Wang Qi felt countless spiritual resonances crazily pouring in through every one of his senses. The sensation was bizarre, tyrannical, as though a crowd of fanatics were holding worship services inside his brain.
If he had to compare it, it was somewhat like True Flame God's Eternal Stirring, only far cruder in method.
Wang Qi pressed a hand to his forehead. "So you know how to use this sort of trick too..."
"Hahahahaha..." Hualing Patriarch threw back his head and laughed. "If I did not use such underhanded means, how could I ambush a powerhouse like you, Fellow Daoist? Just stay obediently and wait to become a part of me!"
"Heh heh, interesting... But then again, what exactly are you?" Wang Qi felt his body growing increasingly rigid, while the divine power invading him became ever stronger. He asked, "A Beast Group Species? Or a Heavenly Jealousy Race?"
He had already noticed something unusual.
This fellow's brainwashing methods did not align with conventional Divine Dao. Wang Qi could not tell whether they more closely resembled Senior Sister Mi's Calamity God Delusion or True Flame God's Eternal Stirring.
But one thing was certain—his opponent was definitely not an individual species.
He could not sense the intense "self" unique to an individual species.
"A rustic like me does not care for all those fussy conventions." Hualing Patriarch said, "I do not know what I count as either. In any case, along my journey, anything I could swallow went into my belly. Looking at it that way, swallowing some Beast Group Species or Heavenly Jealousy Races is hardly strange."
He pointed at himself, rather proudly. "I am a true god!"
"So that's how it is..." Wang Qi felt his condition worsening further. He asked, "Then there is no way to turn these people