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Chapter 2778: Please Be Careful When Exiting

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Your heart doesn’t belong to me, but your body does.”

“Although your heart has left, your physical body must stay with me.”

Zither Master Fengyi felt that the conversation between the masked fellow daoist and the smoke demon was absolutely terrible.

“Then, according to our agreement, I’ll bring you all out of the Heavenly Dao space first. I hope that all of you can cooperate with me,” said Song Shuhang’s primordial spirit as he waved his right hand and said, “Universe Creator!”

The bald Tribulation Transcender, the male and female Profound Sages, and the smoke demon were all put into Song Shuhang’s small sleeves. He wasn’t wearing any clothes with big sleeves this time, so he wondered if the space in the World in the Sleeve would shrink.

But no matter what, it was fine to squeeze. It was already good enough that they could leave the Wielder’s small black room. Why would they need a bicycle?

“Fellow Daoist’s ‘World in the Sleeve’ is truly exquisite,” Zither Master Fengyi’s claws moved against her will. After the true World in Sleeves was cultivated to a certain level, it did not need the large sleeves to work with it. When he stretched out his hand and swung it, the spell would automatically transform into a large cuff on his sleeve.

For someone like this masked fellow daoist who couldn’t even form a ‘big cuff,’ it was obvious that he had only just started practicing the World in Sleeves for less than ten years.

“Fellow Daoist, you praise me too much. I just mastered this Sleeve World a few months ago, so I’m still a little unfamiliar with it,” Song Shuhang said shyly.

After saying that, with a thought, he took out the turtle shell immortal boat again and stepped into it.

“Can this magic tool bring us out of the Heavenly Dao Prison?” Zither Master Fengyi asked in surprise.

The Wielder’s small black room was a space that only the Wielder of the Will could open, but he could actually leave with an immortal boat?

“The aura of the ruler of the Netherworld!” The smoke demon in Song Shuhang’s sleeve was even more shocked. It sensed the familiar scent of the ruler of the Netherworld from the turtle shell immortal boat. However, this wasn’t the aura of its master, the ruler of the Netherworld, but the aura of the ruler of the Netherworld that was even more ancient and dated.

“Fellow Daoist, are you selling this magical treasure?” Zither Master Fengyi asked after pondering for a moment.

“I can’t sell it,” Song Shuhang said regretfully. “This magical treasure doesn’t belong to me. It’s something that a senior lent me. It’s his treasure, and I have to return it after using it.”

Moreover, even if Senior Three-Eyed wanted to sell this immortal boat, Song Shuhang didn’t want anyone else to buy it. After all, the fewer people who had the means to send their enemies into the Wielder’s small black room, the better.

Song Shuhang didn’t want to send the enemy into the Wielder’s small black room just before the enemy stepped on the turtle shell immortal boat and escaped.

Moreover, every time a turtle shell immortal boat was made, a giant turtle of disaster would lose its shell!

No business, no harm!

Refusing to hurt, starting from you and me!

“What a pity,” Zither Master Fengyi said regretfully.

Song Shuhang faintly smiled and entered the turtle shell immortal boat, controlling it to return to the main world.

Hong ~

One-tenth of the energy stored in the turtle shell immortal boat was consumed in a single breath. The immortal boat was activated, forcibly escaping from the Wielder’s small black room and returning to the main world.

Under Song Shuhang’s control, the immortal boat entered a random plane in the main world and began to glide.

“Hello, passengers. We have arrived at the modern world station. Please get ready to get off. The immortal boat is about to open. Please be careful when you get off. Envoy Huan is riding the turtle shell immortal boat, Three Eyes,” Song Shuhang warmly reminded.

Zither Master Fengyi’s claws were speechless.

In the next moment, Song Shuhang stretched out his hand and opened the door of the immortal boat.

At this moment, the immortal boat was still gliding at high speed. The immortal boat had to travel at an extremely high speed to break out of the Wielder’s small black room. After sending the immortal boat into the main world, this speed would allow it to glide at high speed for a long distance. Its speed was indescribable.

But now, Song Shuhang was in a hurry because of the bet he had with Senior Three-Eyed, so he didn’t have the intention to stop and send them off.

He waved his sleeve at the door of the immortal boat that was sliding at high speed and threw out the bald Tribulation Transcender and the Profound Sage couple from the World in the Sleeve!

“Aaah!” The bald Tribulation Transcender and the Profound Sages screamed, but in the blink of an eye, the screams disappeared.

Zither Master Fengyi’s claws were startled.

You’re just going to let the passengers ‘get off safely’ like this?

What about safety? Where was it safe?

Isn’t this more violent than forcing the passengers to jump off the plane with their landing bags halfway through the flight?

The eyes on its claws watched as its beloved subordinates rolled, spun, and screamed in the void. The scene was out of control.

After sending the guests off, Song Shuhang closed the door of the immortal boat and clapped his hands. “Heavens!”

He saw Zither Master Fengyi’s claw on his arm and realized that he had forgotten to put this big shot down from the car.

“Um, I’ll open the door again and send you off, Fellow Daoist Fengyi,” Song Shuhang said awkwardly.

“You’re welcome. We’re already in the main world. I can open the spatial door and leave by myself,” Zither Master Fengyi said politely.

She didn’t want to be thrown off the immortal boat by Song Shuhang like her subordinates.

“Then, Zither Master Fengyi, please take care of yourself. See you next time?” Song Shuhang said.

“We’ll meet again if we’re fated,” Zither Master Fengyi replied. In addition, she had just noticed Song Shuhang’s strange ‘looking at the sky’ syllable.

If she remembered correctly, that seemed to be the pet turtle of the Great Northern Emperor’s family.

However, she didn’t investigate the identity of the masked fellow daoist. Since the other party was wearing a mask, it meant that he did not want to expose his identity.

Why should she ask for trouble and pursue his identity?

“I’ll contact my main body, then I’ll open the spatial door and leave. See you again!” Zither Master Fengyi’s claws began to communicate with her main body.

One breath, three breaths, five breaths.

Song Shuhang suddenly felt Zither Master Fengyi’s claws tightly grabbing his arm, and he became agitated.

“What’s wrong?” Song Shuhang asked in a daze.

“My main body is dead,” Zither Master Fengyi was stunned for a long time before she spoke.

Song Shuhang was confused.

“It’s dead. I can’t sense it at all. What happened? Fellow Daoist, didn’t you promise to bring me out with my main body?” Zither Master Fengyi’s claws almost collapsed. “What about my main body? Where’s my main body that I promised you?”

“Calm down, Fairy Fengyi, calm down. Carefully sense it. Is your main body dead? Or is it in the resurrection stage after death? Or did it fake its death and escape from the world?” Song Shuhang comforted her.

He was considered half an authority on the topic of ‘death.’

“I don’t know,” Zither Master Fengyi said.

“Don’t panic, don’t be anxious,” Song Shuhang explained. “Since your claws are still alive and kicking, it means that your main body isn’t destroyed in both body and soul. You still have a chance. You should be quiet.”

“I do need to be quiet.” Zither Master Fengyi grabbed Song Shuhang’s arm with her claws and tried to calm down.

Song Shuhang was speechless.

Speaking of which, Zither Master Fengyi’s claws were so tight. Was she not getting out of the car?

Forget it, let her calm down for the time being.

“Next stop, the Netherworld Realm. Please get ready,” Song Shuhang said. He wanted to send the smoke demon to the Netherworld Realm.