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Chapter 2785: The Ruler of the Deserted Island

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The ancient god stopped thinking and fell into eternal sleep. Without strong external stimulation, it wouldn’t awaken until it fully comprehended the ‘immortal information.’

After the ancient god fell asleep, the illusory reality giant world around it began to operate silently.

An ordinary Eighth Stage Profound Sage’s illusory reality could transform into a city and create various living beings.

The illusory reality of a Ninth Stage Tribulation Transcender could already transform into several countries. If unrestricted, it would continue to spread.

The ancient god directly conjured a complete world that floated in this ‘Heaven’s Will small black room.’

“It’s over,” Song Shuhang said slowly.

“It’s over just like that?” Zither Master Fengyi’s claws were puzzled. This ancient god with a terrifyingly tenacious life force had been dealt with just like that?

“Knowledge is sometimes more useful than fists,” Song Shuhang said with a faint smile. He was wearing a mask now, so he could say all kinds of shameless things.

Not everyone was like him. He was lucky enough to condense a ‘pseudo-immortal’ body and have the Scholarly Sage’s eye, the divine third eye, and a series of other powerful cheats to peek into memories related to ‘immortality.’

Not everyone was like him, able to have the friendship of Senior White and face the true ‘immortal’ directly.

During that meeting with White Wielder of the Will, he had crossed the limit of tand projected himself directly in front of Song Shuhang from the past, allowing Song Shuhang to face the ‘immortal’ and laying the foundation for him to face the immortal.

“Let’s go. I want to get back my things.” Song Shuhang held Zither Master Fengyi’s claws and walked toward the illusory reality giant’s small world.

Seeing that Song Shuhang was stepping into the illusory reality, Mistress Fengyi quickly warned him, “Be careful. The illusory reality is very annoying. If you’re not careful, you’ll fall into it and be unable to extricate yourself.”

“Don’t worry, I know what to do,” Song Shuhang said calmly. After all, all the information about the world of giants was in his mind.

His understanding of the giant world was too thorough. The ancient god’s illusory reality was completely unable to affect him.

Zither Master Fengyi glanced at Song Shuhang with her claws, feeling a little impressed.

From the moment the ‘ancient gods’ launched their surprise attack, the masked fellow Daoist had maintained a transcendent calmness. It was as if everything was under his control. As expected, the ancient god didn’t manage to stir up any trouble in the hands of this masked fellow Daoist.

So strong!

He was much more reliable than her, the leader of the Heavenly Court’s remaining party.

Zither Mistress Fengyi knew she couldn’t be this reliable. That was why she wanted to revive the Heavenly Emperor. Her personality wasn’t suited to shoulder such a heavy burden.

Therefore, she was especially envious of reliable personalities like the masked fellow Daoist.

In the illusion of reality, Song Shuhang felt as if he was returning home, advancing through the illusory world with ease.

Nothing could stop him. Even with his eyes closed, he could find his target in this illusion world.

Unknowingly, he successfully showed off his skills in front of Zither Master Fengyi. Zither Master Fengyi’s envy +1

A few minutes later, Song Shuhang brought Zither Master Fengyi’s claws to the place where the ancient god was.

The ancient god still looked like a moldy green slwith long hair.

Within its body, the ‘smoke demonic body’ had already fused with it.

“What a pity,” Song Shuhang said softly.

After being fused to such an extent, it could not be easily taken out.

If he were to forcefully take it out of the ancient god’s body now, it was very likely that it would stimulate the ancient god and cause it to awaken.

Therefore, he had no choice but to give up this valuable ‘smoke demon body.’

After feeling a slight pain, Song Shuhang gently touched the ancient god’s body and took out a cloud of smoke.

This ‘smoke’ was a part of Song Shuhang’s body, and he had secretly placed it inside the body of the smoke demon and mixed it together.

After taking back the body of smoke that belonged to him, Song Shuhang didn’t fuse it back with his body. Instead, he stored it in his spatial magical treasure.

The ancient god was very strange, and its parasitic method made Song Shuhang’s hair stand on end. He didn’t dare to easily put this ‘body of smoke’ that belonged to him back.

Moreover, to him, such a small body part could grow back with just a sip of water.

The reason he had gone through so much trouble to retrieve his smoke body was just to be safe, in case the ancient god really comprehended something from his fake immortal body.

“This ancient god who has calmed down actually looks quite cute,” Zither Master Fengyi said with her claws.

The furry little dumpling looked a little cute.

“That’s the premise of not zooming in. If you zoom in, you’ll find that these cute furs are all ferocious tentacles,” Song Shuhang replied with a smile.

Zither Master Fengyi’s claws were speechless.

“Let’s go. It’s tto leave this place.” Song Shuhang lightly snapped his fingers.

Pa ~ The entire illusory reality dispersed.

The entire process was extremely light.

When Song Shuhang was walking in the ancient god’s ‘illusory reality,’ he was using his ‘illusory reality’ ability to infiltrate the ancient god’s ‘illusory reality.’ After all, he was too familiar with this world of giants. He knew every single flower, tree, grass, and tree by heart.

In addition to his Illusion Reality ability, which was formed by 0 and 1, he could forcefully remove the ancient god’s Illusion Reality with a thought after the infiltration was completed.

After the illusion of reality dissipated, the slumbering body of the ancient god behind him suddenly twitched slightly.

“It moved,” Zither Master Fengyi said nervously.

Puff ~ It seemed to snore, and the sleeping ancient god’s body slightly bulged. Something was spat out from its body.

“Eh?” Song Shuhang paused slightly.

“Do you vomit in your sleep?” Zither Master Fengyi said.

Song Shuhang pondered for a moment and stretched out his finger.

The thing spat out by the ancient god seemed to have received a call, and it gently floated up and landed between Song Shuhang’s fingers.

This was a seal.

It looked similar to the Eighth Grade Saint Seal, but it was of a higher grade.

“It’s not sleep vomiting… Instead, it had lost a portion of its authority. This portion of authority was split and condensed into a seal,” Song Shuhang said slowly.

He had broken through the ancient god’s illusory reality, which was a contract and a catalyst.

After the illusion of reality in the world of giants was broken, the ancient gods completely lost control of that world, whether it was reality or authority.

In the main world, the giant’s small world was already connected to Song Shuhang’s Inner World, and it would beca part of it at any time.

In terms of mental energy, all the information and data of the small world of the giant were already in Song Shuhang’s mind.

In terms of authority, even the illusory reality was penetrated by Song Shuhang and broken.

At this moment, Song Shuhang had fulfilled the prerequisite for usurping the throne.

Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and gently stroked the ‘seal.’

The ancient characters on the mark disappeared.

Then, the two words ‘Overlord World’ appeared on this mark.

From then on, he was the Sector Lord of the giant’s small world, Ba Ba… Status = big boss of the Shadow Lord = gathering of the laws of the Dream Realm = Senior White’s God Creation Plan World Tree.

The only regret was that the giant’s small world was the sas the Celestial Emperor’s world. It had almost collapsed, and there were no longer any living beings left.

If the Shadow Overlord was compared to the ruler of a country who had real power, then Song Shuhang was like a single emperor who was planting flags on a small island and occupying it.