The heavens fell silent as holy winds howled.
Yao Wangu's body trembled slightly. His face filled with horror, he stared fixedly at Yao Xuan, whose aura had changed drastically. Yet after the initial shock, he quickly suppressed the panic in his eyes. As an old-established Dou Saint, his mind was ultimately steady and vicious.
Yao Wangu still instantly spotted the flaw.
The majestic, boundless aura of a Five-Star Dou Saint before him seemed real and complete, yet it carried an extremely unstable, drifting quality. It was not power cultivated from his own origin!
It was more like a temporary surge from external aid, a soul possessing a body!
"I understand now!"
Yao Wangu suddenly gritted his teeth and shouted. The horror in his eyes faded, replaced by a cold glint of sinister ruthlessness.
"So it is soul possession, borrowing external power!"
"Yao Xuan, you truly have some tricks. You actually hid such a heaven-defying soul technique, temporarily borrowing Saint-tier power to enhance yourself!"
"But I refuse to believe that this borrowed strength can last forever!"
"It is merely a reflection in the mirror, a flower that blooms for but a moment! I would like to see how long this false Saint power, gained by exhausting your soul, can hold out!"
Yao Wangu saw through its essence at a glance. He knew that this kind of possession and borrowed power had to have a time limit. As long as he dragged things out until Yao Li's power dispersed and the remnant soul withdrew, Yao Xuan would still be the Eight-Star Battle Venerable he could manipulate at will.
Faced with Yao Wangu's insight and mockery, golden light glimmered coldly in Yao Xuan's eyes. His expression remained clear and unmoved as an icy sneer rang across the heavens.
"To deal with a despicable,