Junior Sister

Possession isn't as mysterious as people make it out to be. It's simply a soul clashing with another. Whoever wakes up first wins. Success or failure is fifty-fifty.

Of course, some people like to play dirty, resorting to mystical arts and sacrificial rituals. For example, playing background music during a 'soldier's release' – songs, dances, a whole performance like a festival. They use familiar melodies or suggestive methods to specifically awaken certain personalities. This is the most common tactic of the God Sect and its Saintess.

Then there are those with more ruthless and direct methods, like the Xuan Sect. They ambush the host's soul while the container sleeps in a dream, or exploit mental breakdowns under the stress of illusions. Alternatively, they're blunt: break limbs, peel off skin bit by bit, and stimulate the soul to collapse through pain to easily seize the Dao Body.

That's why Zheng Zetian didn't want the Xuan Sect to torment him into a mental breakdown and leave him physically ruined. Fortunately, destiny was on his side. Plus, the opponent couldn't withstand the true scripture stabbed into its oral cavity and esophagus. Once it reached the duodenum, its spirit basically collapsed, its soul scattered.

But there was no time to digest the Nascent Soul fragments of Xieluo Mountain's Real Person and check the Company's intel. Zheng Zetian let out a burp, ignoring the blue flames sputtering from his nose and mouth that nearly singed his eyebrows. Gritting his teeth, he scrambled up and hopped away from the formation on one foot.

"Ahhhh--!"

Yes, the discarded husk was turning into a demonic fetus! The human body, freed from its restraints on the altar, was swelling like a giant, frothing figure, a mountain of flesh surging outwards!

It was barely recognizable as human anymore. Under the