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Chapter 2737: Take on My Form!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation   Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Song Shuhang discovered that all the big shots across the myriad of realms had this nasty habit of borrowing ghost spirits and never returning them.

And they all followed the same routine.

First, they forcefully borrowed the ghost spirit, then cut off the connection between the borrowed ghost spirit and its main body. After that, they would use the borrowed ghost spirit’s body to wander around. Finally, when they died, they would take the ghost spirit along with them, never intending to return it.

At this moment, Celestial Thearch had already thrown herself into the midst of the apocalypse… The catastrophe that destroyed stars swept across the entire small world plane. Especially the viruses hidden within the explosion, filled with the power of destruction. It was absolute destruction, and according to Celestial Thearch’s calculations, even she couldn’t escape from it. It was enough to tear her and the entire world apart.

Furthermore, Celestial Thearch had already used all her defensive measures to protect Song Shuhang, who was behind her.

In such circumstances, Song Shuhang had no way to retrieve Soft Feather’s ghost spirit from Celestial Thearch.

Song Shuhang silently looked at Celestial Thearch’s back while speculating why she refused to return Soft Feather’s ‘ghost spirit’… Could it be that Celestial Thearch had left something in Soft Feather’s ghost spirit to enter an undying state?

Seeing that he couldn’t retrieve Soft Feather’s ghost spirit, Song Shuhang immediately contacted Soft Feather’s main body through the ‘cultivation’ talent’s chat function: “Soft Feather, brace yourself.”

After all, not everyone had the same high pain tolerance as him. Being prepared would lessen the impact of the pain.

On the other side, Soft Feather quickly replied, “Huh? Senior Song, do you know I’m facing the heat waves of the little sun in the Dream Realm? But don’t worry, Senior Song. I can handle the heat waves from that little sun. Plus, Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword and Senior Turtle are protecting me.”

Song Shuhang was baffled. “Heat waves?”

Soft Feather also realized, “Are you talking about something else?”

“Yes, your ghost spirit is about to explode. Get ready to face the impact of its explosion.” Song Shuhang quickly added.

Talking about… heat waves?

“l don’t want my ghost spirit to explode!” Soft Feather was puzzled. “Senior Song, that’s the ghost spirit I contracted so hard… And I haven’t even used her to cheat in cultivation for a few months, and she’s already borrowed.”

“Me too,” Song Shuhang said sadly.

She had contracted the ghost spirit with difficulty, only for it to be borrowed before she could enjoy its benefits. It was heartbreaking every time she thought about it.

On the other side, Soft Feather was silent for a moment before messaging, “Alright, Senior Song, don’t cry. High five, let’s encourage each other.”

“Thanks,” Song Shuhang replied.

“You’re welcome, Senior Song,” Soft Feather said.

The conversation ended.

Song Shuhang scratched his head. He was supposed to comfort Soft Feather, yet somehow she ended up comforting him instead?

How did the conversation turn out like this?

Oh well, as long as he achieved his goal… At least he informed Soft Feather that her ghost spirit was about to explode.

Then, Song Shuhang looked up at Celestial Thearch amidst the apocalypse.

The destructive power had already reached Celestial Thearch, engulfing her.

In the face of such power that could destroy the entire plane, an individual was too insignificant, smaller than a bacterium.

It was a despair-inducing scene.

And amidst this indescribable destruction, Celestial Thearch still had time to tidy up her appearance.

In the last moments of her life…

Celestial Thearch quickly tied her long hair into a ponytail, then took out cosmetics made of unknown materials and applied them to her face. She powdered, drew her brows, applied blush, and put on a beautiful red lipstick.

Song Shuhang couldn’t discern the exact shade of the lipstick, but he felt that it looked perfect on Celestial Thearch… or rather, on Soft Feather’s ghost spirit’s lips. It was a stunning and complementary color.

A complex makeup routine that usually took hours was condensed into a moment by Celestial Thearch.

The Great Dao of Time was utilized by Celestial Thearch in every aspect of her Song Shuhang even suspected that Celestial Thearch maintained her beautiful appearance throughout battles and even adjusted her hairstyle mid-fight by using the power of time to touch up her makeup.

Boom!

When the explosion sounded in Song Shuhangs ears, the destructive power had already swept over him and even reached the small world planets countless kilometers away…

The planets of the small world were completely engulfed by the explosion’s power, melting away. The scene was more thrilling than watching a 41) movie.

The ‘ancient Heavenly City’ wrapped around Song Shuhang was instantly crushed, more fragile than paper.

Song Shuhang felt his vision darken, consciousness dizzy for a few moments.

‘Am I going to die?’ When this thought crossed his mind, his vision slightly recovered.

He opened his eyes and found himself still alive.

At this moment, he was in a strange state between the main world and the Heavenly Tribulation Realm… exactly the illusory state when transcending the Eighth Stage Profound Sage Tribulation.

Although his body was still in the main world, attacks couldn’t harm him anymore.

This was a method Celestial Thearch had arranged long ago. The steel clone entered the heavenly tribulation space precisely for this moment, allowing Song Shuhang to maintain this state.

However, even in this special state, Song Shuhangs consciousness was affected by the destructive laws of the ‘virus’ lurking in the explosion, dizzy for a few breaths.

At this moment, the thousands of defensive methods Celestial Emperor Fairy left by his side were completely destroyed.

As Song Shuhang regained consciousness, the latent virus force still refused to relent. Ignoring Song Shuhangs illusory state, they swept over.

Song Shuhang could faintly sense the existence of the ‘virus—it had spread throughout the entire small world, faintly detectable to him.

“Is it a pure energy body?” The virus wasn’t a material object but an energy structure.

Since it was an energy body…

“Then, transform into my Tyrannical Songs shape!” Song Shuhang didn’t hesitate to use the secret technique of the Tyrannical Divine Pillar: “Form 2 of the Tyrannical Divine Pillar, condense a new series: Virus Pillar!”

The power of the secret technique enveloped the viruses, attempting to condense the Overlord God Pillar..