Song Shuhang anxiously said, “Not good, Senior White. The metal heart is stuck to my Divine Lobster’s Chariot, and is refusing to let go.”

[Sure enough, it’s going as I anticipated. Since your Combined Magical Treasure had assumed the form of a sun, it has been designated as the medium for the big-eyed planet’s resurrection. However, the big-eyed planet has only been locked inside the Wielder’s small black room, and it hasn’t died. As such, this metal heart will ultimately belong to us.] Senior White Two was not worried at all. Song Shuhang smiled bitterly, and said, “Then, Senior White, how am I supposed to give this metal heart to you?”

Senior White Two responded, (Is that even a problem?]

While they were speaking, something was sent out of Senior White Two’s world of the black lotus.

It was another Divine Lobster’s Chariot!

One should not forget that Song Shuhang had created two sets of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure. Although one set was created for Senior White Two, in essence, it was still owned by Song Shuhang. It was branded with Song Shuhang’s Sage Seal, and it had been assembled by him step by step.

The only difference between the two sets of the Combined Magical Treasure was the Defiant Whale Warrior’s Glove.

Apart from that, the other components were exactly the same.

Senior White Two said, “Let’s exchange Divine Lobster’s Chariots. This shouldn’t affect the function of the magical treasure.”

Did the metal heart really think that it could stick with Song Shuhang just because it was attaching itself to Song Shuhang’s Divine Lobster’s Chariot?

Too naive!

Song Shuhang had two sets of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure.

Although one set had become a part of Senior White Two’s collection, it still belonged to Song Shuhang

As a result, the two Divine Lobster’s Chariots were exchanged.

Song Shuhang gave it a try. Although the chariots had been exchanged, it did not seem to affect the functions of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure.

As long as there weren’t any problems with his Defiant Whale Warrior’s Glove, the core of his combined magical treasure, the other 32 magical treasures, which were also life-bound magical treasures, would be able to combine and form the Impregnable Holy City.

[Just give me some time to research the structure of this metal heart. When the time comes, I’ll give you one as well. This way, you won’t have to expend your own energy to operate your Combined Magical Treasure.] Senior White Two was in a good mood.

This metal heart was the spare core of the big-eyed planet, and it later became its means of resurrection. It was similarly a product of the Second Wielder of the Will.

“You’ll give me one?” Song Shuhang’s eyes lit

up.

Senior White Two replied, (Right, but I can’t simply give it to you for free. After all, I’m the ruler of the Netherworld… You’d better think of what you can give me in exchange for the core when the time comes.]

Song Shuhang really wanted to give himself a slap in the face. Why did he have to ask?

The benefits that were to be his had flown away.

Senior White Two said, [Alright, I’ve got what I wanted. Now, I have to study this metal heart and the ‘small black room-breaking disposable flying sword’. Don’t call me if there isn’t anything important.] Song Shuhang said, “Wait, Senior White. Are there a lot of followers from the ‘Church of the End’ gathered nearby? Is there a quick way to deal with them? Otherwise, I feel like the situation is going to become quite dire for me.”

Now that he had taken away the metal heart, he would definitely be targeted by the followers of the Church of the End. As soon as Senior White Two left, these fanatics would attack him, and he wouldn’t be able to handle them.

Senior White Two calmly said, (You’re thinking too much… Given your current state, the moment they turn their head, they will forget about you.]

There was no need to worry about a dire situation arising-after a few seconds, the followers of the Church of the End would have forgotten all incidents related to Song Shuhang. At that time, they would probably end up staying frozen where they were with a dazed expression, completely oblivious to what had taken place. Moreover, they would discover that the spirit stones they’d saved up over their entire lifetime had inexplicably disappeared…

That’s right! Song Shuhang’s eyes lit up. Heavens, thinking about it this way, there were indeed many benefits to being invisible.

were

Senior White Two’s consciousness returned to the world of the black lotus, and T233, which had been in Earth’s orbit, also disappeared.

Song Shuhang silently floated in the air.

Beneath his feet, a black lotus appeared and propped him up. Sure enough, the people of Church of the End aren’t making any moves… I’m afraid that they no longer remember me.

This is also good, it saves me a lot of trouble.

At this time, Song Shuhang’s entire body was as black as charcoal. Other than the whites of his eyes, not a single part of his body was white—at least Guo Da had white teeth, but the current Song Shuhang’s teeth were black as well.

I wonder when the effects of that pill are going to wear off…

Song Shuhang scratched his head-if he were to use the hair-growing technique right now, would the hair that grew on his head be blue? Or would it be black?

Should I test it? There’s a chance that my hair has recovered its black color because of that pill.

After the Immortal Feast, I’ll look for a place without any people and check.

Otherwise, on the off-chance that he ended up attracting those giant turtles of disaster, it would truly be a disaster to the surrounding area.

Later, he would plant the seed he had obtained at the edge of the living spring-maybe beside the monster tree Miruru—and see what the seed would end up growing into in the future.

