At that moment, only one thought filled the Zhang Family Grand Elder's mind: run. He had to run.
If this continued, he might fail to kill Chen Changan, and Zhong Ye's body might be destroyed too. That was the last thing he wanted.
He hadn't expected to underestimate Chen Changan's strength. After all, who could have imagined that Chen Changan would be this monstrously powerful?
But Zhong Ye now wanted to take back control of his body.
"I can't run."
"I, Zhong Ye, am not the kind of useless coward who runs from an enemy."
"Even if I die, I'll fight him to the end!" Zhong Ye roared.
"Bullshit!"
"Do you know how hard it was for you to get where you are today? Was it easy for me to raise you to this point?"
"If you die, what happens to me?"
"Don't forget, you owe everything you have today to me. You have to listen to me."
"Stay alive, and you'll still have a chance to fight Chen Changan."
"Once you're dead, you'll have nothing!" the Zhang Family Grand Elder roared.
"But I don't want to run."
"I..."
"What 'I'? You don't get to decide now."
"If you try to snatch control of your body again, don't blame me for dragging you down with me."
Though the Zhang Family Grand Elder's soul was powerful, Zhong Ye was still the true master of this body. If Zhong Ye forcibly took back control, the Zhang Family Grand Elder couldn't beat him—not unless he chose to seize his body.
But in their current situation, if he did that, he would die without a doubt. Body Seizing was already extremely dangerous, and it couldn't be interrupted for even a moment.
And Chen Changan's attacks weren't going to politely wait for him to finish.