CHAPTER 368: CHAPTER 215 GUBA: IN MY LIFE, I HATE THOSE WHO DECEIVE THE DEVIL THE MOST! (8600 WORDS)_2

This secret technique, branded within the bloodline of True Demons and passed down through generations, was equivalent to an inherited treasured art.

It was of an extremely high rank.

Vastly superior to possession, it had virtually no side effects...

Moreover, this technique was cunning; ordinary arts simply could not prevent or resist it.

In the past, many peerless geniuses who were afflicted by it had exhausted all methods, ultimately having to take their own lives to prevent the Demon Race from controlling their bodies and harming their own kind.

"Hahaha... The heavens haven’t forsaken the demons! To think that I would encounter such an exceptional body!" Guba laughed wildly, overjoyed.

He had been at his wit’s end, hoping only to hide within the body of a Human Race genius to save his own life, forcing the Saints to hesitate for fear of harming the innocent.

He never expected such a pleasant surprise.

He was extremely satisfied with Wang Xiu.

This was an absolutely rare gem among the Human Race, a talent not seen in thousands of years.

Whether it was his physical body, Divine Soul, or even his Mana and Divine Skills... he was nearly perfect, with no weaknesses.

If such a prodigy were allowed to grow, he would definitely become a severe headache for our Demon Race. But now... this body is mine!

Moreover, he was certain that the Human Race Saints present would not have the heart to let Wang Xiu perish along with him.

For the Human Race to lose such a remarkable talent—it would be a tremendous loss indeed! Who knew how many years they would mourn?

As long as they hesitated, Guba was confident he could control the situation!

「...」

Indeed, the Saints looked at Wang Xiu with troubled expressions. They had seen his performance and knew his future was destined to be dazzling. He was the hope of the Human Race.

But... now that Guba possessed him, if they didn’t kill him, he would become an even greater threat once Guba completely took control of his body.

"What should we do?" a Saint asked, frowning deeply.

"At this point, there’s only one thing to do!" another Saint said, implying something that everyone understood.

"I’d like to see who dares touch him! Whoever does, I’ll kill them!" Zhang Yunting raged, shielding Wang Xiu behind him. His hair billowed as holy light covered his body, ready to strike at any moment.

"Count me in!" Yun Wuxin’s temper was just as explosive. His body crackled with thunder that struck the ground, transforming into a sea of lightning.

"You maniacs, calm down!"

"I can’t calm down!" Zhang Yunting stood firm, blocking the other Saints. "Give me time! I will resolve the Ghost God Sha!"

DING!

[Detected someone bluffing nearby. Congratulations, Host, for gaining Mana +1,555!]

"And how will you resolve it?" a Saint challenged. "The Ghost God Sha has been unsolvable since ancient times. During the great war, how many from the Sanqing Immortal Sect were afflicted by it? No one has ever resolved it!"

Zhang Yunting was clearly trying to buy time.

But the situation was urgent. If Guba had possessed someone else, it would have been a simpler matter.

But of all people, it was Wang Xiu!

Although he was only in the Nascent Soul Realm, his methods were far from ordinary. Take his secret technique that could even block the perception of the Link Falling Saint Formation—once Guba controlled that, the consequences would be unimaginable.

To put it bluntly, if Guba took control of Wang Xiu’s body and found an opportunity to escape into the Holy Realm, they wouldn’t even be able to find him. Then, by taking advantage of the Holy Realm’s opening, he could leave amidst the chaos. Wouldn’t that be like releasing a tiger back into the mountains?

The more astonishing Wang Xiu’s potential, the greater the threat Guba would pose in the future.

"My lords!" Just then, Wang Xiu suddenly spoke, appearing very calm.

The Saints turned their gaze to him.

Wang Xiu began with a faint smile, "The situation may not be as bad as you imagine!"

"Hmm?"

"Although I can’t expel this vermin from my body for now... he shouldn’t be able to do anything to me, either!"

「...」

「A moment earlier, inside Wang Xiu’s body.」

Guba cautiously observed his surroundings.

Just now, he had sensed a wisp of an aura that made him tremble to his very soul, as if it could erase him in an instant. This filled him with terror, and he shivered uncontrollably.

But the feeling vanished in an instant, not reappearing, as though it were just an illusion.

It must be an illusion. I’ve had too many shocks today... he consoled himself. Once the Ghost God Sha hits, it’s nearly impossible to resolve. How could a mere Nascent Soul brat from the Human Race, no matter how talented, possibly overcome it? Impossible!

Thus, he made his way up from the Spirit Sea, passing through the eight extraordinary meridians and the internal organs as he scrutinized Wang Xiu’s physical form.

The more he observed, the more delighted he became.

What kind of divine body is this?!

His blood surged like the Milky Way. His heart beat like thunder, a deafening sound like heavenly drums rolling across the sky.

Every piece of flesh radiated a golden light. Runes were scattered everywhere, shrouded in a misty aura and steaming with auspicious qi. It looked just like the fabled palaces of the Immortal Realm.

The strength of this body was far greater than even that of the Demon Race’s Ox Demons, who were renowned for their physiques! It was estimated that only a few pure-blooded True Demons could compare.

And his Mana was refined to the pinnacle. Each drop could be used as spiritual liquid. The quality was extremely high, clearly the result of cultivating some supreme art.

Controlling such a powerful body... might take quite some time! Guba mused. But as long as I succeed in the end, it will all be worth it.

Finally, he reached the Spiritual Platform.

Here, mist churned and Chaotic Qi filled the air. A boundless ocean emitting a twelve-colored divine light stretched out before him, with no end in sight.

The Spiritual Platform is the foundation of a Cultivator, governing their essence, qi, and spirit. Once he conquered it, he could completely control his victim’s body. As for how to do that, it was simply a matter of erasing Wang Xiu’s Divine Soul and usurping its place.

I am a True Demon! he thought. Even though this isn’t my original body and soul arts aren’t my specialty, dealing with a mere Nascent Soul brat from the Human Race should be child’s play, right?

Thrilled by this thought, he proceeded.

He traveled through the endless Chaotic Qi until a towering Divine Mountain appeared before him. It reached high into the clouds, its peak shrouded from sight.