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The primordial spirit inherently possessed the ability to traverse vast distances in the blink of an eye. With a mere thought, it could whisk itself away thousands of miles. Therefore, theoretically speaking, the upper limit of the speed that the Essence Soul could endure should be quite high.

However, at this moment, Song Shuhangs primordial spirit had forcefully reached the limit of its endurance. The immense pressure made his primordial spirit feel as though it were on the verge of shattering.

Even more crucially, he couldn’t find the “seatbelt” that White had mentioned earlier—racing without a seatbelt meant having no sense of security at all.

“Where’s the seatbelt? Senior White, where’s the seatbelt?” Song Shuhangs primordial spirit began to tremble, and simultaneously, this reaction was perfectly mirrored in his physical body.

The legs of Song Shuhangs corporeal body, which was suspended on the towering tree, began to shake steadily at a frequency of 25 Hertz.

“Senior Song looks like he’s about to break down,” remarked the black-skinned Soft Feather.

Pavilion Master Chu’s hair twitched slightly in agreement. “The temperature of his head suddenly increased by about 20 degrees. It seems that his divine sense is experiencing something very stimulating.”

“l think he’s holding his pee because he wants to go to the toilet,” Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet remarked.

Upon hearing this, Fairy Creation tilted her head and looked at Song Shuhangs trembling legs with a pensive expression.

“When he was at the Eighth Stage, he projected his divine sense into the ‘Tribulation Transcender Void,’ and he even had the chance to place his primordial spirit in the void…As expected of Sage White,” Pavilion Master Chu sighed with emotion. She recalled the hardship of her advancement back then, and then recalled Song Shuhangs experience of leveling up. Suddenly, she didn’t feel like talking anymore.

“White hang,” Fairy Creation said.

“Fairy Creation, when Shuhang is unconscious, you have to speak human language,” Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet reminded her because no one present could translate for Fairy Creation except Song Shuhang.

Fairy Creation smiled sweetly and didn’t reply.

She lightly jumped from Song Shuhangs side and ran to Fairy Skylark’s side.

Then, under everyone’s puzzled gazes, Fairy Creation reached out and gently lifted a corner of Skylarks blanket, bringing her head closer to take a closer look.

“Fairy Creation, what are you doing?” Soft Feather asked.

If Fairy Creation wasn’t a fairy, this action would be considered harassment.

Immortal Fairy White Bones made a guess. “l heard from Shuhang that this Fairy Skylark is the Scholarly Sage’s master? Could it be that Fairy Creation is interested in her?”

Fairy Creation was the disciple of the Scholarly Sage, so she should be interested in the person who guided her master on his path of cultivation?

As she spoke, Fairy Creation turned around and sighed.

Pavilion Master Chu was dumbfounded.

Immortal Fairy White Bones was speechless.

Black-skinned Soft Feather subconsciously shrank back, afraid that Fairy Creation would also want to see her.

Fairy Creation blinked her eyes and tied Skylark’s blanket again. After thinking for a while, she returned to Song Shuhangs side and stretched out her hand to take off his shirt.

“Fairy, what are you doing?” Soft Feather hurriedly covered her eyes with her hands.

Senior Song was going to be exposed!

“Eee Ya la la m ” Fairy Creation replied in a language that no one except Song Shuhang could understand. Then, she grabbed Song Shuhangs shirt and returned to Skylark’s side. She stretched out her hand and carefully put the shirt on Skylarks body under the blanket.

“l see. It’s for Skylark’s sake.” Everyone understood.

“But Senior Songs spatial magical treasure already has clothes. Why would he take off his clothes?” The black-skinned Soft Feather looked at the fairy in confusion.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At the top of the towering tree, a cold wind blew past, blowing the leaves and emitting a pleasant natural sound.

In the cold wind, the frequency of Song Shuhangs body trembling increased from 25 Hertz to 28 Hertz, and this frequency was still steadily rising. The stronger the wind, the higher the frequency of the tremors.

On the other side, after Fairy Creation helped Skylark put on her clothes, she

turned her head and looked at Song Shuhang’s trembling legs. To be precise, she looked at Song Shuhangs pants.

After sensing Fairy Creation’s gaze.

Pavilion Master Chu was dumbfounded.

Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet was speechless.

Wait, Fairy Creation, please leave a pair of pants for Senior Song,” Black-skinned Soft Feather hurriedly stopped her.

Forget about the clothes, if Song Shuhangs pants were also taken off, the exposure would be too serious. It was very likely that he would need to code and add holy light, which was really inappropriate.

Fairy Creation sniffed and nodded regretfully.

Then, she turned around and returned to Song Shuhangs body, as if she was diving, leaving only her head exposed.

“No, 1 haven’t,” Fairy Creation, who was hiding on Song Shuhangs back, suddenly spoke in her original voice.

“What is it?” asked Soft Feather, puzzled.

“Are you looking for something on Skylark?” Pavilion Master Chu asked at the same time.

“Yes.” Fairy Creation hid most of her face behind Song Shuhangs back, revealing only her eyes, which were filled with disappointment.

If Song Shuhang were to turn into a liquid state, Fairy Creation would probably learn from Pavilion Master Chu and blow a bubble.

Song Shuhangs primordial spirit didn’t have a seatbelt to fasten, so he could only clench his teeth and push forward with his ‘body’ that was about to shatter.

His speed became faster and faster, and even the surrounding time seemed to stop.

Song Shuhangs speed phobia +1,+1,+1.

Just as he felt that his soul was about to collapse…Suddenly, a cool power came from his back and merged into his body.

That was the power of the World Tree, which carried the power of laws of the Dream Realm, giving Song Shuhang, who was in a state of extreme speed, the last bit of motivation.

Song Shuhang felt that the speed of his primordial spirit had increased once again, reaching a critical point.

Walla

In his eyes, the world began to compress.

The originally three-dimensional world was suddenly flattened into thin paper. The concept of height gradually disappeared. In his world, there was only width and length…

Even his thoughts were beginning to be restricted and flattened.

Song Shuhangs heart skipped a beat. Could it be that this is the Tribulation Transcender Void?

The flattened world that his soul had entered was clearly completely different from a normal world.

Song Shuhang tried to spread out his divine sense.

In the past, when his divine sense spread out, it would directly expand like a ball. The entire space would be covered by his divine sense.

But now, when his consciousness expanded, it was only like a flat circle.

The Tribulation Transcender Void was a two-dimensional world?

“l always feel like this place would be perfect for Sister White Dragon to live in. The more she interacts with this place, the flatter she becomes, and one day she might even become a 2D creature,” Song Shuhang thought about Su Clan’s Sixteen, and then suddenly thought of the White Dragon on Sixteen’s neck, and then this weird thought jumped into his mind and couldn’t be dispelled.

“If this place is indeed the Tribulation Transcender Void, then where’s Senior White? And where are Seven Cultivators, Ling Die, and Senior Skylark?” Song Shuhang tried his best to expand the range of his divine sense, searching for them..