C431 Possession

He really was an old freak!

Feng Zhi secretly cursed in her heart.

Feng Zhi was in no hurry to speak either, as she did not know what the meaning of this person who had yet to appear was.

The man did not care about Feng Zhi's silence, it was unknown how long it had been since he last spoke, but once he did, he could not help but blurt out, "Little girl, with such talent, it would not be embarrassing for this old man …"

Insult?

Feng Zhi did not understand.

What did her aptitude have to do with this strange, high-leveled figure that appeared out of nowhere?

In other words, how was she? What did it have to do with him?

However, after realising that she was in a weaker position, Feng Zhi pursed her lips and swallowed her words.

Thinking back to the past seventeen years that she had spent in the Profound Martial Continent, these seventeen years, she had never felt this stifled before. Even during those days when she was treated as trash, she had never felt stifled.

But now, even though he hated them so much that his teeth itched, he could only swallow his anger due to his weak strength.

Feng Zhi held back her fear in her heart.

Seemingly being able to see what Feng Zhi was thinking, the person paused for a moment and then said with a faint smile: "Little girl, you don't need to feel aggrieved, even though your aptitude is good, this old man was also a person who suppressed everyone in the cultivation world back then. With this old man's strength, lowering your head in front of this old man would not be a loss …"

Feng Zhi did not say a word.

No matter what this person said, it couldn't change her current situation of being weaker than others. She even had to think twice about what to say.

Thus, no matter where it was, the most important thing was for one's fist to be tough enough.

Thinking about it, Feng Zhi clenched her fists.

Moreover, Feng Zhi was still wary of this old man who still had yet to show herself.

The way this person had appeared from the very beginning was somewhat strange, let alone the fact that he had used his own pressure to attempt to suppress Feng Zhi. Towards this kind of person, even if he said anything, Feng Zhi would only believe him at most.

The old man also took Feng Zhi's silence to heart, and continued: "This old man has not seen any of the younger generation from the cultivation world in all these years. Back then, I had unintentionally come here, and originally thought that it would be a land of joy for the cultivation world.

The old man started to talk about his experiences when he first arrived at Profound Martial Continent.

Because he had the same experience as the old man, as Feng Zhi listened, his initial vigilance was gradually reduced.

Humans would always subconsciously trust people they had something in common with, and Feng Zhi was no exception.

Furthermore …

She kept having the feeling that although the voice of the old man was slightly hoarse, the vicissitudes of life in his voice seemed to be able to lead people to experience the countless years of time together with his voice.

Make People...

When he heard the sound, he felt comfortable and relaxed.

With such ease and comfort, who wouldn't like it?

"..." "Little girl, you have the same experience as this old man. You should understand how this old man felt back then …"

Feng Zhi nodded, and a definite answer came out of her mouth before her consciousness did.

"Yes."

As soon as she said it, Feng Zhi felt that something wasn't right.

She wasn't a person who would easily put down precautions against others, let alone someone she hadn't even officially met before. She was also someone who used a gap of power to suppress her.

"Then, the words that I unwittingly blurted out earlier …"

Without waiting for Feng Zhi to understand, a change suddenly occurred.

At the moment, she wasn't too far away from the obsidian boulder that was the center of the small world, only about ten steps away. Previously, when she felt something wasn't right, she had wanted to stay away from the obsidian stone, but the elder's pressure prevented her from doing so.

Just as Feng Zhi started to ponder about whether she was normal or not, she saw that the milky-white Soul Securing Stone with a faint black aura suddenly seemed to be picked up by an invisible hand. It first floated in the air, then shot towards the center of Feng Zhi's brows at a speed that no one could even react to.

In a split-second, a thought flashed through Feng Zhi's mind, and all of the matters that she couldn't figure out just now were cleared up.

The owner of the independent small world, the small world with no aura, the Soul Securing Stone with the ability to form souls, the old man's voice that he suddenly heard, and the old man's words, "It's not shameful …"

Looking on helplessly as the Soul Concentrating Stone, which had turned into a ball of milky light, flew over, Feng Zhi only had one last word in her heart.

Possession!

Possession was not a rare occurrence in the cultivation world.

In the cultivation world, only the strong were respected, and there was no lack of intense battles between cultivator s like killing people for treasures and fighting over cultivation resources. Even if cultivator reached a certain level of strength and obtained a long lifespan, it still required cultivator to survive.

If he was killed in the middle of his life, then wouldn't that be a waste of his long life?

Those cultivator who lost their lives in battle, if their strength was above the Nascent Soul stage, and was still able to survive as a Nascent Soul stage practitioner after the death of their body, if during this period of time, the cultivator could find a body that was extremely suitable for him and forcefully wipe off the consciousness of their body's original owner, replacing them, they would naturally be able to live a different life.

This is called possession.

However, this great deity had used an extremely special method to preserve his own small world, allowing the last bit of his soul to enter into the small world. He had also used the Soul-Fixing Stone to warm his soul, and then quietly waited for someone who could enter this small world one day and successfully seize his body.

Feng Zhi, without a doubt, just happened to fall into the hands of the old man.

From the old man's earlier sighs, it was not difficult to deduce that the old man was already disappointed who knows how many times. Finally, Feng Zhi arrived.

Although it was a long story, Feng Zhi understanding all of this actually happened in a short moment.

Sensing the faint coolness of the Soul Concentrating Stone between her eyebrows, her entire body suddenly released a leaping flame. Even every strand of her hair seemed to be engulfed in flames.

But even so, Feng Zhi was still unable to stop the old man's soul from entering her own sea of consciousness.

Realizing this, her eyes lit up, and she gritted her teeth in anger as she squeezed out a few words.

"Old fool, how dare you!"