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The formidable fat ball had just materialized through the spatial passage, and it hadn't had a chance to establish a spatial seal yet.

So, Song Shuhang had a brief window to open his Inner World.

Originally, Song Shuhang had planned to create a safe distance between himself and the fat ball using the shuttle, and then retreat into his Inner World for cover. However, he hadn't anticipated how quickly the fat ball would catch up.

His plans simply couldn't keep up with sudden changes...

With a thought, Song Shuhang opened an exit inside the shuttle to his Inner World.

"Quick, they're about to start setting up spatial seals!" his sword yelled.

Song Shuhang used his telekinetic energy to grab the hamster and Lady Onion, and Pavilion Master Chu's hair was tied around his neck as she tossed them all into the Inner World.

At the same time, the hamster cast a spell to stow away the shuttle, and the Inner World swiftly closed.

"We're safe." Song Shuhang sighed with relief. Taking advantage of the small gap between the Inner World and the outside world, he glanced at the distant fat ball.

The fat ball didn't pursue; it had encountered some difficulties.

In the void, the heavenly tribulation condensed and targeted the group of Ninth Stage demons.

Ninth Stage demons had the ability to traverse between the main world and the Netherworld Realm, but they were subject to numerous restrictions when entering the main world. Moreover, the spiritual energy of the main world differed from the malevolent energy of the Netherworld Realm and caused a significant reduction in the strength of Ninth Stage demons in the main world.

This time, the fat ball had summoned six Ninth Stage demons to confront Song Shuhang, only to attract a terrifying heavenly tribulation that targeted and struck down the Ninth Stage demons.

The fat ball couldn't help but feel bitter. It suddenly remembered the three-eyed youth in the Wealth Throne and thought of Bai in the Netherworld Realm. Other people's Wielders of the Will cared for their Netherworld Rulers in every way possible. Even when the Wielder of the Will retired, they would make efforts to ensure the continued existence of their Netherworld Ruler.

Forget the heavenly tribulation; it was an unchangeable iron rule. However, every time it wanted to take action in the main world, the Heavenly Dao would create problems for it. This time, it had only summoned a few Ninth Stage demons, and the Heavenly Dao had directly sent a heavenly tribulation.

"Was I raised by a stepmother?" The fat ball couldn't help but exclaim. But after a moment, it forced itself to calm down. Even if it had forgotten what that 'thing' was, it knew it was definitely related to Tyrannical Song! Therefore, it continued to use the divination plate to calculate Song Shuhang's location.

In the next encounter, it would extend the distance, dodge through the spatial passage in advance, and prepare everything while waiting for Tyrannical Song to appear.

"I must retrieve it from Tyrannical Song... Huh?" While divining, it suddenly froze. Its memories became blurry.

"What do I need to retrieve from Tyrannical Song? What is this strange feeling...?" The fat ball wondered.

"Could this be the effect of the Wielder's small black room? Erasing memories related to that 'thing' at the source?" The fat ball quickly deduced. Someone had sent the thing it wanted to retrieve from Tyrannical Song into the Wielder's small black room? The fat ball angrily jumped in the air but calmed down shortly after. Even if it had forgotten what that 'thing' was, it knew it was definitely related to Tyrannical Song!

With that in mind, it continued to use the divination plate to calculate Song Shuhang's location.

In the universe, in a star field that had yet to give birth to life.

Senior White Two's projected clone and the main fat ball's avatar were locked in a fierce battle. All the planets in this galaxy had been destroyed by the intense energy of their avatars.

The main fat ball's avatar was at a disadvantage because it had lost its spatial authority. In a battle between equally matched opponents, the fat ball, without spatial powers, was restricted and found itself defending more than attacking.

Senior White Two didn't hold back. This time, he was determined to obliterate this avatar. He didn't want the fat ball to continue causing trouble in the main world.

Just as the two were engaged in their intense battle, the avatar suddenly became absent-minded. Senior White Two seized the opportunity and used a series of moves to shave off 1% of the avatar's body.

"How is this possible? Did I really forget?" The fat ball muttered.

"Forget? What did you forget? Oh... Are you talking about information related to that thing?" Senior White Two continued his relentless attack while verbally taunting the fat ball.

"Why is this happening?!" The fat ball roared and transformed into a metallic sea urchin. Countless destructive beams of light shot out from the spikes on its body and cut through everything they touched like tofu.

Senior White Two knew how powerful these beams of light were, so he had no choice but to retreat.

"Maybe you're a special existence among the rulers of the Netherworld," Senior White Two remarked.

After the fat ball's destructive laser finished firing, Senior White Two once again advanced, not giving his opponent a chance to escape.

"Was I really raised by a stepmother?"

"Sometimes... I'm really envious of you." This thought appeared in the fat ball's mind. The more envious it was, the more it frustrated it became.

"Let's die together, Bai!" The fat ball roared and directly crashed into Senior White Two, as if it was going to risk its life.