"I love you (fuck your mother), I know you're all in there! Don't pretend you haven't noticed!"
In the Sea of Consciousness, the Evil Eye Tyrant Lord's Soul Spirit banged against the walls with resounding crashes, neither for the goddess of his dreams nor for any scheme.
What, he was already dead-couldn't he throw a tantrum (voice cracking)?!
Spiritual Power had nothing to do with Soul Power, and the Evil Eye Tyrant Lord happened to possess the mental attribute. Coupled with his frenzied mood, even the other seven Soul Spirits couldn't hold him back, leaving him to rampage as he tried to seize this Sea of Consciousness!
As expected of a Soul Beast with over eight hundred thousand years of cultivation-even stone-dead, he was still thinking of overturning heaven's order!
Had the seven Soul Spirits not helped expose his disguise, Lin Qian might already have fallen victim to his underhanded attack.
The Evil Emperor was clever. He knew perfectly well that a Soul Master couldn't immediately control their Soul Power after absorbing a Soul Ring, and deliberately launched his uprising when Lin Qian's willpower was weak. Fucking rebel!
Of course, he had no good intentions either. He simply wanted to possess a body.
That was precisely where his cunning lay.
The Evil Emperor was much like the Emerald Swan, Bi Ji. Unless their brains short-circuited or they had a death wish, outsiders couldn't kill them completely.
With such powerful souls, they originally had the chance to separate their souls from their bodies or choose a powerful descendant through whom to be reborn. Yet he had done neither, precisely because he had set his sights on Lin Qian's body.
Separating his soul or resurrecting through a descendant would take far too long to recoup his investment. Better to possess this body