It was terrifying.
Even now, recalling it left Di Jun drenched in cold sweat.
Although Zhen Yuanzi certainly could not match him in combat, he was still the Ancestor of Earth Immortals, a bona fide Peak Quasi-Saint. He had existed since before the dragon-phoenix calamity and had survived from that calamity to the present day, safe and sound, through his own abilities.
Yet a Peak Quasi-Saint of such formidable strength had had his soul replaced so easily, dying without even knowing it.
The thought of the same thing happening to him filled Di Jun's heart with terror.
Death was not frightening. What frightened him most was a situation like this, where you did not even know how you had died.
And in the current Primordial World, Di Jun believed Saint Tongtian was the only person who could resolve this matter.
Hadn't even Dao Ancestor Hongjun failed to notice anything amiss to this very moment?
With a helpless sigh, Di Jun stopped dwelling on the matter and swiftly arrived at the Little Daoist Temple at the foot of Mount Fangcun.
"Sage, I've brought Zhen Yuanzi."
"Your suspicions were correct. That so-called transmigrator was simply a fool."
"You had already warned him, Sage, but that so-called transmigrator paid no heed at all. He bound himself to that so-called system outright, then instantly vanished from the Primordial Lands. When he reappeared, I could already tell that Zhen Yuanzi's soul was no longer the one I had seen before."
"I suspect the person before us is the mastermind controlling all of this."
"I've sealed him inside the Eastern Emperor Bell. Would you like to take a look now, Sage?"
Di Jun maintained a respectful demeanor. Only after briefly recounting everything he had encountered did he voice his question.
After hearing him out, Tongtian could