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2345 I’d Rather Die By My Own Hands!

The ghost spirit nodded, and she merged into Song Shuhang’s body.

They became one entity. After she fused with Song Shuhang’s body, he found himself suddenly equipped with some knowledge about ‘space’ and the ability to use the ghost spirit’s spatial abilities.

However, this knowledge was like plugging in a USB drive. It only provided temporary access.

To truly master this knowledge, Song Shuhang needed to read and copy it all into his own mind.

“Senior Three-Eyed, it’s time for us to part ways,” Song Shuhang said while bowing respectfully to Senior Three-Eyed.

“Aren’t you planning to stay a bit longer?” Senior Three-Eyed had been waiting for this moment. Seeing that Song Shuhang was finally about to leave, a genuine smile appeared on his face.

Song Shuhang noticed Senior Three-Eyed’s inviting smile. “Alright, I’ll stay for a few more days. It will also give the fat ball more time to guard the door. Having a ruler of the Netherworld willingly guarding the entrance is a rare opportunity. I doubt I’ll come across it again in my lifetime.”

The three-eyed youth was left speechless.

‘Can’t you see I’m just being polite?’

“But after giving it some thought, I’ve decided not to stay longer. However, upon further consideration, I’ve decided to pay a visit to the fat ball. If I fail, Senior Three-Eyed, could you leave a crack in the door for me to escape back to this small world?” Song Shuhang asked earnestly.

“Don’t worry, I’ll replace the wooden door with a steel one and make sure it’s securely sealed,” the three-eyed youth replied in a gentle tone.

Song Shuhang was left dumbfounded.

“Next, we’ll meet again when you reach Rank-Eight. Don’t come looking for me before you achieve Rank-Eight,” Senior Three-Eyed waved his hand.

“Alright, when the day comes for me to truly reveal my divinity before others, I’ll come looking for you!” Song Shuhang waved back.

…

On the steps of the Wealth Throne, Song Shuhang stowed away Black-Skinned Soft Feather and Fairy Creation.

He cautiously approached the exit between the Wealth Throne and the outside world.

“Are you finally willing to come out?” The fat ball’s voice resounded.

At the same time, the fat ball’s form materialized in front of the Wealth Throne, and a menacing eye appeared on its body, similar to the one on the big-eyed planet.

“Using the Heavenly Eye?” Song Shuhang was genuinely surprised. Didn’t the fat ball just obtain the blueprints not too long ago? How could it have developed the Heavenly Eye so quickly?

Could a ruler of the Netherworld do as they pleased?

“I’ll let you experience the power of this thing,” the fat ball said viciously.

Instead of attacking directly, it waited for Song Shuhang to emerge from the vortex since the Wealth Throne was shielded by the power of the three-eyed youth.

Alternatively, it could rush into the Wealth Throne to capture Song Shuhang and deal with him outside.

Song Shuhang decisively waved his hand and said, “I’ve thought it over. I should go back after all. Goodbye, Fat Ball.”

“It’s alright. You can continue to stay inside,” the fat ball replied.

Here, it was merely one of its small clones. Ten years, eight years, or even a hundred years were just a blink of an eye to it.

That being said… while it was speaking, a force from the fat ball concealed itself in the shadows and quietly moved toward the Wealth Throne in an attempt to seize Song Shuhang.

At that very moment, Song Shuhang suddenly grabbed the Heart Demon Scarlet Heaven Sword and used the Heaven Burning Flaming Saber Technique to slash at the entrance of the Wealth Throne.

The raging flames created an unquenchable bonfire at the entrance.

The energy that the fat ball had secretly extended was blocked by the Heaven Burning Flaming Saber Technique.

“Senior Fatty Ball, let me tell you, even if I have to die, I won’t submit to you. Moreover, even if I must die, I’ll do it by my own hand!” Song Shuhang declared passionately.

As he spoke, the Heaven Burning Fire at the door burned more fiercely.

But it wasn’t over yet.

Pavilion Master Chu’s hair contributed the last of its energy. It curled slightly, and wooden thorns, imbued with the power of life and death, sprouted from the Heaven Burning Fire. These sharp wooden thorns were ferocious and terrifying. They caused one’s scalp to tingle just by looking at them.

The stone tablet at Song Shuhang’s waist naturally couldn’t lag behind. It also unleashed all its power and discreetly condensed a suppression spell within the flames.

The fat ball watched Song Shuhang’s actions in bewilderment.

“Come on, Fat Ball. We Chinese aren’t afraid of death!” Song Shuhang shouted a medley of slogans while keeping his gaze fixed on the boss fat ball. At the critical moment, he activated the ghost spirit’s spatial ability.

Whoosh~

In the next moment, Song Shuhang’s body successfully swapped positions with the fat ball!

Although the fat ball was already close to the Wealth Throne and had set up a spatial sealing array using a magical artifact, it was still within the spatial sealing array. However, the strength and effect of the spatial sealing array established by the magical treasure couldn’t compare to the one created by the fat ball itself.

Moreover, the spatial seal set up by the magical treasure couldn’t lock the ghost spirit’s spatial ability, which was derived from the fat ball’s own spatial authority.

“Ah~” The fat ball was pierced through by the wooden spike imbued with life and death. Simultaneously, the flames from the Heaven Burning Flaming Saber Technique reached their maximum power.

Meanwhile, the attack from the Heavenly Eye and the thousands of projectiles unleashed by the fat ball relentlessly bombarded him.

The resulting explosion resembled an exquisite work of art, similar to a breathtaking display of fireworks in the void.

Song Shuhang did not even turn back to witness the explosion.

It had nothing to do with whether he was a true man.

Song Shuhang knew that the Flaming Hell and the attacks from the fat ball weren’t enough to kill it.

It would only serve to enrage the fat ball even more.

Therefore, the moment the swap was successful, Song Shuhang swiftly summoned the Demonic Hamster.

The Demonic Hamster immediately called forth the Myriad World Piercing Shuttle.

With great haste, the two of them—man and hamster—rolled into the shuttle.

In the next instant, the immortal shuttle activated. It quickly proved its status as the fastest entity in the realm of physics across the myriad worlds.

“Long live Earth” Song Shuhang shouted a mixture of slogans while locking onto the fat ball. At the critical moment, he utilized the spatial ability of the ghost spirit.

And with that, Song Shuhang and the Demonic Hamster disappeared from the scene while leaving behind the cataclysmic explosion and the infuriated fat ball.

“Tyrannical Song!!!” Behind him, the fat ball crazy roar came. This voice was absolutely demonic.

Behind him, Wealth Throne quietly dispersed and disappeared.

On the steps, a Flaming Sixteen also slowly dissipated—it was Song Shuhang’s insurance. If he had jumped out of the Wealth Throne and failed to swap places with the fat ball, the Flaming Sixteen would have been his insurance.

Fortunately, he did succeed.