So You Wanted to Take Over My Body

In the central Formation Space, Zhang Daoyuan faced the same person: the Xu Yan True Person appeared dazed but possessed extremely formidable combat power.

After exchanging more than twenty blows, Zhang Daoyuan had suffered serious injuries, his body covered in charred soot, and a charred corpse lay beside him.

This thing was his Iron-Black Refined Corpse, but it was directly transformed into this by a single pillar of flame from Xu Yan True Person.

The ghost general fared even worse, being burned into wisps of smoke by the overwhelming power of the Sun Flames.

"Damn, they're so powerful, how are we supposed to fight them?"

Zhang Daoyuan's face was gloomy, and he hesitated in his heart, wondering whether he should use his last trump card.

Call!!

Another burst of golden Sun Flames ignited, the surging fire waves scorching Zhang Daoyuan's skin even from a distance of several dozen feet.

"Fine, if I lose, the Heavenly Dao Contract will have almost no binding force on him, and my fellow disciples will also be doomed! So let's give it our all..."

Zhang Daoyuan's eyes widened, then he formed a sword with his fingers, held it between his brows, and chanted, "The deep fragrance resonates with heaven and earth, the Fragrant Incense burns and penetrates the gates of heaven... Patriarch Shangqing, I, Zhang Daoyuan, with my meager cultivation, beseech my master to possess me..."

"Come!"

Boom!!

A powerful aura descended from the Unseen, directly empowering Zhang Daoyuan.

Buzz!!

Azure ripples spread out in layers, and the majesty of the Golden Core Level permeated the entire Formation Space.

"Ten breaths is enough!"

A tangible Azure Light flashed in Zhang Daoyuan's eyes, and he raised his right hand, taking out a Third Tier Flying Sword.

Clang!!

A cyan Sword Gang aura erupted, like a ferocious Flood Dragon baring its fangs and claws, lunging fiercely at the nearby Xu Yan True Person, with immense momentum and rolling sound waves.

Hold head high!!

The Sword Cry sounded like a dragon's roar. Xu Yan True Person raised his head blankly, his hands clasped together in a Tai Chi shape, and instantly, a small, blazing sun appeared in front of his chest.

Boom!!

With a gentle push, the little sun spun out, and along its path, all the Sun Flames clung to it, increasing the power of the attack.

Thump!!

A thunderclap seemed to rise from the ground, and a violent explosion echoed in the confined space, leaving cracks that were quickly repaired, repeating this cycle endlessly.

Chant!!

The sky was as blue as water, the sword dragon soared in the sky, and the sword light was sharp. It actually broke through the dense Sun Flames and slashed straight at Xu Yan True Person.

Of course, the power of this sword light was also reduced by half.

After all, this is the power of the Golden Core Level. Although it has only just touched the threshold, it is by no means comparable to that of False Core. The fact that it can consume 50% of its power is enough to show the strength of Xu Yan True Person.

Clang!!

The Sword Gang clashed with the Solar True Gang, tearing open a large gash. Countless Sword Qi poured in like the Milky Way from the heavens, engulfing the Xu Yan True Person within.

Ding ding!

After the Solar True Gang, there is also the Sun Crystal Wall, Divine Ability that caused Yang Tianyou a great deal of trouble, and at this moment it is also making Zhang Daoyuan very uncomfortable.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

He shouted in his heart, the sooner he finished off this guy, the less backlash he would suffer. If he could end the battle within five breaths, he would only be seriously injured.

Within eight breaths, life and death are evenly matched.

If he could sustain this for a full ten breaths, his chances of survival would be only 20%, which is not much different from a near-death experience.

Ding... Ding!

The Sword Qi at the Golden Core Level is not easy to withstand. Xu Yan True Person endured it for a full seven breaths before his body was shredded into dust by the Sword Qi, which was like Tornado Storm.

"Eight and a half breaths in total! A 40% chance of surviving..."

With this thought in mind, Zhang Daoyuan kicked his legs and fell straight down.

Outside, before the fiery red Palace, An Ming stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the three vortexes.

At this moment, two of the three fiery red vortexes have dimmed, with only the one on the far left still shining brightly.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on An Ming's face. "We've already won two matches. Even if we attack now, we can break free from the Formation's constraints. But let's wait a little longer. If we win all three, I'll retain more Soul Power, and then..."

His expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were deep and unfathomable, as if he were calculating something.

In the last Formation Space, Xuan Gu lay there covered in wounds. He did not possess Yang Tianyou's overwhelming combat power, which allowed him to defeat Xu Yan True Person head-on.

They also lack Zhang Daoyuan's Spirit Possession Techniques, which allow them to summon their ancestral master to possess them and unleash their Golden Core Combat Strength in a short period of time.

So he was defeated! He was on the verge of death!

"Heh heh, I never thought that the trick I set up twenty years ago would actually come in handy here!" Xuan Gu laughed bitterly, blood streaming down his face.

Inside his heart, a special Forbidden Artifact, no bigger than a thumb and with an incredibly intricate structure, was gleaming with an eerie light.

Thump!!

Xu Yan True Person had no Wisdom, only fighting instinct. He kicked off with both legs, leaving behind afterimages before disappearing from the spot, clearly intending to deliver the final blow to Xuan Gu.

However, it was this very action that made the latter grin and burst into silent laughter.

Let's die together!

Boom!!

The Forbidden Artifact at the center of the heart suddenly expanded, and then, an explosion comparable to the full-force attack of Golden Core expert erupted within the Formation Space.

Buzz!!

Devastating shockwaves, mixed with scorching Sun Flames, raged through the space before finally subsiding after a long time.

At the very center of the explosion, a dark void lingered for a long time.

Around the hollow, there were scattered pieces of charred corpses, left behind by Xuan Gu. As for Xu Yan True Person, he had been blown into countless streams of light.

"The contract is complete..."

A lingering echo spiraled Ascension, representing Xuan Gu's final will. He used his life to fulfill the agreement of the Heavenly Dao Blood Contract, ensuring that An Ming would not harm his fellow disciples.

"Ha ha..."

The moment the last fiery vortex extinguished, a maniacal laugh echoed through the Volcano, a deafening, shrill sound.

"Finally free! Once I'm out, I'm going to devour millions of Human Race! I'm going to... An Ming, what are you going to do?"

"Of course they escaped, you idiot!"

A cold, disdainful voice rang out as a phantom figure in black robes appeared within the fiery red Palace. The figure's face was identical to that of the Xu Yan True Person, but their auras were entirely different.

Wow!!

An Ming raised his hand, and Array Mark flowed, sealing the Demonspawn that wanted to escape with him inside.

"You idiot! Without you holding back Xu Yan, once he regains control of the formation, none of us will escape. Don't worry, once I recover my cultivation and extend my lifespan, I will naturally come back to save you!"

An Ming chuckled sinisterly, but his eyes were filled with deep mockery.

"Roar... You bastard, An Ming..."

A vulgar and offensive curse rang out, and just from the sound, one could tell that the Demonspawn was extremely angry.

"Ha, the lament of a defeated dog!" An Ming sneered, turned his head, and looked at the Formation Space on the far right with a deep greed in his eyes.

My body...

Whoosh!

The figure vanished in a flash, reappearing within the Formation Space.

At this moment, Yang Tianyou was sitting cross-legged, holding a small black dog in his arms, looking at An Ming expressionlessly.

Upon seeing this, the latter was taken aback, not expecting Yang Tianyou to be so calm.

"I'm quite surprised you didn't even struggle!"

"What's the use of struggling? Your soul essence is at the Nascent Spirit Transformation, and you can control the Formation here. No matter how much I struggle, what's the point?" Yang Tianyou sneered.

He then said, "I only wish that after you obtain my body, you will spare my Spirit Beasts."

Stroking Zhiming's smooth fur, Yang Tianyou lowered his eyes.

Zhiming, who was curled up in his arms, felt very strange.

For the first time, I discovered that my owner was a complete liar.

"Alright, since you're so sensible, I'll agree!" An Ming smiled sinisterly, not thinking much of it. After all, it was normal for a Foundation Establishment cultivator to show such "despair" when facing a Nascent Spirit Transformation.

Brush...!

The figure in black robes leaped lightly and burrowed into Yang Tianyou's brow.

After he disappeared, Yang Tianyou looked down and exchanged a glance with Zhiming, then grinned.

"I wondered what you were after, but it turns out it's just possession..."