Wild Dogs

Yang Fan tapped it gently.

The bronze coffin trembled, and the lid slowly opened.

An extremely dense aura of death emanated from it.

Yang Fan took two steps back, letting the puppet block his way.

He tried to see what was happening inside through the puppet's gaze.

An aura of death permeated the surroundings.

Seeing that the puppet was fine, Yang Fan walked over.

He saw a long-decayed corpse inside the bronze coffin.

The corpse was horribly disfigured, with most of it already rotting.

A golden scepter lay beside the body, looking quite unique.

"Oh, so this is the magical treasure."

This is a top-grade spiritual treasure.

Although it hasn't reached the level of a Heavenly Treasure, it is much more powerful than an ordinary treasure.

"Interesting. No wonder the Ninth Elder is so eager for this."

Yang Fan immediately reached out to grab the scepter.

Just as he reached out, the corpse in front of him suddenly opened its gaping mouth.

A streak of black energy rushed towards Yang Fan at an extremely fast speed.

"not good."

Yang Fan quickly retreated.

In an instant, the black mist had reached Yang Fan.

A series of eerie, grotesque laughs came from inside.

The black aura expanded rapidly.

A divine soul from within the black mist pressed down on Yang Fan's physical body at an extremely fast speed.

"not good."

Yang Fan felt a chill run through his body.

This divine soul was extremely powerful and wanted to completely control his physical body.

Yang Fan understood that this thing wanted to possess his body.

The remnant soul that had been following Yang Fan also flew towards that divine soul very quickly.

The remnant soul actually merged with that divine soul.

The combined divine soul power is even stronger, and it aims to completely possess Yang Fan.

Damn it.

Yang Fan was extremely angry.

If I don't deal with this, my body will be completely controlled.

How could he possibly be willing to let his physical body be taken away by these things?

"Go to hell."

Yang Fan roared and used his divine soul to suppress it, trying to regain his physical body.

Soon, he sensed a scene that filled him with despair.

This divine soul was far too powerful, much stronger than his own late-stage Nascent Soul divine soul.

In an instant, Yang Fan understood that this was definitely the soul left behind by a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Yang Fan gritted his teeth.

"Senior, we have no past grievances or present enemies, so why must you possess my body?"

"Senior needs a physical body. I can try to find you a suitable one."

Shenhun immediately sneered.

"Why would I need another physical body? I've waited all these years just to find a body with a strong spiritual consciousness and pure spiritual roots."

"Your physical body now belongs to me."

"I went through so much trouble, even sending a part of my soul to lie dormant outside, just to trick a suitable body into coming here."

"I finally caught you, where am I supposed to find you again?"

Yang Fan's expression was calm.

"Senior, I only have mixed spiritual roots of the five elements, and they are hidden spiritual roots at that."

"Since you've taken over my body, you can forget about breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage."

"What? You have mixed spiritual roots of all five elements?"

"How is this possible? How could someone with mixed five elements spiritual roots cultivate to the Core Formation stage?"

The soul growled in disbelief.

Yang Fan steadied himself.

"Senior, my spiritual roots are indeed mixed. Please forgive me."

"I am willing to be your henchman and search for your soul."

As Yang Fan spoke, he secretly gathered his strength, hoping to regain control of his body.

After a long while, Shen Hun was already gritting his teeth.

"It's too late. A soul can only possess another body once in its lifetime."

"Your physical body is so powerful, I can't wait that long, nor will I have the chance."

"So what if you have mixed spiritual roots? You can still break through to the Nascent Soul stage with mixed spiritual roots."

"Let me take complete control of your body first."

The divine soul continued to try to control Yang Fan's body.

Yang Fan's soul resisted desperately.

Although his soul was weak, it had reached the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage, almost reaching the Divine Transformation stage.

His spirit was not completely defeated.

"Interesting. You're only at the Core Formation stage, yet you possess such a powerful divine soul. My clone outside really underestimated you."

"However, you can't survive with this trick. Today, I will take over your body."

The divine soul roared and continued to suppress.

As the other party gained deeper and deeper control over his physical body, Yang Fan felt a chill in his heart.

Damn it, is this body destined to belong to someone else? Absolutely not!

Yang Fan hardened his heart, wishing he could destroy his own body.

He had almost no control over his physical body left.

He could feel his soul gradually spiraling out of control.

If this continues, even my soul will be possessed by the other party.

