Pfft.
A cloud of white vapor suddenly emerged from the top of the masked man's head, instantly condensing into a white lotus.
"What... what is going on?"
The masked man let out an angry yet bewildered growl. He had no idea what had happened.
His entire body withered in an instant.
And he rapidly began to shrivel!
The masked man fell into the dust. He struggled unwillingly, but still could not get back up.
Sect Master Tongtian came before him and reached out, placing his hand on the man's head.
The Great Art of Soul Shifting was being used to control the masked man's primordial spirit.
"What are you doing?"
The sudden voice made Sect Master Tongtian's heart jolt.
A cold, long sword was pressed against Sect Master Tongtian's neck.
The voice clearly belonged to Sect Master Tongtian's incarnation.
The long sword was none other than the Qingping Sword.
Sect Master Tongtian secretly cursed his luck. He had just dealt with one problem, and another had already arrived.
It truly was as the saying went: before one wave had settled, another had risen.
Sect Master Tongtian sighed.
"King Zhou Mu, what do you think I'm doing?"
He turned to glance at King Zhou Mu and restored his original appearance.
When King Zhou Mu saw a face identical to his own, he was instantly stunned.
"Who... who exactly are you?"
King Zhou Mu glanced at the masked man lying on the ground. The man's mask had vanished, revealing a face almost identical to his own.
King Zhou Mu knew that the one lying on the ground was the true body of Tongtian. Then who exactly was the person speaking now?
"Kill him."
The true body of Tongtian lying on the ground spoke viciously.
"Actually, I am you."
Sect Master Tongtian explained