The Real Illusion, a Jack-of-All-Trades Ability?
After the enormous impact, quite a few Beast Cultivators in the giant tree's cabin couldn't withstand it and fell into brief unconsciousness.
Their companions hurriedly sprang into action, using all sorts of methods to wake their teammates.
Some fed them medicinal liquid, some used healing spells, and some called out to them with deep emotion... But the method Song Shuhang saw most often—and the most straightforward one—was wildly slapping them across the face.
After all, every Beast Cultivator who could board the golden moon had a formidable physique, and all of them had passed the assessment of the "Super Giant Ape King."
Their teammates slapped them without the slightest mercy.
Smack, smack, smack~ Smack, smack, smack. Calls and slaps rang out everywhere. The lively rhythm made it feel as if they were at some famous superstar's concert, with the audience enthusiastically applauding.
"Where's Senior White?" Song Shuhang's legs went weak as he called out—his wooden body very cooperatively began to tremble nonstop along with his head.
"Over there. He's waving at us." White Dragon Sister pointed in a direction with her tiny claw and replied.
Song Shuhang looked toward the place White Dragon Sister had indicated.
There, Senior White's VIP cabin had already opened. Senior White was lying at the cabin window and waving at Song Shuhang—it was obvious that Senior White was in an excellent mood.
"Let's go meet up with Senior White." Song Shuhang supported himself against a seat and slowly stood up.
The giant tree's cabin opened.
White Dragon Sister extended her tiny claws, picked up Song Shuhang and Sage White's upper halves, and flew out of the cabin.
Afterward, Sage White's upper half ran toward that VIP cabin of its own accord.
Senior White's other half flew out of the