Watching Feng's unwillingly departing figure, Li Ziran let out a long breath.
That had been far too dangerous.
If he had been even a little off, Feng might have discovered that Woz's shell was giving off unusual soul fluctuations, and he might even have sensed Andre's abnormality.
Just then, he had been as fragile as a caterpillar.
Fortunately, the possession had been timely. He could now barely control Andre's lips well enough to string together a few words and temporarily drive Feng out.
Although Feng was full of questions, he was obedient. Especially when he saw Andre's unpredictable expression, he meekly left this space and headed for the lake district.
Once the room quieted down, Li Ziran dropped onto the floor and leaned against the operating table, panting heavily.
In that instant, he had nearly thrown all his soul into it. If Andre had successfully devoured him in return, he truly might have vanished from this world.
But there was no "if" anymore. He had successfully taken control of this shell. After a brief rest, he could begin formally dissecting it.
His soul power was growing stronger and stronger, and his control became increasingly acute. He could sense Andre's internal organs humming and vibrating—these were extraordinarily powerful organs.
Though he could not sense elemental power, he could feel Light's unique warmth. It was as if dozens of suns had been stuffed into the entire body, making it incomparably scorching.
He raised his head and looked at Ke'er lying on **. Her eyes were open as she quietly smiled at Li Ziran. Yet she seemed somewhat exhausted, her face pale, as though she had just given birth.
Li Ziran smiled back. She had truly helped him enormously just now. He just did not know how deeply her soul had infiltrated, nor