Song Shuhang looked up at the sky.
Just a moment ago, he had still felt calm and serene, believing that today was destined to be a peaceful day. In the blink of an eye, though, the heavens had used Doudou to slap him in the face at light speed.
A man's sixth sense was indeed just as unreliable as Senior Copper Trigram's divinations.
"Let's go. I'll take you there with my blades. But... that formation is a demonic cultivator's formation. Can you use it?" Song Shuhang asked.
"I can. With a slight modification, I'll be able to adapt to it. The members of the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group' discussed this issue during the day. I took part in the discussion as well, and theoretically, it can be corrected." Doudou sighed, his face wearing an expression like he was constipated.
The Heavenly Tribulation Lord was clearly determined to force itself upon him today. He was desperate, too.
"That's good. We'll set off immediately." Song Shuhang summoned the 'Squid Tyrant Twin Blades' and said to Doudou, "Crouch on the twin blades."
Doudou lightly leaped up and crouched on one of the blades.
"Blade-Drawing Technique!" Song Shuhang shouted softly. He grabbed one of the Squid Tyrant's twin blades in each hand and displayed the fastest Blade-Controlling Technique he currently knew—the Blade-Drawing Technique.
With the twin blades ahead, Doudou crouching atop them, and Song Shuhang gripping the blades behind them, they shot out through the window.
The escape light of the Blade-Drawing Technique took on a 'sharp shuttle' shape.
Song Shuhang's body followed the mathematical formula Senior Seven Cultivations had custom-made for him—he had entered the volume of his Squid Tyrant Twin Blades, the area of the escape light produced by the Blade-Drawing Technique, and data such as his and Doudou's weight, height,