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The hamster, wrapped in a flashy red cloak, remained invisible as it silently hid inside Song Shuhang’s pocket.

However, when things started to go south, the hamster came to the rescue.

Having anticipated that fat ball might interfere during his confrontation with the ‘Heavenly Dao’, Senior White had entrusted hamster with the shuttle. In the event of a dire emergency, they could use the shuttle to make a quick getaway.

The shuttle was renowned for its speed, crafted before the sixth celestial ascension. Senior White had later acquired it in a trade.

Just recently, after Senior White reclaimed his leg, he also gained possession of the shuttle.

The shuttle had been pre-programmed.

Once activated by the hamster, its hatch opened, drawing Song Shuhang and the hamster inside. As the doors shut. the shuttle launched into sDace at t0D speed.

The shuttle was so swift that it left fat ball trailing behind.

Fat ball’s smurf account tried desperately to accelerate, but the gap widened. If things continued this way, the shuttle would soon escape its radar.

To prevent this, fat ball disabled its Spatial Lockdown and used its spatial abilities to chase the cruiser. If it didn’t act, who knows where in the cosmos Song Shuhang might end up?

The universe was vast. If Song Shuhang managed to make a substantial jump, even fat ball wouldn’t be able to pursue him anytime soon.

Meanwhile, back on Earth, in the southern states, the sages exchanged worried glances.

“Do you think Tyrannical Song’s gonna be alright?”

“He’s on the brink of his celestial ascension. He’ll pull through. He probably took the fight to space to keep us out of it.”

Their conversation was interrupted as the two ever-standing celestial cities, right before their eyes, faded into thin air. The core assistants had recalled them.

As the sages continued to gaze at the sky, one of them remarked, “Looks like he’s taking the fight to space.”

In outer space, Song Shuhang checked the distance between them. “Have we shaken it off yet?”

Hamster replied, “That’s a ruler of the netherworld. What do you think?”

Fat ball was hot on their trail. Each time it used a spatial jump, it came closer.

Feeling trapped, Song Shuhang tried to connect with his inner world. For a fleeting moment, there was a connection, but it quickly fizzled out.

Dejected, Song Shuhang turned to Daoist Stone Tablet. “Is fat ball considered a treasure?”

The tablet nodded, “Most definitely. At least the Dragon Token inside him is.” With this confirmation, Song Shuhang formed a plan.

Reassured, Song Shuhang addressed the hamster, “Hide in my pocket. On my count, retract the shuttle.”

The hamster, dubious, retorted, “You sure about this?”

Song Shuhang, with conviction, assured him, “I have a plan.”

With mutual agreement, they proceeded. “One, two, three!” As Song Shuhang shouted the final count, he activated the Throne of Wealth Scattering.

This unique magical artifact provided access to Senior Three-Eyed’s wooden door world. Unlike other spatial techniques, it functioned as a VIP passageway immune to spatial imprisonment.

As soon as they were safely on the throne, the hamster stowed away the shuttle.

Without hesitation, the fat ball boss crashed into the throne.

Song Shuhang, with a sly smile, greeted him, “Welcome, Fat Ball.” He then turned and opened a wooden door.

Senior Three-Eyed, sounding rather unenthusiastic, asked, “Back for another bet, Little Tyrannical Song?”

“Exactly, ” Song Shuhang confirmed.

“And your stake?”

Song Shuhang gestured behind to reveal the fat ball boss and said, “Right here.”

On catching sight of the fat ball, all three of Senior Three-Eyed’s eyelids twitched noticeably..