Who knew, perhaps it’d grow into a canteen of the Heavenly City… In addition, the young sapling Miruru seemed to have grown slightly bigger.

Song Shuhang felt relieved.

Song Shuhang thought to himself, Now, time to go back to the Immortal Feast’s secret realm.

With Senior White having ended his meditation, he could now enter the venue together with him. With Senior White there, there was no need to worry about an awkward atmosphere.

He moved his gaze downwards, and saw Senior White standing at the door of the secret realm, beckoning at him.

Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and brought out the treasured saber Broken Tyrant.

While he was standing on Broken Tyrant and clutching the guardrails, Shuhang felt at ease.

He urged the treasured saber Broken Tyrant, and flew directly to the Immortal Feast’s secret realm.

However, while he was on the way there, darkness filled his vision.

“Thump- thump- thump-“

His heart started beating erratically and vigorously as if it wanted to jump out of his chest.

The treasured saber Broken Tyrant automatically protected its master, pausing and supporting Song Shuhang. Below, Senior White noticed that Song Shuhang had fallen into an abnormal state. His figure flashed as activated his spatial talent, instantly appearing behind Song Shuhang.

Senior White reached out and pressed on the treasured saber Broken Tyrant, holding it up.

At this time, Song Shuhang had already fallen unconscious.

Senior White thought, Did he overuse his energy?

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on Song Shuhang to check on his condition.

No, Shuhang’s energy is currently full. Since that’s the case, why did he fall unconscious? Senior White was puzzled.

After thinking for a moment, he grabbed the treasured saber Broken Tyrant, and carried Song Shuhang to the ground as one would with a bird in a cage.

I’ll bring him into the secret realm of the Immortal Feast before doing any further inspection of his condition. He might have simply used too much mental energy.

At this time, Song Shuhang’s consciousness appeared in front of a golden core.

It wasn’t his fat whale golden core, but the small, nine-dragon-patterned golden core.

However, in Song Shuhang’s mind, the small golden core had become about the size of a small room, and he was standing right below it.

At this time, an impulse surged in his heart.

He wanted to draw something on the golden core.

This impulse was a form of ‘enlightenment’.

It was a sign that he had reached the level a Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperor needed to be able to start drawing their Golden Core Composition.

Song Shuhang stretched out his hand, and used his finger as a brush to draw on his little golden core. Nine dragon patterns appeared on the little golden core, and each dragon pattern turned into a beam of divine light.

When making a Golden Core Composition, the more complex the composition, the stronger it was.

At the same time that Song Shuhang moved his finger downward, the nine dragon patterns provided Song Shuhang with ‘paint’.

In the next moment, a small golden dot appeared on the little golden core.

When making a Golden Core Composition, the golden core would be the canvas, while the dragon patterns would become the pigment. The greater the number of dragon patterns, the greater one’s advantage when making one’s Golden Core Composition!

But what should I paint for my Golden Core Composition? A layer of doubt arose in Song Shuhang’s heart.

Logically speaking, when making one’s Golden Core Composition, practitioners would abide by their own instincts, experiences, feelings, and understanding of their cultivation techniques; even saber intent, sword intent, and the like would all gather at the practitioner’s fingertips as they drew the Golden Core Composition unique to them.

Everyone’s Golden Core Composition was unique. Every single person would already have the structure of their Golden Core Composition in mind when they were in the process of creating it.

Once given the brush, the practitioner should already know what they want to have.

However, Song Shuhang’s mind was blank.

He didn’t know what he wanted to draw on his little golden core.

Should I imitate the Golden Core Composition of the Heavenly Emperor in my dreamland, and draw the Heavenly City on my golden core?

However, the Heavenly City Composition had vast potential.

In his heart, Song Shuhange hoped to perfect it, and then have it on his fat whale golden core.

Wouldn’t it be a waste to have the Heavenly City Composition on the little golden core?

However, if he wasn’t going to draw the Heavenly City Composition, what was he supposed to draw?

I have to think, recall, and then paint according to my instincts…

Let’s see my cultivation experience… I have approximately five months of cultivation experience, and perhaps several lifetimes’ worth of experiences from the dreamland.

Then, there are still my cultivation techniques, my saber intent, and my saber techniques.

While he was in thought, Song Shuhang’s fingers moved involuntarily.

A group of lifelike flames appeared on the little golden core.

Fire was one of Song Shuhang’s main attributes, and it was also the attribute that Song Shuhang had had the most contact with during his time on the path of cultivation.

An example was the Heaven Burning Flaming Saber!

Another example was the Nine Virtues Phoenix Saber!

And one more example was the second form of the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure, the Unquenchable Raging Setting Sun. Now… What else besides fire? Song Shuhang frowned slightly. Besides flames, all he could think of were his saber intent armor, his various body-tempering techniques, and the Impregnable Holy City. Then, how about I have the Holy City represent the extremes of defense?

After thinking of this, Song Shuhang waved his fingers again.

The complex structure of the Impregnable Holy City soon appeared on the golden core.

However, even if he had added the entire Holy City, only one-tenth of the space on the little golden core had been used.