685. Shuhang, Little Friend, You're Next to Die!

The black-clad 'Venerable White' reached out and gently waved his hand at the stone sculpture on the ground. "Dust to dust, ashes to ashes—turn into dust!"

With a gentle wave of his hand, the power of the entire Netherworld was mobilized. In the Netherworld, he was the ruler. His will was the will of the Netherworld!

The power of the Netherworld, manipulated by the black 'Venerable White,' enveloped the stone sculpture, intending to shatter it into dust of history.

However, at that moment... a Steel Hand appeared out of thin air, blocking the 'Netherworld Energy' and the stone sculpture that the Venerable White had transformed into.

This Steel Hand also embodies pure 'evil' and 'filth' power, just like the black robes worn by the Black Venerable White.

With a single block, the Steel Hand deflected all of the black 'Venerable White's' attacks.

This Steel Hand can also mobilize the power of the entire Netherworld, and its will is also the will of the Netherworld!

A world... with two different wills. Isn't that just like a schizophrenic patient?

The next moment, the true form of the Steel Hand emerged from the void; it was a being without a specific shape.

Apart from the Steel Hand, its main body is Liquid Metal Ball formed from molten iron.

After it appeared, the Steel Hand retracted back into the Liquid Metal Ball, turning into molten iron. This Liquid Metal Ball possessed the ability to transform into various shapes.

"It's you? You've been following me again." The black 'Venerable White' looked at the Liquid Metal Ball and said calmly.

"Of course it's me," the Liquid Metal Ball replied. [A strange laugh]

Its voice was like a machine's, without any fluctuation. The words "[strange laughter]" were also spoken by him; it itself did not emit any strange laughter.

"How much longer are you going to follow me? You know perfectly well that neither of us can defeat the other, so there's no point in you following me," the black-clad 'Venerable White' said helplessly.

Liquid Metal Ball: "[Smug smile] As long as I stick close to you and sabotage all your actions, one day I will find a way to destroy you—this Netherworld only needs my will; you are superfluous! Those you want to kill, I will protect them. What you want to build, I will destroy!"

The black-clad 'Venerable White' shrugged. "You're the one who's superfluous, aren't you? I clearly appeared in the Netherworld before you."

"[Angry laugh], bullshit! According to the rules of the Netherworld, when I appeared in the Netherworld, you should have disappeared and handed over the position of Netherworld World Ruler to me! But why are you still staying in the Netherworld? Why do you insist on shamelessly occupying what belongs to me? You superfluous thing!" The Liquid Metal Ball was extremely angry when it said this, and its body bounced on the ground like a ball.

The black-clad 'Venerable White' shrugged. "This isn't my fault. I don't know how to leave the Netherworld either. If you're so capable, give me a way to leave the Netherworld and send me away!"

"[Super angry laugh] If I knew how to leave the Netherworld, I would have left long ago. Damn it, apart from being able to go out once when I was first born in the Netherworld, I can only stay in the Netherworld forever after that." The Liquid Metal Sphere jumped up angrily again.

"So, don't blame me." The black-clad 'Venerable White' yawned.

The Liquid Metal Sphere bounced around in agitation.

Just then, the Black Venerable White suddenly stomped his foot, and the ground of the Netherworld turned into a swamp, swallowing the statue of the Venerable White on the ground.

The black-clad 'Venerable White' smiled slightly: 'I won.'

The Liquid Metal Sphere paused for a moment.

"[Smug smile] Idiot, idiot, idiot! I'm the winner!" the Liquid Metal Sphere shouted triumphantly.

As they spoke, a metal sword burst forth from the depths of the earth, merging into the Liquid Metal Sphere: "The statue you just swallowed underground was formed from my body. The real statue, along with the human cultivator in the distance and that four-headed little snake demon, were all secretly sent out of the Netherworld by me!"

After saying that, the Liquid Metal Sphere began to change rapidly, transforming in the blink of an eye into a slender metal figure.

Then the metal figure started twisting and turning in front of the black 'Venerable White,' performing a dance with a very 'mocking' character.

The dance is so incredibly annoying that it makes you want to punch this metal man the moment you see it.

"[Smug smile], [Extremely smug smile], [Super smug smile]." The metal man danced joyfully.

Black Venerable White: "..."

"Come on, are you angry? Come on, beat me up, let's hurt each other! [Happy laugh] [Smug laugh]" The metal man twisted and turned, constantly taunting the black 'Venerable White'.

"You idiot, you'd better learn how to smile quickly." The Black Venerable White reached out and gently stroked his long hair, which danced in the air, radiating charm.

Then, the Black Venerable White said, "Also, thank you for sending them away."

The writhing metal figure suddenly froze.

