"Roar!"
When that inhuman roar rang out, Mo Mo seemed to change from the inside out.
Her aura was no longer tranquil; it carried several shades more of chilling eeriness.
Her long dress still fluttered, but after she raised her head, the expressions in her brows and eyes, the subtle details of her movements, no longer possessed any gentleness.
At first, her movements were somewhat disjointed, as though her soul and body were utterly incompatible.
Yet her adaptability was extremely strong. In but an instant, her expressions and mannerisms blended perfectly with her body.
At this moment, "she" had in fact completely transformed into a Ghost Beast, becoming "he."
"Possession..."
Without a doubt, in this state, Feng Yujin needed only a thought to complete the deepest level of possession. Other than the side effect of gender, there were practically no drawbacks.
He had certainly taken control of Mo Mo's body before, but that had merely been a forced exchange between primary and secondary consciousnesses.
This time was entirely different. It was a thorough, complete "replacement"! At least, when Jinren looked again with the power of "Perception," apart from the familiar body of Mo Mo standing before him, he could no longer sense even a trace of that tranquil girl's aura.
For some reason, Jinren's heart trembled slightly, filled with mixed emotions.
He wondered whether Mo Mo and Feng Yujin truly trusted each other to such an extent that she had voluntarily yielded this far, placing her life and death in another's hands. Yet once he thought of this, the fleeting glimpse before Mo Mo embraced and kissed the darkness—separated by the two worlds of nothingness and existence—floated before his eyes.
Lonely as mandarin ducks, resolute as iron.
Had he misread such emotions, or was it something else?
"Feng Yujin!" Jinren