Song Shuhang suddenly understood.
That made sense.
If you had two hands, wouldn't adding another one make three hands?
Besides, a normal person didn't even have anywhere to attach a third hand!
Therefore, to fuse with the "part of existence" he had obtained from Senior White, he needed to proceed to the next step!
"Come on, Senior White. Devour part of my existence." Song Shuhang spoke boldly.
The atmosphere suddenly grew tragic.
[That's too ruthless!] The Pitch-Black Sun, watching from the shadows, couldn't help shrinking its radiance.
Not only had he repeatedly sacrificed his own "method of longevity," he was now even handing over his very "existence" for someone else to devour... He simply didn't treat his body as something precious. This was self-abuse!
The Kun King Egg became even more low-key, restraining its aura to the absolute limit.
It was terrified that it might accidentally leak its aura, affect Tyrant Song, and then get swallowed in one gulp.
On the sealing track.
Senior White first circulated the "Confucian Sage Talent" once, familiarizing himself with the operation process and effects of this innate spell.
"Get ready." Senior White reminded him.
He raised two fingers before his eyes, activating the Confucian Sage Talent.
Song Shuhang took a deep breath, doing his best to relax and cooperate with Senior White.
[It's happening again, it's happening again.] The Kun King Egg once more sensed the aura of the Confucian Sage.
This time, however, the source of the aura had changed to Immortal White.
[Just how many trump cards did the Confucian Sage leave behind?!] The Kun King Egg was utterly despairing.
Why did it feel as if the Confucian Sage's shadow could be found everywhere?
Especially ever since it had been captured by Tyrant Song, it always felt that everything in the Myriad