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2121 Independent world

As the old saying goes, if you do not seek death, you will not die. This was a simple truth, yet why was it that some people just couldn’t understand it?

The black-skinned Scarlet Heaven Sword believed that it would not be excessive if Senior White took out Meteor Sword and stabbed it into the ground, piercing Song Shuhang’s primordial soul.

Senior White patted the stone tablet and said softly, “Don’t worry, Shuhang. When the time comes that you truly die, I will remember to sweep your grave every year. Now that I think about it, Sword Monarch Liu Er’s death anniversary isn’t too far off… If you pass away in the next few days, I can sweep yours and Sword Monarch Liu Er’s grave at the same time in the future. At that time, you’ll truly be inside the grave while I’ll be outside.”

Sword Monarch Liu Er was a good friend of Senior White, and several of the fellow daoists in the Nine Provinces Number One Group also knew him.

He was a Sixth Stage True Monarch, and he fell to his inner demons when he tried to break into the Seventh Stage Venerable Realm thirty years ago. His body was reduced to ashes, and his soul was erased from the world.

When Senior White came out of his recent seclusion, he could only sigh after hearing from Yellow mountain that Sword Monarch Liu Er had failed to transcend his tribulation.

“If you want to die, then hurry up and choose one of these coming few days.” Senior White squatted down and patted the grave soil lightly.

Song Shuhang under the gravestone hastily shouted, “No, Senior White, please don’t say that!”

What if Senior White’s words actually came true?

It was already the 27th day of the month, and Song Shuhang’s small goal at the moment was to live safely until the end of this month.

“Fellow Daoist White, you don’t have to worry about his death anniversary.” The black-skinned Scarlet Heaven Sword chuckled and said, “I have a hunch that the next time you end your seclusion, you can visit Song Shuhang’s grave no matter what day it is. There are only 365 days in a year, and every day might just end up becoming a death anniversary for Song Shuhang.”

Song Shuhang retorted angrily, “Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword, stop spouting nonsense. At most, I’m risking my life once every month. It’s simply too much to say that I might die every day of the year!”

The black-skinned Scarlet Heaven Sword was speechless.

Despite being a heart-rending inner demon, it felt some pity for Song Shuhang at this moment.

Since it was joking earlier, it did not think about the matter too carefully. After all, having every day of a year as a possible death anniversary was simply too much.

However, when Shuhang said that he was risking his life once a month at most, that was actually quite close to the truth.

And the truth was often more heart-rending compared to jokes.

The stone tablet was also speechless.

Just what exactly did little friend Song go through before meeting me?

What kind of experiences would make a person admit the tragic possibility of dying once a month?

“See? You’re admitting it yourself.” Senior White did not know whether to cry or laugh. He patted the sand on the grave and said, “Are you still not going to come out? Do you plan to stay there until New Year?”

“Okay, I’m coming out.” Song Shuhang chuckled.

This time, his primordial soul lifted the sand before leaping out.

Every time I emerge from a grave, I have to change my approach.

A boring life only becomes more interesting once you change things up.

After his primordial soul came out, the first thing he did was to grab Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword and hang it behind his waist. He then stretched out his arms to embrace Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet, pulling it out of the ground as well.

“Pfft, scan the code to sweep the grave. Keeping with the times, aren’t we?” Senior Scarlet Heaven Sword could not help but laugh out loud when it saw the last line engraved on the stone tablet.

After the stone tablet shook slightly, it shrank rapidly.

It shrank to the size of a palm before landing beside Senior White, abandoning little friend Song.

“Eh?” Senior White reached out to catch the stone tablet’s spirit.

“This is Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet, a work of Wielder of the Will White,” Song Shuhang explained.

Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet added, “My name is now Tyrannical Song’s Tombstone.”

“Pfft~ That’s a good name.” The black-skinned Scarlet Heaven Sword could not help but laugh.

Song Shuhang: “…”

“I see.” Senior White nodded slightly. No wonder he felt a sense of familiarity when he came into contact with the stone tablet.

“This is the main world’s Senior White, and he is different from your master, Wielder of the Will White.” Song Shuhang introduced Senior White to the stone tablet so that it would not confuse Senior White with Wielder of the Will White.

The stone tablet vibrated slightly and “looked” at Senior White.

Sure enough, the man before its eyes was different from its master, and the difference between him and Netherworld Black White was even more apparent.

“Speaking of which, Senior White, what is this place?” Song Shuhang asked. He believed this place to be the one where Wielder of the Will White left his secrets and the place that the stone tablet was suppressing. Moreover, this desert was very likely Senior White’s hometown.

Senior White replied, “This might be my hometown.”

However, Senior White himself was not sure.

He failed to find anyone or anything other than this familiar, endless desert.

“Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet, do you have any information that you can provide about this world?” Song Shuhang looked at the stone tablet in Senior White’s hand.

The former Wielder of the Heaven’s Will, White, allowed the stone tablet to continue guarding this place. Therefore, it might have a better understanding of this world.

The stone tablet said while feeling slightly emotional, “It seems that my mission will come to an end today.”

This world it had been suppressing for ages was in a “closed” state in the past. In fact, even without its suppression, nobody could enter this world.

Today, it opened on its own.

In other words, the mission entrusted to it by Wielder of the Will White was coming to an end.

“My master once said that this world is an ‘independent’ world in the truest sense of the word. It’s something that exists beyond space and time and doesn’t belong to this world,” said the stone tablet.

Song Shuhang’s eyes shone.

He remembered the information he got after using the secret appraisal technique on Senior White.

[White is a very special existence, and the origin of his existence is unordinary. Try to find White’s hometown to get more information.]

The clues matched.

He now felt confident that this was Senior White’s hometown.

That being the case… Was it now time for him to get more information?

Song Shuhang’s primordial soul squatted down. Afterward, he placed his right palm against the sand and shouted, “Have a taste of my secret appraisal technique!”

The secret appraisal technique was activated.

Song Shuhang’s primordial soul began to tremble, and an extreme pain assaulted his senses.

It was the kind of pain that he had not felt in quite a while.

Whenever he used the secret appraisal technique lately, the price he paid was rather small, and Song Shuhang barely felt any pain.

However, the price he paid this time managed to shake Song Shuhang to his core.

As his body kept shaking, half of his soul slowly sank into the sand.

Seeing the scene, the stone tablet was left speechless.

Whether it was the ❮Saber-Nurturing Technique❯, the ❮Divine Weapon Appraisal❯, or the ❮Secret Appraisal Technique❯ that Song Shuhang was currently using, none of them felt normal to it.

The result of the appraisal quickly appeared in Song Shuhang’s mind.

[Sands from 5 billion years ago. Every grain of sand contains the aura of time and antiquity. If you observe them carefully, you will find that they contain an indescribable charm.]