'Butler, butler, why are you here!'
The three-eyed youth pressed down on Goudan's father, but he had a bad feeling in his heart.
The appearance of the eyeball butler was too abrupt.
The members of the foreign aid research team present were either top-notch Immortals or rulers of the Netherworld.
However, no one noticed how the eyeball butler appeared in front of Song Shuhang and Bai of the Heavens of the Will.
It seemed to have been guarding in front of Song Shuhang and Bai of the Heavens of the Will, waiting for the attack to arrive.
"It was blown up, is it okay?" Goudan's father asked aloud.
… But thanks to the eyeball butler blocking the attack, the ceremony of Song Shuhang and Bai of the Heavens of the Will had already entered the end stage.
"It's okay, it was just blown up," the three-eyed youth said softly.
But there was an indescribable complexity in his tone.
Under normal circumstances, the eyeball butler had been blown up more than once or twice. The number of deaths of the eyeball butler in the past year was probably no less than that of Song Shuhang.
But this time was a little different.
In the image.
After blowing up the eyeball butler, the seventh and eighth figures continued to step forward, wanting to continue to attack Song Shuhang and Bai …
"Hey, where are you looking?" A magnetic young voice sounded in the ears of the seventh and eighth figures.
Behind them, the flesh and blood of the eyeball butler, which had been blown up, formed an eyeball pattern formation.
In the center of the formation, a handsome black-haired young man appeared from the pattern.
He was wearing a blue robe full of eyeball patterns, and with a calm smile on his face, he stepped out of the formation, stretched out his hands, and lightly placed them on the shoulders of the seventh and eighth figures, hooking his arms around their necks.
"Although it's a little difficult to suppress both of you at once, fortunately, the transformation of the Ninth Heavens of the Will is over." The black-haired young man used a strangling posture to pull the seventh and eighth figures toward him, and then dragged them into the 'formation'.
The three-eyed youth's eyes widened. "!!!"
If there was a possibility of something going wrong, then no matter how small the possibility was, it would always happen.
The person he most wanted to see had finally appeared.
That disgusting smile, that shameless and flirtatious action of putting his arm around a stranger's shoulder was his corresponding Heavenly Axiom, the Second Heavenly Axiom.
"Goudan's father, knock me out!" the three-eyed youth said in a low voice.
If he didn't knock him out, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold himself back and attack his main body.
"Leave it to me!" A joyful smile appeared on Goudan's father's face. Every dog has its day. What should come will come.
It was extremely difficult to knock out a ruler of the Netherworld.
However, he wouldn't charge any fees for beating up the three-eyed youngster, no matter how tiring it was.
…
…
Meanwhile.
As Senior White's Will of the Heavenly Dao reached out and pulled, the 'rules' and 'responsibilities' on Song Shuhang were all released.
The 'Heavenly Dao's Responsibility and Binding of Rules' that had been undone did not wrap around Song Shuhang again. Instead, it wrapped around Senior White's arms.
At this point, Senior White had taken on the bindings of two Heavenly Dao by herself.
"Senior White?" Song Shuhang was puzzled. "Didn't we agree to let you transcend first?"
Senior White was obsessed with 'graduating from the Heavenly Dao'.
Therefore, he had already expressed his opinion that Senior White should transcend and graduate first.
"Hmm … since I still have many new experiences with the Heavenly Dao, I feel that I can play around for at least another month or so?" Senior White smiled.
This was indeed one of the reasons why Senior White wanted to stay on the 'Heavenly Dao', but it was only one-tenth of the reason.
"Don't worry about me. The Heavenly Dao's authority can't bind me. If I want to transcend … I will be able to do so very soon. So, go and solve all your problems now. Come back after you've dealt with the past, present, and future, "Senior White said.
"But Senior White … I don't know how to take the final step of 'transcending'," Song Shuhang said anxiously.
Of all the previous Heavenly Dao, only the Seventh Wielder of the Will, Senior White, had ever taken a half-step to transcend.
Senior White was a special individual. Perhaps he knew how to take the final step of 'transcending'.
But Song Shuhang was a true newbie of the Heavenly Dao.
Even if the 'Heavenly Dao's Binding of Rules' on his body was undone, he still didn't know what to do next.
"Don't worry, someone will tell you what to do." Senior White reached out and gently pushed Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang's figure separated from the 'Heavenly Dao Dimension' and was pushed into the main world.
There, there was a handsome white horse, walking on two hooves, proudly passing by in front of him.
Song Shuhang hurriedly called out, "Senior White Horse."
The white horse slightly stamped its hooves and turned its head to look at Song Shuhang, hinting for him to keep up.
Song Shuhang's figure moved, and he followed closely behind the white horse.
One man and one horse ran in the void.
One could vaguely see that every time the white horse's hooves fell, it would leave a mark in the void.
Song Shuhang stepped on these hooves. With every step he took, he felt as if his body was about to 'ascend' and completely separate from this world.
He didn't know how long he ran …
As he ran, Song Shuhang gradually entered the half-step transcendent state that Wielder of the Will White had in the past.
The white horse wasn't Wielder of the Will White, but the last gift and navigation that Wielder of the Will White had left for him.
But this last gift was now given to Song Shuhang by Senior White.
"Bang ~"
At the last step, the Drama Spirit Horse's four hooves landed on the ground, and it leaped hard in the void, leaving four hooves marks.
Song Shuhang followed the white horse's marks and leaped hard.
However, the strength of his' last leap 'seemed to be a bit lacking.
He felt that something was missing.
Song Shuhang said softly, "What is missing?"
While he was thinking, a ninth figure appeared below him.
There were a total of nine figures, vaguely corresponding to the Wielder of the Will.
But this time, there was no one who could help Song Shuhang suppress the ninth figure.
The seventh Wielder of the Will White had left only the Drama Spirit Horse to lead the way.
As for the eighth Wielder of the Will Fatball, there was no possibility of 'returning'.
Now, the only one who could stop this ninth figure was the Netherworld corresponding to Senior White, 'Senior White Two'.
As this thought flashed through Song Shuhang's mind, the ninth figure below slowly stretched out his hand, held his foot, and pushed him up.
This push gave Song Shuhang the last bit of help.
Song Shuhang's body leaped high, like a fish leaping over the dragon gate, and caught up with the white horse's trail.
？
Song Shuhang looked at the ninth figure below with some doubts.
The other party was actually sending him the last bit of help?
Below, the ninth figure showed a kind smile to Song Shuhang.
His appearance seemed somewhat familiar.
But at this time, Song Shuhang didn't have time to think so much.
His figure broke through the last shackles.
Finally, he completely entered the state of 'transcendence'.
Moreover, unlike 'Wielder of the Will White', he was no longer bound by the authority of the Wielder of the Will!
The vast sea allowed the fish to leap, the vast sky allowed the bird to fly!
At this moment, Ba Song became the freest squirrel in the world!
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