How Terrifying Was a Senior Who Could Flat-Ground Fall?

At this moment, True Lord White's voice came from the Thousand-Mile Voice Flute in Song Shuhang's hand. "Fellow Shuhang, are you there? I was waiting too long, so I went to cultivate for a while... Now, I don't know where they've taken me. Can you still find me? I'm about to come out of the statue's protective shell."

Song Shuhang was both amused and exasperated. "Greetings, Senior True Lord White, I'm right here beside you."

"..." True Lord White was extremely embarrassed.

"Senior, just come out. By the way, should I dodge when you burst out of the statue?" Song Shuhang asked.

"Yes, just retreat to ten meters away. I can control the power of the explosion," True Lord White replied confidently.

Ten meters? Song Shuhang took about twenty steps back.

"Is it about ten meters now?" At that moment, when he turned his head, he suddenly saw that the demon dog Doudou had calmly retreated to a distance of over a hundred meters, its little tail still wagging from side to side.

Song Shuhang recalled True Lord White's 'confident' reply from earlier, and then looked at Doudou's calm expression. Without hesitation, he quickly stood on the same side as Doudou and retreated a hundred meters away!

"You're not entirely stupid, woof!" Doudou chuckled.

"I just think there must be a reason why you ran so far, but Senior True Lord White seemed so confident, and a master like him should be able to perfectly control the power of the explosion, right? Why did you retreat a hundred meters away?" Song Shuhang asked in a low voice.

"Hehe, did I say he couldn't control the power of the explosion?" Doudou wagged its tail and said, "I'm hiding from other things, so I don't get tricked by True Lord White!"

Just then, the statue that True Lord White had transformed into was blown apart!

It was indeed a massive event, almost like firing a blast of dynamite; the entire ground was shaking.

However, True Lord White's control was extremely strong. Although the fragments of the exploded statue shell flew out, they all fell to the ground within a ten-meter radius.

After the outer shell of the statue exploded, the true form of True Lord White was revealed inside.

It was a figure like an immortal descended from the mortal world, with long, jet-black hair cascading down his back, eyes as bright and dazzling as stars, and a white robe fluttering Qingwu from the aftershocks of the explosion. Intricate arrays were engraved on the robe, with energy flowing like a tangible liquid at all times, making him appear even more ethereal and otherworldly.

Song Shuhang couldn't help but sigh that compared to the 'illusion' he had seen in the Nameless Temple, the real True Lord White was even more like an immortal.

Well, and I must mention that even though he hadn't washed his hair for over 150 years in seclusion, his long hair was still jet black and smooth. And his white robe, too, remained spotless for over 150 years.

The hair remaining smooth could be attributed to a cultivator reaching a certain level of cultivation and becoming naturally immaculate. But the clothes... could there really be a legendary 'Body-Cleansing Spell'? Uh oh, more like Clothing-Cleansing Spell '? Something like a cleansing magic?

If such magic really existed, wouldn't that be amazing? We wouldn't even need to wash clothes anymore; one spell, and they'd be spotless in an instant! How wonderful would that be?

This spell is especially important in winter. Song Shuhang was still recalling the bittersweet experience of hand-washing winter clothes last December, when his hands were so frozen they were numb.

We've gone off on a tangent.

Song Shuhang stared at Senior True Lord White —if he could control the damage radius of the explosion to within ten meters, then why did Doudou still retreat to a distance of over a hundred meters?

At this moment, True Lord White raised his finger and made a Daoist School hand seal towards Song Shuhang from afar. "Hello, Fellow Shuhang!"

Song Shuhang had never seen such etiquette before, so he could only imitate True Lord White's manner and return the greeting. "Hello, Senior True Lord White."

"Where do we go next? After 150 years of seclusion, I feel like the outside world has changed so much. Whether it's the vehicles that are dragging my outer shell statue, or those things that should be houses, or the clothing and appearance; in just over a hundred years, the changes are greater than in the previous thousands of years!" True Lord White said with a faint smile.

That smile was absolutely stunning, captivating everyone's attention!

"Let's go to Jiangnan University Town first. If you don't mind, True Lord White, you can stay in a building that Senior Medicine Master bought for a while. During that time, I can show you around modern things," Song Shuhang.

"Alright, I'll follow your arrangements, Fellow Shuhang." True Lord White smiled again, a smile that was incredibly handsome and dazzling!

Then, True Lord White's gaze fell on Pekingese Doudou: "Little Doudou, long time no see."

"Woof woof, long time no see, Senior White," Doudou barked twice.

True Lord White asked, "Is True Lord Yellow Mountain well?"

"Yellow Mountain is doing very well, and he's preparing to break through to the Seventh-Grade Venerable Realm," Doudou replied, grimacing resentfully as he mentioned True Lord Yellow Mountain.

"That's wonderful. A cultivator as talented and diligent as True Lord Yellow Mountain will surely be able to advance smoothly to the Venerable Realm," True Lord White replied, then walked towards Song Shuhang.

As he walked, True Lord White's eyes became unfocused, as if he were pondering something.

"Holy crap, True Lord White is daydreaming!" Doudou's tail fur stood on end.

