"I won't let go." The puppet smiled slightly, suddenly taking two steps closer to Yang Guan, whispering in his ear, "Brother Yang, I've been ordered to deliver a message to you. They gave you rebirth and granted you the Divine Infant Immortal Body. You should be grateful...
but how dare you rebel and try to reclaim everything from the past?"
Yang Guan's expression changed immediately, and the puppet continued, "All your thoughts do not belong to you, you know?"
Yang Guan clenched his fists, his mouth twitching uncontrollably.
He knew that a prohibition had been planted in his Divine Soul by the Upper Realm, but after his rebirth, he thought he had finally become himself.
Yet he never expected that the prohibition planted would be so powerful... He wasn't himself!
What difference was there between him and the puppet before him?
At this moment, Yang Guan trembled with rage.
