Chapter 393: Possession 2

Meng Yifan's Divine Soul Origin was trapped within his Consciousness Sea, having completely lost control over his body, which left him burning with anxiety and trembling with fear.

Ever since transmigrating to the Great Martial Heavenly Dynasty World, although Meng Yifan had experienced all kinds of hardships, he had never faced such a perilous situation.

That mysterious existence had once been an Eighth Grade Peak powerhouse; even though they had fallen countless years ago and the world had shattered, the sliver of true spirit that remained still possessed power capable of crushing Meng Yifan.

When that vast, sea-like, powerful Spiritual Power sealed Meng Yifan's Mud Pill Palace, Meng Yifan's own Spiritual Power was as weak as an ant facing a dragon; the two were not even on the same magnitude.

"What should I do?" Meng Yifan's Divine Soul Origin quickly pondered a way to break the deadlock. He attempted to mobilize his Spiritual Power to strike at the Spirit Lock sealing his Mud Pill Palace, but it was like a mayfly shaking a giant tree; he simply could not break free.

"Hehe, still wanting to struggle? It's useless, little one. From now on, we shall become one. Your body belongs to me. I will help you kill your enemies, and I will take care of your friends and family. You can depart in peace," the mysterious existence mocked with a laugh.

Immediately following this, the liver-shaped Crystal Core in Meng Yifan's palm turned into a pool of emerald-green liquid, burrowing into his body through his pores, flowing along the roots spread throughout his body to the location of Meng Yifan's liver, where it merged with that small sapling.

A bizarre thing happened: nourished by the emerald-green liquid, the small sapling grew vigorously, and the flower bud at the very top grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, blooming bit by bit.

The flower opened. Sitting cross-legged inside the flower bud was a thumb-sized little person wearing green clothes. Surprisingly, his appearance was exactly the same as Meng Yifan's.

The little person opened his eyes, and a green radiance diffused outward. In an instant, the cave where Meng Yifan was located was overflowing with floral fragrance.

A patch of weeds in the corner of the cave smelled this fragrance and, as if activated, instantly surged in growth. Their palm-wide leaves swayed rhythmically around Meng Yifan, as if dancing a joyful dance to express their delight.

In the jungle in the distance, those demonized plants also sensed it; one after another, they bowed and performed grand salutations toward the direction of the cave where Meng Yifan was located, welcoming the return of their king.

This collapsing world was divided into five regions: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth. At this very moment, in the Wood Element region, the ground that had been rapidly splitting suddenly sprouted dense, emerald-green roots, connecting the already fragmented earth back together.

In the damaged Wood Element World, cracks still crisscrossed the earth, and even the sky had some crisscrossing fissures; the ground was riddled with holes.

However, that state of rapid decay came to an abrupt halt. A rich vitality quietly emerged, slowly repairing this shattered world.

"My world, my subjects, I have returned," the green Meng Yifan said with a smile.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!" All the plants within the Wood Element World were filled with joy, shaking their bodies one after another to echo their king.

Those demon plants comparable to Fifth-grade Cultivators felt it most deeply. An old locust tree with a human face growing on its trunk was streaming with tears, emitting whimpering sobs from its mouth. It had waited too long, far too long; its father had finally revived.

There was also a Fifth Grade High Tier man-eating flower that had already entangled Lang Batian and was preparing to swallow him into its belly.

Lang Batian struggled desperately, but it was completely useless. The mouth of that man-eating flower was like a black hole, releasing an earth-shattering suction force, pulling and holding onto Lang Batian, swallowing him bit by bit.

Suddenly, the man-eating flower seemed to sense something; it trembled all over with excitement, weeping tears of joy. It released Lang Batian, uprooted itself, and ran toward the cave where Meng Yifan was located at an astonishing speed.

Lang Batian escaped death and stood dazed on the spot. He did not know what had happened or why that terrifying man-eating flower would let him go and dash away.

"It seems like something is different? This place is too dangerous; I must go and rendezvous with Master as soon as possible. Where is Master? Eh! Why is Master's location in the same direction that man-eating flower went?"

Lang Batian had signed a Master-Servant Contract with Meng Yifan, and Meng Yifan's Soul Imprint was within his Divine Soul Origin; the two could sense each other's location.

The further the distance, the more blurred this sense; the closer the distance, the clearer this sense.

Lang Batian's sense was not very clear right now, which meant he was somewhat far from Meng Yifan, but he could roughly sense which direction Meng Yifan was in.

"Something isn't right. Why has Master's Soul Imprint become unstable, even flashing green from time to time? He must have encountered trouble. Should I go and rendezvous with him?"

Lang Batian hesitated, but upon thinking of the Master-Servant Contract he had signed—if Meng Yifan died, he would also have to perish—Lang Batian could only sigh and dash rapidly toward the direction where Meng Yifan was located.