Chapter 2057: Ape-Dragon Nascent Soul Mystical Method
Song Shuhang once believed that the fairest thing the world offered humanity was "death." No matter what kind of person you were, whether you possessed power or wealth, whether you were handsome or ugly, you would ultimately die.
Even if one's death was heavier than Mount Tai, to "death," it was no different from a death lighter than a feather. Both were simply "death."
Everyone had to die.
From death, to burial, to being completely forgotten by others, until even the proof that one had once "existed in this world" was forgotten.
One brought nothing into life and took nothing away in death.
It was terribly sorrowful and poetic.
It was only after Song Shuhang himself died one day that he discovered death was not all that fair after all.
Now, whenever "death" was mentioned, his sorrow and fear toward it were pitifully minuscule.
Song Shuhang touched his own rugged face... or rather, his face-skin.
There was still warmth in his body.
He was still alive and kicking. At the very least, his head was still perfectly healthy.
"So, Senior White... when did I die again?" Song Shuhang asked with a bewildered look.
"Hmm. According to that Fat... hmm, according to that Fat Ball Sovereign's records, you're already completely dead." As Senior White spoke, he drew a large circle in the void with both hands.
Because the Nine Nether Evil Energy might still be infiltrating Mount Ga'er Trial Grounds, Senior White did not even mention Sovereign Fat Ball's nickname, lest it sense them.
Song Shuhang quickly understood.
"Moreover, after some time, the records that Fat Ball Sovereign has about you might even be moved to the recycle bin." Senior White continued speaking slowly.
Song Shuhang hammered his right fist into his left palm