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2364 Explosive Welcome

The structure of this ancient, well-preserved man-made world closely resembled Earth’s current state.

So, when Song Shuhang leaped into the atmosphere and rapidly descended, the friction between his body and the atmosphere caused it to heat up.

Of course, this level of high temperature posed no threat to Song Shuhang. However, to ensure the safety of Lady Onion and the hamster in his pocket, Song Shuhang invoked the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure.

A gleaming suit of armor and cloak tightly enveloped him.

However, he chose not to wear the helmet—not out of stubbornness, but to maintain control over his hair manipulation technique. His twenty hair palms were in a state of readiness and were prepared to handle any unforeseen circumstances.

“Shuhang, are you sure it’s okay not to wear a safety helmet?” Lady Onion asked via mental communication.

With a faint smile, Song Shuhang replied, “It’s fine. I’ve got a hard head.”

Lady Onion was left speechless.

As they communicated mentally, Song Shuhang’s descent speed increased further, and his body began to rub against the atmosphere vigorously. Eventually, he burst into flames.

Fierce flames enveloped Song Shuhang’s face, followed by his thirty braids, and finally his neck.

The parts below his neck were protected by the Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure.

“Hey, Shuhang, your face is on fire,” Pavilion Master Chu remarked in a daze.

The wword couldn’t help but laugh. “It’s fine. He’s thick-skinned.”

Song Shuhang was left speechless.

“It’s a shame Song Shuhang still has hair; otherwise, he’d look just like the main character in a certain movie right now. So handsome,” the sword remarked through mental transmission.

“Song Shuhang, Ghost Rider,” Lady Onion promptly responded while showcasing her proficiency in movies, TV series, and animations.

“Yes, that’s it! Ghost Rider!”

Song Shuhang silently extended his hand, grasped the hilt of the sword, and unsheathed it. Then, he placed the sword above his head and firmly gripped it with his two braided hands. He adjusted his descending posture while positioning himself head down and feet up.

Whoosh! The sword’s body also ignited with flames.

However, this was no ordinary fire; it was the regular version of the Heaven Burning Flaming Saber Technique that Song Shuhang had previously used to engulf the sword with a layer of true fire. With the sword leading the way, Song Shuhang felt his descent become more stable.

“How childish!” the sword mockingly sent through mental transmission.

Black-skinned Soft Feather giggled. “Senior Song, you’re still a child.”

Being praised by Soft Feather only intensified the flames on Song Shuhang’s face.

In fact, his initial intention had been to burn the sword as a warning.

After igniting the sword above his head, Lady Onion fell silent immediately. If Song Shuhang had placed her small body on top of his head and ignited it, she might turn to ashes instantly.

“Fellow Daoist Tyrannical Song, can you still connect to the Inner World?” Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet inquired.

“It’s no longer possible. This man-made small world is sealed off from the Inner World. However, I can still utilize techniques like World in the Sleeve and World Refining Holy Ape,” Song Shuhang responded.

Spatially, this man-made world fragment resembled the Wielder’s small black room. Techniques such as the Inner Small World and spatial teleportation, which could lead to an escape from the artificial world, were blocked. However, smaller-scale spatial spells like the World in the Sleeve, Spatial Bending, and spatial magic tools remained functional.

Song Shuhang surmised that opening his Inner World within the man-made small world would likely require waiting for the ancient god to leave the small world and release the seal.

“If the ‘Holy Ape Refinement World’ can still be utilized, then I just need to locate the coordinates and reopen this small world to exit, correct?” Pavilion Master Chu suggested.

Song Shuhang nodded. “That’s right. I’ve memorized our entry point’s location. When we’re ready to depart, we’ll find that location and employ the World Refining Holy Ape technique to reopen the portal.”

Just as they were conversing, Song Shuhang sensed a surveillance presence sweeping over him. It didn’t feel like a cultivator’s spiritual awareness; rather, it resembled some form of monitoring device.

“You’ve been detected,” Pavilion Master Chu alerted him.

Song Shuhang nodded. “Seems like someone in this man-made world has locked onto my location. Pavilion Master Chu, please help me conceal my presence.”

It appeared that the three-legged illusion technique couldn’t hide him from the inhabitants of this small world.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, an intense beam of light pierced the sky and homed in on his location.

“Goodness,” Song Shuhang thought while summoning the ‘Eight King’s Walls’ from the ‘Thirty-Three Divine Beasts’ Combined Magical Treasure.’ These protective layers began to shield him from the concentrated fire of the city’s defense system.

“They’re powerful!” he estimated. “Each attack seems to be at least seventh-grade or even stronger.”

Pavilion Master Chu chimed in, “This assault also carries a strange energy, an ability even I can’t identify.”