This kind of esoteric information that involved 'transcending eternity' was naturally not something that Song Shuhang's head could hold. If his head was filled with this level of knowledge, he would have long since fallen into a deep sleep like the 'Imperishable Lord'.
This was the gift that White Two had prepared for Fatball — this part of the 'transcending eternity' information was something that Wielder of the Will White had left in his thigh that had been cut off for experimentation.
[No, I can't look at it anymore!] At this time, Fatball was struggling crazily in her heart.
She knew very well that if she continued to stare at this part of the 'transcending eternity' information, she would become the second Imperishable Lord and fall into an eternal sleep.
However, she couldn't control herself.
Whether it was the knowledge of 'immortality' or the information of 'transcending eternity', both had a fatal temptation for the ruler of the Netherworld and the Immortals who had stepped onto their own 'path'.
Knowledge makes me happy ~ Learning makes me satisfied ~ Knowledge is my life ~
Even if one had a firm 'dao heart', they couldn't be completely immune to the temptation. Information about 'immortality' was the ultimate pursuit of the Immortals.
[Just one more look, just one more look. After reading it, I won't look at the following content anymore!]
[I can't, I can't look at the following content anymore.]
[Just a little bit more, just a little bit more will do, I've reached the key point!]
[No, I have to restrain myself.]
[Ah, it's so beautiful!]
[I seem to understand a little, let me see a little more.]
[I can still hold on for a little longer.]
Fatball's heart was constantly going over and over again.
She had even guessed that this was White Two's trap.
If she took another step forward, it would be an irrecoverable cliff.
Right now, she was on the edge of this cliff, testing it bit by bit.
In the end.
She lost her footing and fell into this endless abyss.
The hands of the humanoid Fatball maintained the posture of grabbing Song Shuhang's body with one hand and pressing his head with the other, motionless.
…
…
Song Shuhang, who was watching all of this from a 'third-party perspective', had a puzzled look on his face.
He could roughly guess that Fatball was reading his memories.
But as he read on, why did the fat ball boss become silent?
Right now, it looked like Song Shuhang himself, who was deeply immersed in reading and could not extricate himself.
Just what was in his mind that the fat ball boss was so engrossed in it, unable to extricate himself?
Wait a minute!
Could it be that the memories of the Scholarly Sage have been read?
[Alright, it's done.] At this time, Senior White Two's voice sounded in Song Shuhang's mind.
The next moment, Song Shuhang's body slid down from Fatball's hand.
His severed head fell off from his body and rolled twice on the ground. It looked particularly horrifying.
Done?
Boss Fatball was tricked again?
"Senior White, am I dead?" Song Shuhang asked.
He could sense that Senior White Two was nearby, but he didn't know where he was hiding.
"What?" Senior White Two's voice sounded — — on the ground, the severed head changed and turned into Senior White Two's head.
"Do you really want to die? Why do I hear from your tone that you can't wait to die again? "Senior White Two's head looked up into the void and asked curiously.
"No, no." Song Shuhang shook his head repeatedly.
Then he looked at his headless body.
Even without a head, he's still not dead?
"You're just in a state of suspended animation right now. If you want to fool Fatball, you have to be realistic. For this moment, I've prepared for several days, and I don't know how many brain cells I've lost. I even cut off my own head in order to trick it. "Senior White Two's head said.
After saying that, his head floated up.
Flying Head.
Good looking, handsome.
The next moment, a spatial gate appeared.
Senior White Two's body drilled out of the void. His headless body was carrying a large bag.
Then, his body reached out to grab his head and coolly pressed it against his neck.
But … before it could connect, his head fell off again.
Senior White Two hurriedly caught his head and sighed: "Hah, I had to go all the way through the act. In order to make it more realistic and fool Fatball, I used a bit too much force when I cut off my head. It'll take some time to reattach my head now. "
Song Shuhang: "…"
"Let's just make do for now" Senior White Two took out a silk handkerchief from the big bag, and tied it around his neck and head. Then, he tied it around his body.
It looked like Senior White Two's body was flying a kite with a head attached to it.
However, a handsome person would look so handsome even when flying a head.
"Senior White Two, what's going on with Fatball?" Song Shuhang curiously asked.
"Didn't you come into contact with Imperishable Lord? This clone of Fatball is now the same as Imperishable Lord. " Senior White Two proudly said: "He came into contact with knowledge and information that far exceeded his realm of comprehension and fell into a deep slumber that he couldn't wake up from. Infinite knowledge always makes one unable to extricate themselves "
In the end, Senior White Two added: "Knowledge is power!"
Song Shuhang was dumbfounded. Knowledge can be used like this?
"Using physical traps to trick Fatball no longer gives me a sense of accomplishment. Using the power of knowledge to trick him makes me feel especially satisfied, as if I've returned to the feeling of fighting Fatball "Senior White Two said.
Then, he walked over to Song Shuhang's headless body and pressed his hand on Song Shuhang's body.
Song Shuhang: "Are you going to undo my state of suspended animation?"
"Of course" Senior White Two said.
Then, he reached into the bag behind him and pulled out a head.
It was Song Shuhang's head.
Song Shuhang: "!!!"
"Senior White, is this my head?" Song Shuhang asked.
Senior White Two: "Isn't that obvious?"
"Why is my head in Senior White Two's hands?" Song Shuhang was dumbfounded.
"If I didn't cut off your head, how would I have been able to put my head on your neck? And how would I have been able to fool Fatball? If I wanted to make my act more realistic, I had to pay a certain price "Senior White Two said.
Song Shuhang silently nodded.
I understand the theory, but when did you cut off my head? Why don't I know about this?
"I'll say this first, although I'm the ruler of Hell, when I cut off your head, I got your consent" Senior White Two said.
Song Shuhang: "???"
Why don't I know anything?
Senior White Two calmly put Song Shuhang's head back on his neck.
But … before the connection could be made, his head fell to the ground.
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