"Don't! Don't!!"
Claire's miserable cries did not stop the girls' violence. Instead, they grew even more excited, rushing forward together and tearing her school uniform apart, exposing the underwear beneath.
In a pond behind the warehouse, a transparent ripple flickered faintly. At the bottom of the pond, a human figure took shape—it was Yang Feng.
"This corpse's soul fluctuations are the most compatible with mine. If I disguise myself as him, even a Saint Spirit Warlock won't be able to see through my origins without using secret techniques."
At the bottom of the pond, Yang Feng looked at the corpse of a delicate-looking boy dressed in Purple Lily High School's uniform. A strange gleam flashed through his eyes as he pointed, and a curse mark instantly sank into the boy's corpse.
A thread of blood essence and a wisp of soul that had yet to disperse turned into a curse mark and flew into Yang Feng's hand. His body blurred slightly, transforming into an existence identical to the corpse, while also emanating a soul aura different from Yang Feng's true body.
A transformation technique using the blood essence and soul of a native compatible with one's own soul could blend into a Different Plane with extraordinary ease and conceal one's identity. This made it easier to deceive the Plane Origin Will of that plane.
The most perfect way to deceive the power of a Plane Origin Will was to split off a portion of one's soul and have that portion directly reincarnate into a living being of that plane. In that way, even a Warlock Emperor-level powerhouse would absolutely be unable to see through their origins without using special spells or secret treasures.
The moment Yang Feng entered this plane, he had been suppressed by it. Before he finished analyzing