'Oh? His Divine Soul hasn't been extinguished yet? And he wants to try and possess me? Heh...'
Qin Feng's Divine Soul was immensely powerful and his Spiritual Sense incredibly sharp. He noticed something was amiss the instant Zhao Mingcheng's Divine Soul fled his physical body.
He found it even more amusing when, instead of fleeing, Zhao Mingcheng charged menacingly toward him.
Qin Feng was an old hand at possession. For Zhao Mingcheng to try it on him was simply courting death.
Zhao Mingcheng's Divine Soul transformed into a streak of red light and shot into Qin Feng's Spirit Platform.
Inside the Spirit Platform, Zhao Mingcheng's form flickered and transformed into a hundred-zhang-tall Demon God. He gave a savage grin.
"Heheheh, you little ant! You dared to destroy my body, so now you can hand yours over to me!"
