"Now your soul is weak enough for me to take over your body. I like that you are not an old expert, but a brilliant young genius. Now is my second spring, time to become a renowned figure in this world! I need to gain power to avenge those who killed me!"
Due to the immense pressure on his soul, Yan Xiaobao did not notice the voice or any sound he made. He used everything within his body to try to suppress the darkness appearing around him.
"Just a moment, and I can take over your body," the soul fragment said impatiently, laughing. After Yan Xiaobao collapsed on the floor, he opened his eyes and stood up as if nothing could suppress him at all.
"This body is not suitable for you," a different voice, full of arrogance, came from Yan Xiaobao's mouth. This voice clearly belonged to Lan Feng, who had taken over the body. Although he was slightly influenced by the music box, it was completely different from Yan Xiaobao's level of influence.
