Heh heh heh, got you!
Miss Disaster Giant Turtle, who had been secretly monitoring Song Shuhang, suddenly sensed something when he exploded for the first time in the new year!
She and Song Shuhang were bound by an unspeakable, ill-fated connection. So, at Turtle Dad's arrangement, she had become Tyrant Song's dedicated lookout. Whenever Tyrant Song died, she would sense it.
A moment later, though, she relaxed. Tyrant Song had kept their agreement: this time, his death had left not even a scrap behind.
Even the energy from his exploding body had been purified and turned into an "opportunity" for everyone watching.
That meant the Disaster Giant Turtles would not have to travel thousands of miles to recover Tyrant Song's remains.
Miss Disaster Giant Turtle nodded. "That's the way to die. That's exactly how you should do it."
Happy New Year, you dead Tyrant Song~
In the Core World.
Several attentive seniors from the Nine Provinces Number One Group remained quite calm.
It wasn't that they had grown used to Song Shuhang "dying" and no longer cared. Rather, they had noticed that the Core World was still operating normally.
In a sense, the Core World reflected Song Shuhang's current condition.
If Song Shuhang had truly died, his Dao extinguished and his body and soul annihilated, the Core World they occupied would inevitably have collapsed. The rules governing it, which depended on Song Shuhang, would have perished too.
But the Core World was running steadily. It was even purifying the energy in the "blood-red raindrops" falling from Song Shuhang's explosion, making this portion of "Tyrant Song's legacy" easier for all the fellow daoists to absorb.
Besides the Core World, the Cultivation Chat System, which also depended on Tyrant Song, was operating steadily. His first explosion of the new year