Qin Shaofeng looked like a man of fire.
Step by step, he walked up to Dong Yaoguang.
Since Dong Yaoguang was sitting cross-legged, Qin Shaofeng happened to be able to look directly at the old man's phantom.
"Sir, I believe you have already seen your inheritor's character clearly."
"Perhaps, during the inheritance process, you sensed the possibility of Soul Possession and rebirth, and thus conceived the idea of taking revenge personally."
"The reality is exactly as you imagined."
"But now, I'm here."
He did not fully voice the threat.
Yet even from what he had just said, anyone who was not a fool could understand.
He was here.
What would happen now that he was here?
If the old man still intended to possess Dong Yaoguang's soul, what would happen next hardly needed to be said.
A tyrannical aura instantly erupted from Dong Yaoguang's body.
That aura alone made Zuo Long's expression change drastically. He leaped forward and arrived at Qin Shaofeng's side.
But when he tried to help Qin Shaofeng resist it, he was horrified to discover that, with his current strength, he could not do anything at all.
"Qin! Shaofeng! Get lost!"
Dong Yaoguang finally could not hold back any longer and shouted that name.
He uttered it one word at a time, as though the cry itself had made the entire earth tremble.
Just that name alone.
Wang Tianlong's entire body shuddered, his eyes nearly bulging from their sockets.
"Q-Qin Shaofeng!?"
He felt as though he were about to faint.
Just as Dong Yaoguang remembered Qin Shaofeng deeply, how could he not?
Back then, he had lost to a junior whose cultivation was so far beneath his own.
How could he possibly forget that for the rest of his life?
But the problem was, no matter how