"?" Song Shuhang asked, puzzled.

As soon as Doudou finished speaking, True Lord White suddenly seemed to trip over something and fell to the ground!

Song Shuhang dared to guarantee that there was not a single obstacle on the ground before True Lord White tripped over it!

In other words, this is the amazing skill of "Flat-Ground Fall"!

If an ordinary person accidentally trips and falls, they can get up, dust themselves off, and be fine, at most getting a few scrapes.

But if someone of True Lord White's caliber were to Flat-Ground Fall...

Boom!!

A deafening explosion erupted, even louder than the explosion that had occurred when True Lord White burst from the statue.

Dust and ash rose from the spot where True Lord White was located.

After a while, Song Shuhang opened his eyes wide and saw that where True Lord White had fallen, a huge crater had been created! It was as deep and wide as a meteorite crater!

Doudou swallowed hard. "One hundred and fifty years of seclusion is no joke. This pit is so big. Luckily, we retreated more than a hundred meters away, or we would have fallen in. Judging by the size of this bottomless pit, maybe... True Lord White is no longer True Lord White, but Venerable White?"

Song Shuhang swallowed hard. "Doudou, tell me honestly, does Senior True Lord White often trip and fall?"

"Don't worry!" Doudou comforted him, "True Lord White only trips up easily when he's lost in thought."

However, Doudou would never tell Song Shuhang that True Lord White could lose focus anytime, anywhere, and could even lose focus hundreds of times a day!

"Could you trip Flat-Ground Fall while daydreaming?" Song Shuhang immediately pictured this scene in his mind—what if one day, he was strolling down the street with Senior True Lord White, casually introducing him to some modern knowledge, when True Lord, lost in thought, tripped and fell to the ground...

Then, boom!

Judging from True Lord White's height, it is estimated to be 1.82 meters. Ignoring other factors, from the moment True Lord White tripped until he landed at a constant speed, what is the area of Song Shuhang's psychological trauma?

At that point, perhaps the only explanation will be 'sinking'.

You absolutely must remember to pay attention to Senior True Lord White's condition at all times, and be sure to prevent him from accidentally Flat-Ground Fall.

A senior who's spacing out isn't scary.

Even a highly skilled senior is not to be feared.

People who can Flat-Ground Fall their faces aren't scary.

However, a highly skilled senior who can Flat-Ground Fall if he's in a daze is truly terrifying. He's a human self-propelled cannon that can fire at any moment!

The damage value is off the charts!

"Huh?" At this moment, True Lord White climbed out of the pit and casually patted his clothes. His clothes were still as white as snow, it seemed that this white robe really had the function of 'cleaning and dust protection'.

"I was thinking about something that happened during my seclusion, and I accidentally got distracted. Hehe." True Lord White looked at Song Shuhang and Doudou and gave an awkward smile.

Then, True Lord White raised a finger to his forehead and softly shouted, "Earth-Leveling Spell!"

With his soft shout, the soil around the pit moved on its own, quickly filling it in. Judging from his skillful technique, Song Shuhang knew that True Lord White must have used this 'Earth-Leveling Spell' many times before!

After burying the soil, True Lord White said, "Alright, all done. Shall we go?"

"Okay, senior, Doudou and I will lead the way. Just follow us!" Song Shuhang replied.

Doudou silently grew to a length of five meters, and Song Shuhang climbed onto its back.

"Hey, wait a minute! I'll ride Doudou too." True Lord White suddenly said, "My natal flying sword was stolen while I was in seclusion, so I can't use Sword Flight. After I've familiarized myself with modern things with Fellow Song Shuhang in a few days, I'll go and retrieve my flying sword!"

Song Shuhang: "..."

Even your natal flying sword can be stolen? Senior, what exactly is going on with your seclusion?

Doudou's face was also twitching. Finally, it sighed inwardly and swelled up a little more.

True Lord White chuckled and gently leaped onto Doudou's back, "Thank you for your hard work, Little Doudou! When I return and reopen the treasure, I'll bring you something delicious."

Doudou immediately said, "I want the Millennium Vermilion Fruit."

"No problem, I need to see how many fruits the Vermilion Fruit Tree has produced in these 150 years," True Lord White readily agreed.

Doudou was satisfied and took Song Shuhang and True Lord White into the air, flying towards Jiangnan University Town.

Along the way, Song Shuhang asked curiously, "Speaking of which, senior, why are you in that statue, your place of seclusion?"

"It's a long story. My secluded cultivation place was destroyed in an accident," True Lord White sighed.

The demon dog Doudou asked in confusion, "Your half-fortress must have had at least three hundred layers of defense, right? What accident could have destroyed your half-fortress?"

"It was Heavenly Tribulation." True Lord White shrugged. "When I had only been in seclusion for over fifty years, I suddenly advanced in rank, Houtian struck! The Heavenly Tribulation was extremely powerful; it destroyed all three hundred-plus layers of my defenses in just a few minutes, and then my secluded cultivation place was also blasted to pieces."

You're locked up for ages, and suddenly you get promoted? That's a promotion method that's both blissful and tragic.