Self-Destruction

Gu Yang clutched his head in agony, his body instantly curling up like a cooked shrimp as he collapsed onto the ground, utterly devoid of the bearing expected of the Ancestral Hall Second Elder.

Gu Yang forced himself to remain conscious and tried to call for help, but his mind was in complete chaos. It was as though his very perceptions were constantly fighting each other. The consciousness that had originally lurked within Gu Yang's body began to fracture severely.

Was he Gu Yang, or was he a Soul Clan member wearing Gu Yang's skin?

What was his name?

He definitely was not Gu Yang, yet he was Gu Yang. If he was not Gu Yang, then who was he?

But right now, he was Gu Yang. He...

"Aaaahhh!!!"

The entire process lasted roughly a quarter of an hour. Gu Yang, who had been convulsing wildly on the ground, suddenly stopped struggling. Then, an evil aura slowly leaked from his body. His originally upright and peaceful presence turned icy and sinister in an instant!

If the body was the vessel of the soul, the boat that carried it, then the soul was the person rowing that boat. Even if the boat was changed, the person rowing it remained the same. Or rather, even if the boat looked identical, a change in the rower was still a change.

The rower could use all sorts of strange methods to temporarily stabilize the boat and conceal its changes from outsiders, but that could not alter the fact that the person had been replaced.

All Xiao Wujiu had done was expose the true face of that hidden, disguised rower who had been replaced, then make him carry out his orders. After all, Xiao Wujiu was not merely skilled in soul combat. His soul techniques