneously, among the ordinary people on the ground, a group of individuals also fell victim to the chaos. Those who resided on the 30th floor or higher happened to be within the range of the chaotic aura.

Disturbed, the ordinary people clutched their heads and huddled on the ground. They felt as though an earthquake were imminent.

Screams and cries filled the skies above the cities in the Jiangnan area.

Fairy Creation observed the unfolding events calmly. She had done everything within her power.

With her strength yet to fully recover, she felt powerless in the face of the current situation.

Within the Inner World, Song Shuhang fought a battle of his own.

“Sealing pillar! ” Song Shuhang ground his teeth while diligently practicing the Saber Nurturing Technique. However, the favorability of the sealing pillar was still slightly short of the mark. It would take at least half a day to build up this favorability further.

Half a day later, the temperature in the Jiangnan area had cooled considerably.

Time was running out.

Senior White’s research clone had already emerged from the sealing pillar while holding Tyrannical Song’s battle boots. He stood to the side.

Senior White Two perched on the tip of the sealing pillar and rested his chin on his hand as he gazed at Song Shuhang.

He wanted to see Song Shuhang resolve this matter on his own.

However, just as a precaution, his ‘projected clone’ had quietly infiltrated the Jiangnan area.

His projected clone didn’t intend to assist Song Shuhang with the Heavenly Dao Molt Ball but was stationed there to prevent the fat ball from causing any further trouble.

“No, there’s no time… I’ll owe you the rest of the Blade Nurturing Technique for now. I’ll make it up to you when I return, okay?” Song Shuhang called out to the sealing pillar.

The seven-colored light of the sealing pillar flickered slightly. Ultimately, its body levitated on its own.

Though it hadn’t yet birthed a tool spirit, it seemed to agree with Song Shuhang’s proposal.

It consented to defer the remaining Blade Nurturing Technique for now.

“Thank you!” Song Shuhang seized the sealing pillar and, with a thought, leaped back into his Inner World.

Senior White Two lightly hopped off the sealing pillar and landed gracefully on the ground just as Song Shuhang was about to take it away. He couldn’t allow Song Shuhang to bring him into the mortal world, lest it attract heavenly punishment.

“Let’s go!” Song Shuhang clutched the sealing pillar and utilized the Inner World as a launchpad. Then, while using the wooden sword as a point of reference, he initiated a spatial transfer.

A spatial portal opened on the Heavenly Dao Molt Drill.

Song Shuhang’s figure emerged from it.

He brandished the sealing pillar in his hand and swung it towards the Heavenly

Dao Molt Ball..