Senior White's true body's two legs were still in the 'Ninth-Grade Heavenly Tribulation World,' undergoing tribulation together with Song Shuhang's clone. So he had assumed that Netherworld A-White also had a habit of cutting himself apart.
[The Dream Realm's Law Aggregate has no consciousness, so there's no question of whether it will cooperate or not. Hmm... In any case, just keep an eye on it when the time comes. Remember, we only have two chances, so in theory, we can only afford to fail once.] Senior White's true body said, [Shuhang, stay here and rest for a while. I'll have my clone come find you, and then we'll immediately start work using the design blueprint for the Tomb of the Immortal.]
Song Shuhang nodded and replied, [All right, Senior White.]
[Oh, right. After our plan is complete, remember to remind my clone to cut himself in half and send his upper body into the 'Ninth-Grade Heavenly Tribulation World'... Right now, only my two legs are holding things up there in the Ninth-Grade Heavenly Tribulation World.] Senior White reminded him again.
Song Shuhang: "..."
Why cut himself in half and send only his upper body into the Tribulation World? Wouldn't it be fine to send the entire clone in? Shuhang was puzzled—Senior White's true body had borrowed his Wooden Body, so theoretically, there was no need to combine it with half of a clone anymore, right?
However, before he could ask, spatial fluctuations came from the void above his head.
The big shot who could sell anything opened a Space Gate and appeared with Senior White's Clone and Song Shuhang's accessories in tow.
"Shuhang, are you all right?" Su Clan's Sixteen's voice rang out. She stepped out of the Space Gate and lightly landed beside him—from Song Shuhang's angle, he happened