Cultivation Chat Group - Chapter 1967

Chapter 1967: Take this, World-Rending Destruction Cannon!

Where’s the Scholarly Sage?

Where did our Sage go?

The Sage was engaged in a big battle just now, wasn’t he? Why did he disappear all of a sudden?

And… How did our Sage end up becoming Profound Sage Tyrannical Song?

After being stunned for a while, a bold guess emerged in the minds of the majority of the members of the scholarly faction.

Wait, could it be that the Sage and Profound Sage Tyrannical Song…

“Shuhang!” Sixteen looked at Sister White Dragon anxiously.

Sister White Dragon shook her head.

She could not forcibly break into the Scholarly Sage’s combat space in her current state. Even if she wanted to go in and help Song Shuhang, she was powerless to do so.

Senior White’s clone said calmly, “I might be able to go in, but after getting inside, I’ll only be able to stand by the side and cheer for him.”

With his current reserve of energy, he might not even be able to hold his body together after entering that special space.

“At this moment, little friend Shuhang can only rely on himself.” Senior Ruler of Shadows had arrived beside everyone at some point.

“Don’t worry, he still has resurrection equipment on his body,” True Monarch White Crane reassured everyone. It remembered Song Shuhang mentioning that he still had a powerful means of resurrection on his person.

“However, the other party’s strength is very high, and even I have no idea as to what their origins are. When it comes to existences of this level, it is very likely that Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song may end up being crushed into nothingness. Once you’re annihilated, no means of resurrection can save you.” A calm voice sounded in everyone’s ears.

It was Daddy Turtle’s voice.

He did not know why he had come to where everyone else was, but there he was. In fact, as long as they did not encounter any of Skylark’s body parts, the giant turtles of disaster were pretty calm.

“Then what can we do? Is there any way to save little friend Shuhang?” True Monarch Eternal Fire rushed over and asked anxiously.

“Shuhang still has an insurance ticket with him.” Sixteen suddenly recalled the insurance ticket of the Almighty Merchant.

With the strength of the Almighty Merchant, there was a chance he might be able to fish out Song Shuhang from the Scholarly Sage’s combat space.

The question was, would Shuhang remember about the insurance ticket?

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In fact, Sixteen was right to be concerned.

The insurance ticket of the Almighty Merchant did not cross Song Shuhang’s mind.

Firstly, due to having been misled by the Heavenly Emperor previously, he believed that the Almighty Merchant was trapped somewhere by the Heavenly Emperor.

Secondly, Song Shuhang was busy thinking how he could free the Scholarly Sage’s obsession from the seal. He did not have the time to think about other things at the moment.

What do I do?

How can I make it through this crisis, or should I just read an article and wait to resurrect?

However, the other party is Netherworld Ruler Fat Ball… As long as it makes a move, it is very likely that I’m going to be annihilated and will not even be given the chance to resurrect.

In the past, whenever I encountered life-and-death crises like this, how did I solve them?

Can I rely on the virtuous lamia’s virtuous empress mode?

No, the flat imperial hat doesn’t have energy…

Then, is it Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword’s turn?

No, it’s also out of energy.

Pavilion Master Chu’s hair then?

Sigh, she just lent her three remaining strands to Chu Two and does not have any power to spare…

Senior White… He’s transcending his tribulation.

Senior White’s clone… He has no energy.

Senior White Two… For the first time ever, the fat ball managed to trick him.

The Karmic Saber… Nope, I haven’t mastered it yet, and I can’t draw the power of the seven big shots in one go like last time.

As for the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure’s All-Destroying Giant Mode, it won’t be enough against the fat ball.

I’m truly in a predicament!

On the opposite side, the fat ball’s clone raised its arm, and a terrifying force of destruction condensed in its palm.

I’m done for.

Although he had already died many times, it might really be the end for him this time.

I wasn’t even able to get married or have children! I haven’t gotten to meet my unborn sister, either! And I’ve yet to see Senior White get married…

Song Shuhang’s eyes turned to the White-Killing Bone No. 2 in his hand.

Suddenly, a light flashed in his mind.

Maybe I can save myself!

Song Shuhang controlled his body and slowly raised his arms, aiming them at the fat ball.

“Oh? Are you still going to struggle for your life?” The fat ball’s clone spoke calmly. After saying that, it directed its palm toward Song Shuhang.

“Everyone dies. However, even if I die, I’ll make sure to make it matter.” Then, Song Shuhang roared, “Take this, World-Rending Destruction Cannon!”

The fat ball replied, “Hehe, that’s my finishing move.”

Song Shuhang: “…”

I just made that name up.

Why does the fat ball also have such a strange name for its finishing move?

However, what he was doing worked.

Song Shuhang yelled, “This is it! I’m putting everything on the line here!”

Then, an inverted spire-shaped building appeared behind him.

At the tip of this inverted spire, there was a throne.

Song Shuhang’s hair rose toward the sky. His short hair quickly grew longer, and each strand of his long hair became dyed with a golden color.

The energy of that strange throne attached itself to Song Shuhang’s back, turning into a huge pair of light wings.

Above the wings of light, a beautiful “eye” emerged.

This pair of wings acted as a bridge, allowing the energy of this eye to be projected.

After this beautiful eye appeared, it stared right at the fat ball’s clone.

When it was being stared at by this eye, the fat ball’s clone felt uncomfortable, as if it was being restrained.

Moreover, from this beautiful eye, there was a powerful will that transcended space, directly affecting the fat ball’s will.

The will of this beautiful eye was stalling for time to allow Song Shuhang’s next big move to come into play.

“This is my last resort,” Song Shuhang exclaimed, “I’m betting… All of my treasures.”

In the palm of his hand, the White-Killing Bone No. 2 shone brightly.

At the same time, from Song Shuhang’s magical bracelet, numerous magical treasures flew out. Most of the items were weapons harvested from the Celestials. Besides that, there were also some magical treasures and pills that neither Song Shuhang nor his disciples could use.

A large number of magical treasures fell into Song Shuhang’s palm, fusing together with the White-Killing Bone No. 2.

With the addition of each treasure, the power in Song Shuhang’s palm became stronger and stronger.

However, the power that these treasures could bring out was very small when compared to the fat ball’s. They were there just to make up the number.

The secret technique that Song Shuhang was performing required a certain number of magical treasures to be sacrificed.

The main sacrifice was the White-Killing Bone No. 2, the treasure that contained the power of eternity and a portion of the fat ball.

This bone, which Song Shuhang currently held in his hand, could be sacrificed to use this technique.

The energy of all the magical treasures was compressed until it formed a single dot of light. This small dot of light twirled on Song Shuhang’s fingertip.

However, it still wasn’t enough!