Most Pain in History

The entrance to the Wealth Throne vanished, and the Flaming Sixteen Substitution Technique dissipated alongside it.

The fat ball found itself ensnared in a barrage of attacks and bellowed in agony.

In the face of the enraged ruler of the Netherworld, one should ideally be thousands of miles away. Unfortunately, they were in the mortal realm, not the Netherworld.

The fat ball tumbled to the ground and was harassed by a swarm of rats.

Helplessly, the fat ball boss could only watch as Song Shuhang and the hamster fled while it remained seething with both anxiety and fury.

Its anger today ranked second only to the rage it felt when that accursed Bai Youyou had swiped its nest from right under its nose.

"I swear, Tyrannical Song, I won't let you off!" the fat ball boss muttered. Its body burned with an unquenchable Heaven Burning Flame. Though the flame burned brightly, it paled in comparison to the inferno of its current fury.

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