The spirit kept talking.

"Don't put up a futile resistance, quickly hand over your soul."

"Rest assured, I will make this body shine brightly and become the supreme ruler of the world."

Yang Fan did not back down.

"My physical body is none of your concern. Quickly put it down, or we'll all perish together."

Shenhun did not back down, but merely sneered.

"Hey, since you're not happy about this, then go die. All your efforts are in vain."

The divine soul pressed down even faster.

At the critical moment, the divine soul let out a soft exclamation.

"What is this?"

"Why is there another cauldron beneath your golden core?"

Damn it, he found the small cauldron.

Xiao Ding is Yang Fan's biggest trump card. What if this person takes control of it?

Yang Fan cursed under his breath, but couldn't do anything.

His surprise turned into ecstasy.

"It's actually a celestial artifact! Haha, this is truly heaven's help! I never expected to encounter something from the celestial realm. This cauldron is now mine."

His spirit rushed toward the small cauldron with incredible speed, trying to take control of it.

"With a celestial artifact, even if your physical body is damaged, even if you have mixed spiritual roots of the five elements, I can still enhance it to a higher level, and your ascension to the spirit realm will be just around the corner."

Shen Hun became more and more excited as he spoke.

His spirit rushed to the small cauldron, determined to leave his mark on it.

The moment the divine soul touched the small cauldron, the cauldron trembled slightly.

An indescribable pressure emanated from the cauldron.

Yang Fan's body went out of control and he fell directly to the ground.

Yang Fan felt excruciating pain in his soul, as if it were being torn apart.

He endured the pain.

He witnessed a scene that shocked him.

Five-colored light burst forth from the small cauldron, trapping the soul within it.

"No."

The spirit screamed in terror, desperately trying to escape the small cauldron.

The multicolored light actually pulled the soul into the small cauldron.

"Damn it, a celestial artifact! How dare I, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator, covet this cauldron? Please forgive me, I was wrong."

Shen Hun hurriedly begged Yang Fan for mercy.

"My lord, since this cauldron has already recognized you as its master, I will naturally not try to take it."

"I only beg you to spare my life, sir. From now on, I am willing to serve you as your henchman and be at your beck and call."

Yang Fan was immediately dumbfounded.

He finally figured out what was going on.

His soul was completely bound by the small cauldron.

Yang Fan's previously depressed heart was suddenly filled with ecstasy.

"Good, this cauldron is indeed remarkable; it can even suppress such wicked things."

Yang Fan was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

Its soul struggled incessantly, trying to break free from the small cauldron's restraints.

All in vain.

Soon, it was pulled to the edge of the small cauldron.

The spirit clung desperately to the edge of the cauldron, not wanting to be dragged inside.

"My lord, spare my life! Please spare my life!"

Yang Fan shouted sharply.

"Didn't you want to possess my body before? Why aren't you doing it now?"

The spirit hurriedly pleaded.

"My lord, please have mercy and spare my life. I was really wrong; I was just confused for a moment."

The soul's pleas were ineffective.

Soon, it was pulled inside by the small cauldron.

A moment later, the screams inside stopped abruptly.

Yang Fan regained control of his physical body.

He hurriedly took several steps back and fell to the ground with a thud.

That was close.

Even after regaining his physical body, Yang Fan still felt extremely threatened.

He never imagined it would be so dangerous.

After a long while, Yang Fan finally got up from the ground.

He glanced at the corpse in the coffin and was furious.

Yang Fan kicked the corpse's skull hard.

With a crack, the skull was kicked and shattered.

"You bastard, how dare you control my body? You're asking for death!"

Yang Fan already understood that this was definitely the physical body of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

I just don't know why this physical body is so badly damaged.

Nine times out of ten, they have encountered a powerful enemy.

Yang Fan was still furious and destroyed the corpse several more times before he stopped.

Yang Fan withdrew his gaze and summoned the small cauldron.

The small cauldron slowly flew out, and Yang Fan looked inside.

A powerful divine soul was hidden inside the cauldron.

This divine soul is extremely pure.

The consciousness of the divine soul within the cauldron has been completely erased, leaving only the pure origin.

Yang Fan was overjoyed.

He had previously used the Soul Crystal to elevate his divine soul to an extremely high level.

If I could have this divine soul again, I might be able to raise my divine sense to a higher level in one go, or even break through to the Nascent Soul stage.