Transmigrator's Possession?

The floodgates of memory burst open.

This location, this age, this attire—it was exactly the moment after he had left the White Tiger Duke Mansion of the Star Luo Empire in his past life, entering the Star Dou Great Forest alone to hunt a soul beast for his first soul ring, and where he... encountered the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, the moment his destiny was irrevocably altered!

Just as his mind surged and the memories of his past and present lives crashed against his consciousness like a tidal wave—

A sudden anomaly occurred!

A faint white light flashed from the void before him without any warning!

The radiance was not blinding, yet it carried a bizarre, piercing quality, as if it could ignore all physical obstructions and strike directly at the origin of his soul.

Huo Yuhao did not even have time to react before the white light, like an arrow released from a bow, plunged into the center of his brow at a speed that transcended thought!

"What?!"

Alarm bells rang in Huo Yuhao's heart, and he instinctively moved to mobilize his remaining spiritual power for defense.

But the next moment, he forcibly suppressed the urge to counterattack—not because he could not resist, but because he dared not.

The environment he currently occupied was fraught with danger; any violent fluctuation of soul power or spiritual energy could invite unnecessary trouble.

More importantly, he needed to know what this white light was and whose handiwork it was.

Was it a scheme of Tang San? Or some other unknown variable?

He quickly sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and sank his consciousness into his body.

Within his sea of consciousness.

This was no longer the vast, star-studded, magnificent world of his past life, but a pale blue "pool" only a hundred feet in radius, so calm it was nearly deathly silent.

The water surface rippled slightly, reflecting the pitifully fragile state of his current spiritual power.

Huo Yuhao's spiritual projection solidified in the center of the pool, appearing as the same youth he was in the physical world, though the chill in his eyes was even more bone-piercing than outside.

He "saw" the intruder the moment he entered.

A soul entity wrapped in a faint blue glow was struggling to stabilize itself at the edge of the pool.

The soul entity took the form of a man in his twenties with ordinary features, yet his expression held an arrogance and greed that did not match his strength. His eyes darted around, as if surveying his new territory.

The white light surrounding him was mottled and unstable, clearly relying on some external object to maintain his soul's cohesion and intrude here.

"Who are you?" Huo Yuhao's voice echoed coldly in the silent spiritual space, every syllable carrying biting killing intent and undisguised vigilance. "Why have you trespassed into my body? What is your intent?"

The foreign soul entity—Wang Teng—finally steadied himself. Hearing the voice, he turned his head and looked up and down at Huo Yuhao's spiritual projection, which was far more solid than an ordinary person's and even faintly exuded an aura of immortality. A flash of surprise and confusion crossed his eyes.

But soon, the surprise was replaced by an even more intense greed.

He could sense that while the "total volume" of the body owner's spiritual power was weak, the "quality" was terrifyingly high, and the essence of the soul was incredibly pure—it was simply the perfect vessel for possession!

Wang Teng grinned, trying to strike a pose of superiority and total control, his voice carrying a deliberately feigned majesty: "Who am I? Telling you won't hurt. My name is Wang Teng! As for my intent... I am here to replace you, you dog of the Tang family!"

"Dog of the Tang family?"

Huo Yuhao frowned slightly, thoughts racing through his mind.

When had he ever become a dog of the Tang family?

"You don't need to know that!" Seeing Huo Yuhao's "stunned" expression, Wang Teng assumed the other party was frightened out of his wits, his pride swelling even further. He waved his hand impatiently. "You only need to know that you are about to die! I will devour your soul, take your identity, and become the new Child of Destiny in this world!

As for that miserable future of yours, I shall change it for you!

Hehe, rest assured, I will also 'take good care' of those beauties of yours..."

At the end of his sentence, a lecherous and greedy smile appeared on his face.

Before the words had even faded, Wang Teng raised his hand in a gesture and barked, "Dual-World Gate, suppress!"

Hum—

A primitive, illusory grey-white gate appeared out of thin air above Huo Yuhao's spiritual projection!

The gate was barely a zhang high, simple in design, with its doors tightly shut and carved with vague, twisted patterns that seemed to contain the mysteries of time and space.

The moment the gate appeared, a strange power permeated the area, carrying the sluggishness of frozen time and the heaviness of spatial lockdown, descending upon Huo Yuhao's spiritual projection like invisible shackles!

Huo Yuhao immediately felt his movements become sluggish, and the connection between his spiritual projection and this sea of consciousness was disrupted.

If he were truly the eleven-year-old Huo Yuhao with weak spiritual power, he would likely have been helpless against this soul-targeting imprisonment, forced to watch as he was devoured.

Seeing this, Wang Teng's face was practically overflowing with triumph. While carefully maintaining the gate's power output, he floated slowly toward the "frozen" Huo Yuhao, boasting incessantly: "Don't waste your energy struggling! This is my golden finger—the Dual-World Gate! It contains the supreme power of time and space!

With your pathetic spiritual power, you can't even move a muscle! Be a good boy and become the stepping stone for my ascent to the peak! Hahaha..."

However, he did not notice the trace of cold, extreme mockery deep in the eyes of Huo Yuhao, who was shrouded by the gate's power.

Huo Yuhao's thoughts raced as he instantly perceived the true nature of this so-called "Dual-World Gate."

The time-space power emitted by this gate did have some merit, but it was extremely weak and crude. More importantly, its power intensity seemed to be directly linked to the user's spiritual power!

Wang Teng's soul strength, by a rough estimate, was only slightly stronger than an ordinary Soul Grand Master, perhaps not even reaching the level of a Soul Elder.

A gate driven by such a level of spiritual power could release an imprisonment force that was utterly fragile against a truly powerful soul.

And he, Huo Yuhao, although his total spiritual power had plummeted, possessed a soul essence that had been tempered to the god-level!

He was a divine soul that had mastered the power of destiny and glimpsed the origin of the laws!

Even broken, even weak, its status was far beyond what this crude power of space-time could truly imprison.

More importantly, the moment Wang Teng summoned this Dual-World Gate and its power rippled through the origin of his soul, Huo Yuhao clearly felt something deep within his soul tremble slightly.

A familiar and warm power, like the first breath of a slumbering dragon waking up, quietly permeated the space.

"Is that so? You think you can replace me with just that?"

Huo Yuhao's icy voice suddenly rang out, calm and devoid of the slightest ripple.

Under Wang Teng's astonished gaze, the young man's spiritual form, which should have been firmly pinned down, slowly but steadily... raised his right hand!

The movement was fluid and natural, as if the so-called space-time imprisonment simply did not exist!

"What?! Impossible!"

The smugness on Wang Teng's face froze instantly, replaced by a look of incredulous terror.

He frantically channeled his soul power, attempting to strengthen the suppression of the Dual-World Gate; the gray-white portal flickered rapidly, yet it could not slow Huo Yuhao's movement by even a fraction.

Huo Yuhao did not even look at the portal; he simply raised his head, his gaze piercing through the illusory shadow of the gate to look toward the "sky" of his spiritual sea, as if summoning something.