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[Friendly Banter] Celestial Thearch: "Well, Senior Song, congratulations on successfully cutting ties with me! We're no longer buddies."

Song Shuhang looked bewildered. "???"

The recent 'Spatial Tremor' had been quite potent. It had left him uncomfortable and caused a slight delay in his reaction.

He pondered for a moment but couldn't fathom why the Celestial Thearch had suddenly terminated their friendship.

It seemed that even a peerless powerhouse like the Celestial Thearch couldn't escape the unpredictable nature of women.

[Friendly Banter] Celestial Thearch: "I was actually contemplating when to return your spoils of war, Senior Song. But now, that opportunity is gone! You've not only lost me, but you'll also permanently lose the spoils in my possession."

[Friendly Banter] Celestial Thearch: "Ta-ta~"

Song Shuhang exclaimed, "!!!"

The Celestial Thearch referred to the spoils as a singular item—the steel clone!

"Wait, wait a moment! Did I say something wrong just now?" Song Shuhang quickly replied.

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A system notification echoed in his mind.

Song Shuhang sighed in frustration.

What kind of new function was this? He had no idea such a capability existed within the 'Cultivation Chat Group'!

Meanwhile, on the other side, at Spirit Butterfly Island, The Celestial Thearch sat in Venerable Spirit Butterfly's secluded meditation chamber.

She rested her chin on one hand while efficiently handling the island's documents with the other—after all, she was the Celestial Thearch who had once presided over the ancient Heavenly City. Managing a small Spirit Butterfly Island posed no challenge.

Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly remained unconscious, but under the Celestial Thearch's administration, Spirit Butterfly Island continued to operate flawlessly without any errors.

However, just moments ago, the space around Spirit Butterfly Island had been disrupted, and the island's spiritual energy had surged. Strange plants had inexplicably appeared on the island.

A butterfly demon from Spirit Butterfly Island hastened to report this development to Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly.

On behalf of Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly, the Celestial Thearch reassured the butterfly demon and other island inhabitants. She also ensured that Liu Jianyi's schedule was packed and left him with no time for idleness. This way, he wouldn't notice Soft Feather's unusual state.

"The world's great transformation, coupled with the collapse of the Heavenly Dao, may not necessarily be detrimental to me," the Celestial Thearch murmured softly.

Moreover, she had utilized this opportunity to block Song Shuhang for fifteen days.

Fifteen days should suffice for her to reclaim the mysterious island. During this period, she need not worry about Song Shuhang's long-distance interference.

After addressing the emergency on Spirit Butterfly Island, the Celestial Thearch rose and entered the inner chamber.

Inside, Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly remained unconscious.

Nevertheless, his injuries had fully healed. In fact, thanks to the Celestial Thearch's various nourishing elixirs, the Spirit Butterfly had even put on a bit of weight.

This incident could be considered a blessing in disguise for Lord Spirit Butterfly. Upon awakening this time, his realm would likely have advanced by a level.

Under normal circumstances, Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly should have awakened earlier.

However... under the Celestial Thearch's deliberate control, he had entered a deep meditative state. While absorbing the elixirs' potency, he also sealed himself off from the world.

The Celestial Thearch was preparing to take action regarding the mysterious island.

During this process, it would be more convenient for her if Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly remained unconscious.

"Everything is ready." The Celestial Thearch replaced the incense burner's contents beside Sage Monarch Spirit Butterfly and stretched lazily, feeling quite content.

Back on Mars, Song Shuhang was even more confused.

"By the way, Soft Feather, does the term 'Heaven and Earth Change' sound peculiar to you?" Song Shuhang asked, perplexed. He had noticed that the Celestial Thearch's thought process had been evolving recently. Perhaps Soft Feather could decipher the Celestial Thearch's thinking and reverse it?

"No problem at all," Soft Feather replied while blinking her eyes.

"So, it's not a problem on my end," Song Shuhang affirmed.

"The world is askew!" Lady Onion exclaimed while shaking her tiny fists.

"The world is already quite weary. Let's not make it shoulder the blame anymore," Song Shuhang remarked, his remaining black hair transforming into a nimble hand that gently patted Lady Onion.

If it remained incomprehensible, he would set it aside for now and revisit it later.

Song Shuhang's divine third eye focused on the ongoing battle.

The battle between the chubby boss and Scholar Yue Ruhuo appeared to be nearing its conclusion.

In the world of Immortals, a battle between regular cultivators could drag on for an unprecedented duration, spanning years or even centuries.

Scholar Yue Ruhuo was formidable and ranked among the elite among Immortals. In a typical battle of the Heavenly Dao, he might have had a chance to prevail.

However, the fat ball was a unique case.

"We're almost there!" Ball Shuhang declared while hovering in the air as its colossal war fortress temporarily powered down.

According to its calculations, it had showcased enough of its abilities to the myriad worlds this time. It couldn't reveal all its secrets; maintaining an air of mystery was more enticing.

"The next move is one that left a deep impression on me... Someone once employed it against me, but I ultimately had the last laugh." Ball Shuhang announced while crossing its arms.

On the opposing side, Scholar Yue Ruhuo wore a solemn expression.

"Today, I will use this move to determine the victor between us." With that statement, Ball Shuhang reached out and grabbed a portion of its form.

It transformed that liquid metal into a stable spatial portal and hurled it forward. The Space Gate resembled a mirror, its surface pitch-black.

Scholar Yue Ruhuo immediately sensed being locked onto. He tried to manipulate his spatial powers to change his position, but the sensation of being locked on was like an unshakable shadow that followed him relentlessly.

Among the spectators from the myriad worlds secretly watching the battle, a few experienced an uncomfortable twinge. The way Profound Sage Tyrannical Song fought had stirred painful memories for them.

Could it be that style of combat?

"Fight, fight!" Ball Shuhang roared in excitement, and behind it, numerous cannons unleashed a barrage against the mirror portal.

Simultaneously, Ball Shuhang split into three heads and six arms.

Fists, palms, fingers, claws, elbows... A plethora of divine techniques bombarded the mirror-like spatial gate.

In response, over twenty spatial passageways materialized around Scholar Yue Ruhuo.

A relentless onslaught of artillery fire, formidable fists, palm strikes, finger techniques, and claw techniques relentlessly assailed him.

Even an Immortal couldn't evade such masterful manipulation of space; they could only endure.

"It's indeed that method!" A few observers secretly watching the battle winced, recalling the Scholarly Sage.

In addition to his impregnating gaze, he had inflicted a good deal of pain on them with this combination of 'space portal' and 'combo strikes.'

The bombardment of artillery and the fiery, passionate attacks by Ball Shuhang continued for over ten minutes before finally subsiding.

Scholar Yue Ruhuo ultimately couldn't withstand the fervor of the assault.

"You've lost," Ball Shuhang declared while floating in the air as it retracted its three heads and six arms.

With its head held high, it proclaimed, "I am Tyrannical Song, and I accept any challenges at any time!"