"How is that possible?" questioned the Sword. "Song Shuhang hasn't achieved immortality, so how could he conjure up a Youyou?"
Yet, this bald, muscular Dark-skinned Song stood before everyone with a stern expression, exuding a strong presence that was far from any illusion.
White Dragon furrowed her brow. She sensed something amiss.
Pavilion Master Chu's soft, droopy hair also stood on end, as if receiving a signal.
"Could it be because you just utilized the 'pseudo-immortal body'?" calmly speculated Fellow Daoist Stone Tablet.
Song Shuhang nodded in agreement. "Exactly."
The conflict between the pseudo-immortal body and the ruler of the Netherworld tattoo Senior White Two had given him had caused this black Song to emerge from within him.
