Qin Yang's heart was full of doubts, along with some worry.
He was certain that person was not some strange creature like the Broken-Tailed Spirit Demon, disguising himself as Zhang Zhengyi.
Zhang Zhengyi's appearance was his original appearance. Even the fact that Zhang Zhengyi's left shoulder sat ever so slightly higher than his right was exactly the same.
Moreover, after his head had been twisted off, he had clearly died but could not be subjected to Corpse Touching, only to revive afterward. That too was Zhang Zhengyi's Undying Divine Phoenix divine ability.
Even judging from experience, there had been no flaw in the timing of each revival after death.
The only flaw had been that look in his eyes. That was why, after twisting off his head the first time, Qin Yang had caught him off guard after his revival and killed him once more. The result had still been the same.
Later, even that gaze mixing shock, rage, and hatred had vanished.
There were also the two letters Zhang Zhengyi had sent before and after. Qin Yang could be certain that this person's consciousness was not Zhang Zhengyi's, but he could not determine whether the body was.
Having seen peculiar methods like the Three Lives Body, as well as other body-possession techniques, Qin Yang had drawn one conclusion: in all such methods, the flesh, the soul, and everything else could be changed. Only the most essential consciousness—that speck of true spirit—was what mattered most.
Who that core consciousness belonged to was the most important thing. Thoughts, emotions, intentions, and countless other things all originated from that core consciousness.
The flesh, the soul, and even memories might not be accurate.
Zhang Zhengyi could use seventy-two different ways to court death, yet never die completely. Still, there were some methods that