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2344 Let’s Pay a Visit to the Fat Ball!

When the giant appeared, even Senior Three-Eyed, who was standing nearby, was left dumbfounded.

It wasn’t because he was surprised by the combination.

Rather, it was the overwhelming sense of despair that emanated as this giant took form. It was a kind of utter hopelessness, the feeling of losing everything — it was exquisitely wonderful!

“It’s been a while since I’ve witnessed despair of this magnitude,” Senior Three-Eyed commented appreciatively. To him, as the ruler of the Netherworld, despair was like a masterpiece painting by a great artist. It was utterly captivating.

“I never expected that beneath Little Tyrannical Song’s exterior, such deep pain and despair would be concealed. One can’t judge a book by its cover,” the three-eyed youth recorded this scene while savoring the moment.

As long as he could witness such extreme despair every day, he believed he could easily consume an extra two servings of rice.

The giant stood up, reached out with a massive hand, and bent down to grasp Song Shuhang and placed him within its right fist—Song Shuhang’s cockpit!

“Senior Song, can’t you move the cockpit to the chest or head?” Black-skinned Soft Feather shouted loudly while cupping her hands around her mouth.

“This isn’t something I can decide, Soft Feather,” Song Shuhang sighed rather helplessly.

Hearing this, Senior Three-Eyed’s happiness increased by one point. To celebrate, a beautiful rainbow appeared in the sky.

Unfortunately, Senior Three-Eyed’s jubilation was short-lived. He soon noticed something unusual.

On the chest of Song Shuhang’s giant, there was a beating heart.

This heart was exceptionally powerful that steadily injecting kinetic energy on par with that of a Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcender. It served as the power core of the Destruction Giant and eliminated the need for Song Shuhang’s energy when the giant moved.

“Butler, have my eyes been deceiving me lately? Could you take a look at the heart core on the chest of Little Tyrannical Song’s giant? Does its structure look familiar?” the three-eyed youth inquired.

“I’m sorry, my Lord, but my eyes are currently burning. I cannot see anything,” the eyeball butler responded.

The three-eyed youth was left speechless.

“However, even without using my eyes, I can still sense the core of Profound Sage Tyrannical Song’s heart. The technology used to create it is the core technology of our planetary strategic magical treasure,” the old butler added.

Among Song Shuhang’s magical treasures, one set belonged to Senior White Two. The Combined Sword of the End also possessed a core—a product of Senior White Two’s research into the heart technology of the big-eyed planet. Currently, it could only release energy equivalent to that of a Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcender that was far from its full potential. However, as Senior White Two’s technology continued to advance, creating a core as powerful as the original was only a matter of time.

The three-eyed youth was left speechless.

“So, in other words, Master, your devious act of concealing the heart blueprint was futile. Perhaps Profound Sage Tyrannical Song is secretly laughing at you as he considers you a fool,” the eyeball butler reminded him.

The sky became shrouded in dark clouds, and what had been a clear sky turned pitch-black, accompanied by thunderous roars.

Song Shuhang looked up at the sky. Senior Three-Eyed’s constantly shifting moods was akin to that of a capricious young girl.

Soon after, however, the dark clouds dispersed, and the bright sunlight returned. Senior Three-Eyed quickly adjusted his mood once more.

The butler couldn’t help but wonder what could make the old master maintain such an optimistic and cheerful demeanor.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Song Shuhang’s ghost spirit finally opened her eyes.

She had successfully absorbed the Spatial Authority Seed and Song Shuhang’s smokey palm.

What kind of spatial ability had she awakened?

Senior Three-Eyed pondered for a moment before snapping his fingers and granted her a limited portion of the authority to utilize her spatial ability within the realm. However, her abilities were confined to the realm and couldn’t extend beyond its boundaries or connect to external realms.

The ghost spirit sensed the restraint on her had loosened and reached out to grab black-skinned Soft Feather.

In the next instant, she vanished into thin air and hurtled toward Song Shuhang’s location.

She possessed spatial ability!

The ghost spirit had successfully awakened the genuine power of spatial manipulation.

For Song Shuhang, this was undoubtedly the best outcome.

This was because absorbing the Spatial Authority Seed didn’t guarantee the acquisition of spatial powers. Unluckily, some individuals might only develop a minor spatial talent, and there were various types of these talents to consider.

“Wonderful! With genuine spatial abilities, our chances of escaping from the fat ball just improved.” Song Shuhang thought optimistically.

Just as he was contemplating this, he suddenly realized that he was standing on the ground outside the giant.

Even though the dark clouds had dissipated, a strong, slightly chilly wind persisted.

Song Shuhang was confused.

What just happened?

Wasn’t I in the cockpit a moment ago?

Did the world line shift without my knowledge?

At that moment, Pavilion Master Chu, who was lost in thought, ventured a guess, saying, “This might be the spirit’s unique spatial ability. When she uses her spatial jump, she can directly swap positions with her target.”

Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet chimed in, “That’s right. So the ghost spirit’s position was swapped with yours. She is now in the cockpit.”

Song Shuhang was rendered speechless.

Wasn’t this spatial ability a bit tricky?

Just imagine.

One day, he would find himself in a situation where he would have to confront the fat ball alone, and there was no way out but to battle. He had summoned all his available tricks to fend off the fat ball during their intense combat.

In the midst of the fierce clash, the ghost spirit may suddenly find herself in the wrong spot. A furious attack from the fat ball may just find her in its path.

At that crucial moment, the ghost spirit could use her spatial ability to swap positions with Song Shuhang.

No, just thinking about this possibility made his liver ache.

Wasn’t it a tad inhumane to possess a spatial ability that could deceive its master like this?

As he thought about it, the ghost spirit’s figure suddenly materialized around Song Shuhang’s… waist.

Her ethereal form wrapped around his waist like a belt.

Meanwhile, Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet, originally hanging from Song Shuhang’s waist, was abruptly thrust into the cockpit of the giant.

The ghost spirit’s ability to swap positions in space wasn’t limited to her master, Song Shuhang.

“So, this spatial ability can be used to deceive others?” Song Shuhang mused while rubbing his chin as he considered the various ways to employ this newfound ability.

“Alright then,” he said with a chuckle. “Let’s go meet the fat ball!”