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Chapter 3048: Chapter 3046 Strike the Salted Fish While It’s Hot

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Additionally, since there exists a “Dao Mark” that acts as a coordinate to guide the retirement of the Heavenly Dao, it goes without saying…

“Most predecessors of the Heavenly Dao, after stepping down, haven’t thoroughly collapsed and vanished. Instead, did they enter a place not part of the ‘myriad realms’ where they can’t interfere with the main world, or did they go into a state of hibernation?” Song Shuhang speculated.

If there’s a return, then surely there must be a ‘place from which to leave.’

Moreover, if even the Heavenly Dao, endowed with extraordinary talents, needs a ‘coordinate’ to have a chance to return to the main world—that would mean their location is cut off from the world, rendering not even the Heavenly Dao capable of pinpointing the main world directly from there?

Senior Three-Eyed replied, “I’m not very clear about the situations of other Heavenly Daos… but the one corresponding to me definitely hasn’t completely dissipated. Occasionally, when my mood reaches extreme tranquility, I can feel a thread of targeted malice. That familiar malice must be emanating from my corresponding Heavenly Dao.”

Only that Tomb Egg would have such a special malice!

Father Goudan similarly stated calmly, “Heavenly Dao Father Goudan once told me that it was about to free itself from the Heavenly Dao seat. For this, a multitude of methods were prepared. In the end, in order to leave me behind as well, it overthrew the previous several sets of plans…”

With Heavenly Dao Father Goudan’s personality, it would surely only execute the plan to break free when there was absolute certainty! Father Goudan was certain of this.

Senior White Two’s projected clone nodded slightly, “The case of Wielder of the Will White is somewhat special, he has completely broken away. However, before doing so, he had reached a state of near-transcendence. So, after nearing transcendence, what kind of fallback he could arrange for the distant future, is anyone’s guess… Shuhang, you still often see that white horse roaming around.”

If you say Wielder of the Will White has completely cooled off, not even ghosts would believe it!

[So the Heavenly Dao corresponding to Lord White once neared transcendence?] At this moment, Daozi’s heart was filled with admiration for the successive Heavenly Daos. Compared with each generation of Heavenly Dao that never ceased to astound with their schemes, his biggest flaw was indeed not being cunning enough!

“So from the current perspective, only the liquefied metal ball corresponding to Fat Ball has collapsed more thoroughly due to its incomplete nature… Before its collapse, it had turned into a tool ball, and most of the fallbacks it left behind have become ineffective due to certain reasons,” Song Shuhang said while stroking his chin.

Scarlet Heaven Sword remarked in a soft voice, “You are that ‘certain reason,’ you instigator.”

“Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword, don’t speak nonsense. Daozi and Senior White are the real culprits, I’m at most an accomplice,” Song Shuhang hurriedly said.

Daozi’s will: “…”

Well, he would be happy to take on the role of the instigator—it was he, Daozi, who struck down the fat ball, and he who destroyed its hope! You can all pin this blame on me; I’m happy to bear it!

To be precise, any disciple of Confucianism would gladly bear this blame!

For members of Confucianism, to carry this blame is a supreme honor!

“Aside from the Heavenly Dao Ball… My former friend, Daoist Priest Virtue, probably didn’t make it through the final phase either. After taking office, Wielder of the Will White had gone to confirm the status and clues of Daoist Priest Virtue. But the conclusion was rather regrettable,” Senior White Two added.

Upon hearing this, Song Shuhang’s mind conjured the image of Daoist Priest Virtue restarting the entire myriad realms, entering his ‘Tomb of Immortality’ and then suddenly dashing out in frenzy.

The outcome of Daoist Priest Virtue does not seem promising.

“Is Daoist Priest Virtue the Sixth Heavenly Dao before Lord White? Was he a practitioner of the power virtue?” Father Goudan suddenly asked, his interest piqued.

Senior White shook his head, “No, like Shuhang, the light of virtue was only a secondary path for him. However, he had amassed a great amount of virtue, which suggests he might have cultivated some principle of virtue.”

“Then the ruler of the Netherworld’s body for him is indeed too tragic,” Father Goudan remarked with empathy.

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Father Goudan, you’re overthinking it,” Song Shuhang replied. “In fact, memories related to the power of virtue don’t feel particularly strange to my Netherworld Body. Moreover, memories concerning the power of virtue get automatically beautified in the mind of the ruler of the Netherworld.”

Song Shuhang was very authoritative on this matter.

His own light of virtue was so immense it was unparalleled throughout history and across the myriad practitioners in the universe. It was extremely difficult to find anyone whose power of virtue was more formidable than his.

And if he were to step into Dark Song’s shoes and recall anything about the ‘power of virtue,’ those memories would automatically be beautified.

“For the ruler of the Netherworld, the power of virtue is actually a neutral force. Although it’s uncomfortable, it’s not loathsome… If it were a Heavenly Dao that cultivated within the holy light element, then the ruler of the Netherworld would truly despair,” the three-eyed young senior said.

“I think even that would be beautified. If it were a Heavenly Dao proven through the holy light element, perhaps in the ruler of the Netherworld’s eyes, it would be transformed into something like ‘dark light’?” Song Shuhang speculated.

“Why don’t we give it a try when we have the chance?” Father Goudan felt an itch to take action. “Together, let’s see if we can cultivate a Heavenly Dao of the ‘holy light element’?”

Upon hearing this, Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword couldn’t help but say, “I feel like you and Daoist Priest Scarlet Heaven… my master would have a lot in common.”

“But, I’m afraid there won’t be a chance,” the three-eyed young senior said with regret. “The next is the Ninth Heavenly Dao. This incarnation of the Heavenly Dao has too many issues to address and resolve; it would be best if Song Shuhang takes the higher position, with us assisting him by the side to solve the crisis. Speaking of which, what’s your own desire, Shuhang?”

“Don’t worry, the Ninth Heavenly Dao—I’ll definitely take it on,” Tyrannical Song exclaimed, as if infused with a new vigor from his previously listless demeanor.

Hot blood had been injected into the salted fish.

Apart from the heavy burden of saving the world, Song Shuhang now had other matters to resolve.

If these things couldn’t be solved by the Heavenly Dao, then break free from it!

Daoist Senior felt relieved upon hearing this.

“That’s too bad. I just found we have something in common, and I wanted to collaborate with you,” Father Goudan said with some disappointment.

“Maybe there will be a chance,” Senior White two suggested. “The Ninth Heavenly Dao isn’t the last one. Perhaps there will be an opportunity to have a Tenth Heavenly Dao.”

Song Shuhang: “…”

If in the future, there truly exists the possibility of a ‘Tenth Heavenly Dao’ or something like an ‘Eleventh Heavenly Dao.’

Then the ‘holy light element’ might have a great surge.

After all, with so many powerful beings acting covertly.

Perhaps they might truly manage to bring forth a Heavenly Dao of the ‘holy light element.’

This situation had the feel of “supreme powers secretly plotting the future behind the scenes.”

And he, Tyrannical Song, might also get a chance to play a small role in such a grand scheme.

“We’ll talk about the future in the future… For now, let’s focus on the present,” the will of Daozi said. “Fellow Daoist Shuhang, let’s move on to the next step, allowing Immortal White to also inherit the teacher’s innate ability.”

Tyrannical Song’s blood was finally boiling; while his blood was still hot, it was time to strike the iron fish!