Heavenly Dao Little Black Room Space.
Behind them, the "dimensional space" passage connecting the Present World and Heavenly Dao Prison had returned to normal.
Only Onion Lady, the Nine-Rebirth Phoenix Saber, Song Shuhang's clone, and Senior Heart-Demon Scarlet Heaven Sword had not come back after being swallowed.
Miss Disaster Giant Turtle and Turtle Dad waited quietly by the passage.
Because Soft Feather had so much on her mind, she was no longer as lively as before. Instead, she sat quietly on Senior Turtle's back.
"I just sensed that Tyrant Song seemed to have thrown out some parts," Miss Disaster Giant Turtle suddenly said.
Turtle Dad nodded. "I felt the same thing for an instant... Did Tyrant Song die once?"
Father and daughter exchanged a glance, bitterness filling their eyes. The Disaster Giant Turtle Clan would probably have to work overtime in the future.
As they spoke, two streaks of sword light shot out of the "dimensional space passage" ahead.
Song Shuhang and Senior White returned to the Present World—their previously somewhat blurred presence had also fully recovered.
Behind them, that strange "dimensional space passage" slowly closed and shrank, soon vanishing without a trace.
"Senior Giant Turtle, don't talk nonsense. I'm not dead," Song Shuhang said.
He was still alive and kicking, perfectly healthy!
"Then what was that aura of parts we sensed just now?" Miss Disaster Giant Turtle asked.
Song Shuhang waved his hand. "Don't worry. They were only bodily shells I threw out myself. I won't cause you any trouble. I've already found a good way to deal with my 'parts' and put them to good use."
"Put them to good use?" Miss Disaster Giant Turtle asked, her face full of confusion.
Song Shuhang said mysteriously, "As long as something is valuable, it can be put to use by