
The person who formed the aura was a little annoyed. He could not accept this more.
There were seven people, yet none of them were willing to acknowledge him as master. Did they all think that they were Genesis Tier Saints?
"Since none of you would be willing to acknowledge me as master, this secret technique of the palace will have nothing to do with you seven," he said emotionlessly. He paused for a moment, and then stared at the seven levels of kings. A satisfied expression appeared on his face when he saw the corner of their eyes twitch.
He did not believe that these youths could maintain their composure and resist the temptation of secret techniques.
"However, this secret technique is useless to me, so it doesn't mean that I can't give it to you seven," the person who formed the aura continued. He stopped and looked at them again. He always stops at critical points.
Ling Han was the first to react, saying, "It looks like Senior has some conditions."
The person who formed the aura smiled, and said, “That's not a condition per se. I had long since died, and what was left of me now was just a lump of my determination. Therefore, I cannot gather that secret technique even if I want to. So, I need one of you to act as the host for my determination. That way, I will be able to pick up that secret technique.
"If anyone wants that secret technique, let me borrow their bodies for a moment. Otherwise, there is absolutely nothing I can do! "
Serious expressions appeared on the faces of Ling Han and the others when they heard this.
Is he trying to have it?
He made it sound interesting, saying that he was just borrowing someone's body to retrieve the ball of light. However, what if he did not leave their bodies? In addition, he claimed that he was dead, and said that only a wisp of his determination remained. But who can guarantee that this is true?
What if this is a broken soul? If that was the case, letting it into their bodies would be suicidal.
"Who wants this secret technique?" the person who formed the aura asked. His voice was flirting with temptation.
Ling Han and the others remained silent, and they all entered a defensive position. Even though this aura-shaped person wore a mask of modesty, who knew if he would get angry after being rejected?
"Nothing?" the person who formed the aura asked. He sighed when he saw that no one would answer him. “At first I wanted to use a simpler method. From the looks of it, I can only use more difficult methods now! ”
He swept his gaze over them, then pointed to Ling Han, and said, “Your body is the most suitable for me. I've never seen a body this strong before. In fact, no one in history has been able to reach such a level at the Mountain River Level! However, your heavenly feelings are also very difficult. I'm not sure I can remove it. ”
“Thank you for your praise, Senior. However, it seems you are a little petty. This world is amazing, so who knows if there are any other incredible wonders? ” Ling Han said calmly.
The person who formed this aura had tried to use words before being forced to. He had used a secret technique to persuade them, and had only turned to force after realizing that no one would bite his bait.
Therefore, Ling Han also did not need to be polite. After all, the person who formed the aura had tried to persuade them with words first, so what did that mean?
This hinted at the fact that he no longer possessed the power of the Eternal River Tier. Otherwise, why would he need to tempt Tier Mountain River cultivators?
The person who formed the aura did not become angry. He simply shook his head, and said, “I have traveled the world for countless years, so what kind of miracle have I not seen yet? Hehe!" He turned his attention to Shen Zhuer, and said, “I can feel a strong bloodline in the body of this young lady. Shame, what a pity! His heavenly feelings are protected by secret techniques, and I am not strong enough to challenge him at this moment. "
He passed through the seven levels of kings, listing all of their powers. Ling Han and the others were all dumbfounded. His eyesight was incredible, and he was very precise with everything he said.
In the end, an aura-shaped person pointed towards Wu Zhe, and said, “You are the weakest of the seven. Relatively speaking, you are also the least talented. You are not the best host for my soul, but you are definitely the easiest to have. So, I won't be too chatty. "
As he spoke, he formed a light that shot towards Wu Zhe's body.
Wu Zhe was naturally prepared, and he hurriedly crossed his arms, increasing his strength to the extreme. Nearly 90 heavenly patterns appeared all over his body. Since he did not know what people formed this aura, he took a more conservative approach just in case. Right now, the most important thing was to protect himself.
However, they were completely useless against a person formed with a strange aura. The line of light pierced through Wu Zhe's defense and shot into his mouth.
"Nr …!" Wu Zhe immediately whimpered in pain. His arms and legs were wide open, and his head was forcefully thrown backwards. A black aura surged into his mouth, forming misty clouds around his head. It seems very strange.
"Oh!" Ling Han and the others would naturally not stand and watch. They all took out their God Tools and slashed at the black aura.
"Sir! You want to hurt me with so little power? You are a few times too young! " The uncontrollable laughter from the black aura cut straight into their minds. It is the transmission of sound through the heavenly senses.
Regardless of how the six tiers of kings attacked the black aura, it only changed in shape and size. They were completely unable to injure this mysterious creature. Meanwhile, a black aura continued to surge into Wu Zhe's body, causing his stomach to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Before long, Wu Zhe's stomach had already expanded to the size of a frying pan. It was as if he had become fat. There was a sad expression on his face, and the veins on his face were all popping out. His eyes also looked like they were going out of his head.
The shape of his face also kept shifting. She was herself at times, though her face would be someone else's at other times. That's very scary.
Xiu!
The last wisp of black aura crept into Wu Zhe's mouth at this moment, and his stomach suddenly shrank back to its original size. It was as if they had seen something back then.
There was a puzzled look on Wu Zhe's face as he looked at Ling Han and the others, and he was just about to raise his arm and say something. However, he suddenly grabbed his head and started moaning in pain.
A fierce aura exploded from his body. It was terrifying, sinister, and filled with an aura of death.
It felt like a Yellow Spring in the sky outside!
"Damn! He'll be possessed! ”
"Once that person succeeds, his strength might increase by an explosive amount!"
Ling Han and the others all shouted in fear.
Treasure is actually very rare — usually, what elites will leave their own bodies to take over the bodies of others?
Possession meant that one had to abandon their own cultivation. Moreover, when the Laws of heaven and earth determined a person's age, they would do so based on that person's heavenly feelings. Thus, an old and near-death cultivator would not obtain the lifespan of a younger cultivator even if they had their body.
However, if this mysterious being managed to possess Wu Zhe's body, there was a high chance that he would gain the elite strength of an Eternal River Tier. Thus, his battle prowess would see a terrifying increase.
"Kill him!" Wu Wentong said firmly.
With Wu Zhe's strength, there was no way he could withstand the possession of the mysterious creature. Therefore, it was impossible for them to pull the heavenly senses out of his body. Thus, their only option was to kill Wu Zhe before his ownership of the body was complete.
"Kill him!" Shen Zhuer said with a nod.
The disciples of the Heaven Sect were not allowed to kill each other. However, it depends on the situation. Right now, Wu Zhe was already not Wu Zhe. Instead, he was in the process of becoming a terrifying demon.
They have to kill him in the cradle!
Six levels of kings charged towards Wu Zhe simultaneously.