When he imagined Sect Master Tongtian and Lin Xuan, master and disciple, coming to blows and ending up grievously wounded, he felt wave after wave of delight.
"Hahaha, making you two turn against each other—this should be quite amusing."
Old Daoist Hongjun's face was full of smiles, and he looked especially pleased with himself.
Then, Old Daoist Hongjun spread both hands. Endless black energy spread from his palms and swept over Sect Master Tongtian's entire body.
The black energy was like a group of ferocious demons, slowly invading Sect Master Tongtian's body. It even began corroding his primordial spirit and consciousness bit by bit, completely occupying his mind and turning him into a thoroughly controlled puppet.
When Sect Master Tongtian felt the terrifying black energy corroding his body, raging flames of fury erupted from his eyes.
"Old Daoist Hongjun, you're vicious and shameless! You deserve to die ten thousand times over!"
Tongtian desperately resisted the black energy's invasion while cursing furiously in his heart.
But even so, he still could not withstand Old Daoist Hongjun's evil methods.
Even after fighting with all his might!
After all, Old Daoist Hongjun was the Dao Ancestor. His mana was terrifyingly powerful, and even the six Saints joining forces could not defeat him.
Tongtian felt his primordial spirit and consciousness gradually scattering. He could sense that his entire body was about to be completely occupied by Old Daoist Hongjun.
At this moment of crisis, Tongtian sealed away a small mass of his remaining consciousness and stored it inside the Heart-Piercing Lock.
Then, he stored another, even more minuscule fragment of consciousness inside a strand of hair.
After doing this, Sect Master Tongtian's body and consciousness were completely devoured by the black energy, turning him into Old Daoist Hongjun's puppet.
"Hmph, trying to play little