"What do you mean, [angry laugh]? Thank you for sending them away? Didn't you want to kill the monk in that stone sculpture before?" The metal man reverted to his Liquid Metal Sphere form and bounced up and down.

"Hmm, for a fleeting moment, I felt that the cultivator who had turned into a stone statue was hostile to me. But the instant I attacked, I also felt a strong connection between us... Perhaps he's a descendant of one of my relatives or something? So, I certainly wouldn't harm him." The black-clad 'Venerable White' chuckled, "Don't you think that cultivator who turned into a stone statue looks a lot like me?"

"[Angry laugh], like a fart. According to my precise measurements, he is only 80% similar to you, and his face is absolutely not the same as yours," the Liquid Metal Sphere roared.

The Black Venerable White yawned. "For us 'humans,' more than 80% similarity is already quite a lot."

Upon hearing this, the liquid metal monster ball paused again.

A moment later, it suddenly said, "[Sneer] Hmph, you must have been stubborn and refused to admit it, so I ruined your plan, and then you pretended to be indifferent, right? You must hate me to death inside, but you still have to put on a hypocritical act, making me feel frustrated, right?"

The Black Venerable White rubbed his eyes, already in a drowsy state. "Ha~ Interpret it however you like, interpret it however you want. Actually... it would be even better if you could think of me as dead. Then, I'm going to dig a hole and sleep for a while, at least a hundred years. Please don't disturb me, just pretend I'm dead. For at least these hundred years, you are the sole ruler of the Netherworld. Good luck, I believe in you."

Liquid Metal Monster Ball: "..."

The Black Venerable White waved his hand and said, "Oh, right, before we meet again, I'll teach you one more thing. Listen carefully—'Eek eek eek eek eek~~~' That's what laughter sounds like. Remember it? Learn it!"

After saying that, the Black Venerable White disappeared into the void. No one knows where in the Netherworld he dug a hole, crawled inside, and went to sleep.

At the scene, only that strange liquid metal sphere remained, standing alone in its place.

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On the other side.

Song Shuhang woke up.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch." He felt pain all over his body, as if all his bones were broken. He quickly activated the 'Healing Spell' on his Ancient Copper Ring, casting it three times before he regained some strength.

Then, Song Shuhang found himself lying on the 'Escape Light' of a flying sword—it was none other than Venerable White's sword, the 'Meteor Sword'.

Is the Meteor Sword flying?

Could it be that Senior White woke up and then defeated that Four-Headed Snake Demon?

"Senior White, you finally woke up at the crucial moment? As expected, Senior White is someone we can rely on." Song Shuhang turned around happily...

Then, he saw a statue that looked familiar.

It was the statue of Venerable White, which was now lying flat on the Meteor Sword, motionless.

Clearly, Senior White is still in seclusion. The petrified protective layer on his body is his self-protection during seclusion, just like when Song Shuhang welcomed Venerable White out of seclusion.

In critical moments, not only is he unreliable... but even Venerable White is unreliable!

Since Venerable White is still in seclusion, who rescued him and Senior White from that 'Four-Headed Snake Demon'?

As he was thinking this, Song Shuhang immediately saw the 'Four-Headed Snake Demon' again.

At this moment, the snake demon was wrapped around the 'Meteor Sword's' Escape Light like a rag.

Its body looked as if it had been violently and repeatedly hammered and crushed with a hammer; it looked particularly gruesome.

The Four-Headed Snake Demon's three heads drooped, devoid of any life force. Even its last head was half-flattened, staring weakly at Song Shuhang.

"I never imagined... that I would end up like this... dying. Even heroes can't escape the allure of a beautiful woman!" The last snake head seemed to have exhausted all its strength to squeeze out these words.

It has held on until now just to put on one last show of bravado with Song Shuhang.

Even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman?

What does that mean? Did they encounter an exceptionally beautiful woman along the way and defeat the snake demon?

Song Shuhang pondered to himself.

But why are they flying in the air now?

Could it be that they fell from the sky, and then the Meteor Sword activated automatically to protect its master, catching him and Venerable White?

Song Shuhang gently stroked the Meteor Sword.

The Meteor Sword emitted a buzzing sound, conveying a sense of smugness to Song Shuhang. Unbeknownst to him, the Meteor Sword's Artifact Spirit had matured further.

"Okay, thank you," Song Shuhang said with a smile. "But where are we now?"

Just as Song Shuhang was pondering this, his phone rang.

Song Shuhang took out his phone—but the screen was cracked.

Fortunately, it's still barely operable.

The call was from Northern River's Loose Cultivator.

Song Shuhang answered the phone, "Senior Northern River, is there something you need?"

"Young friend Shuhang, haven't you and Senior White returned yet? Hurry back, or you'll be next to die!" Northern River's Loose Cultivator said anxiously.

Song Shuhang: "..."