Su Ping had prepared long ago, but at this moment, he still felt an indescribably terrifying will interfering with his control.
The soul will he had condensed through the Heavenly Tomb Mark passed through Qianyi's Soul Contract and entered this enormous body through the Death Sword, yet it seemed exceedingly feeble before this presence.
This was terror condensed from sheer energy.
It was the first time Su Ping had ever felt such terror.
However, Su Ping soon breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Just as he had surmised, this will contained no actual soul or self-awareness!
All it possessed was pure instinct.
It was like a human in a vegetative state: even while lying in bed, unable to do anything else or even awaken, the body's functions continued to operate.
This was bodily instinct. It was just that, for a Myth Tier existence like the Death God, such instincts were undoubtedly somewhat more extensive.
For instance, at this very moment.
A terrifying roar rang out.
Within this oppressive, strange Heavenly Tomb space, blood seeped from the mouth and nose of Su Ping's physical self.
And this was with Feifei blocking and shielding him at the first opportunity.
Yes, it was resisting, resisting Su Ping's attempt to control its body through the Death Sword.
It absolutely would not allow such a thing to happen.
Its body could sense that, although Su Ping's soul imprint and will were exceedingly familiar and also carried the mark of the Heavenly Tomb, they were still not the soul will it wanted.
They were still not its true "self"!
Under these circumstances, this instinctive rejection naturally took effect.
But Su Ping knew that this thing's potential was simply too great, and the energy it contained too powerful. In a sense, possessing this physical body and controlling