No Spiritual Roots? Then My Fists Shall Shatter the Heavens!
Chapter 113

Possession

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Greedy fervor flashed through the eyes of the old man's phantom.

At a glance, he could tell that the Qi and Blood in Su Yueli's body was strong beyond imagination. This was the perfect vessel, a gift from heaven!

Once he possessed that body, he could not only return from the dead but might even forge an entirely new immortal path to Fleshly Sainthood!

Whoosh!

The old man's phantom surged toward Su Yueli's face with mountain-toppling immortal might. He moved so fast he left no trace, almost as if he had teleported.

He was utterly confident. Even a single remnant of a Peak Twelfth Realm Divine Soul was far beyond the power of a mere mortal martial artist to resist.

Once he entered her Sea of Consciousness, he was certain he could erase her soul within three breaths and take complete control of her body.

Faced with that devastating strike, Su Yueli neither dodged nor flinched. She did not even blink.

White light flashed, and the old man's phantom rushed into Su Yueli's body without the slightest resistance.

"Hahahaha! It worked!"

The mighty cultivator's remnant soul could barely keep from throwing back his head and laughing the instant he entered Su Yueli's body.

But before his laughter could ring out, it caught in his throat.

He was caught flat-footed on the spot.

"Wh-what kind of hell is this?!"

The remnant soul was stunned. Despair swallowed him whole.

By the common knowledge of the cultivation world, a cultivator should have a vast, empty Purple Abode Sea within their body.

But when he looked around, there was no Sea of Consciousness here, nor any trace of Divine Soul energy.

What stretched before him was an endless golden ocean of Qi and Blood!

Rumble—

In the void, enormous golden Martial Blood Furnaces churned

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