The night was deep, and the stars twinkled.
Chu Lingguang stood guard with Wu Zitao and Lin Zechang outside a hidden cave estate. His gaze was resolute, his expression grave.
Inside the cave, his brother, Yan Zhen, was in the midst of a battle for possession—a fight for his very rebirth.
Yan Zhen's soul drifted in the void, searching for the right moment.
The young man's body sat silently on a stone platform. Devoid of a soul, it was nothing more than an empty vessel.
Yan Zhen took a deep breath and slowly approached the body, preparing to seize it.
However, just as his soul was about to enter the body, the youth's latent consciousness suddenly awoke. It manifested as a hazy silhouette of light, trying to block Yan Zhen's possession and even devour his Soul Power.
Yan Zhen's brow furrowed. He knew this was the most difficult part of the possession process.
Though the youth's latent consciousness was faint, it tenaciously resisted the foreign soul's invasion.
