"Huo, you little brat, you've got quite the arrogance. Let your grandfather see just how capable you are!"

"Oh, in my opinion, it seems that all you want by taking over my body is twofold. First, to temporarily possess my body and do things that you are incapable of, and second, to completely take over my body. However, it doesn't seem like you are the kind of person who would take over my body. Allow me to make a bold guess: what the Illusionary Beings desire the most is nothing more than a suitable body. After waiting here for so long, it's impossible that you haven't found a suitable physical vessel. So, it seems like you want to regain your own bodies, right? If that's the case, why don't we cooperate and achieve mutual success?"

Bai Yi stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the incessantly chattering mouth of Mu Zihe. It would take a long, long time for him to understand that Mu Zihe only became loquacious when he was extremely nervous, attempting to disguise himself with convoluted language, yet every sentence revealed his true thoughts.

"Hahaha, you little kid, you think so much. However, no matter what you think, even if we don't go out, what can you do? We will just possess you, what can you do about it?"

Hu Han san sneered coldly, and from his mouth came three cold questions, "What else can you do? What else can you do? What else can you do?" These repeated words felt like heavy blows striking deep into the soul.

"Puh," White Yi unexpectedly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, unable to contain the surging cold qi within his body. It erupted fiercely from the suppressed point, devouring his meridians and seizing control of his flesh. Busily stabilizing his breathing, White Yi sat cross-legged, using his internal energy to resist this wave of coldness. However, his gaze couldn't help but focus intently on every move and action of Mu Zihe over there.

Mu Zhehe felt even worse. The three interrogative words pounded at the core, reaching the crucial point of his soul. It felt as if his soul was being torn apart, silently resisting the demonic sound.

"If the heart remains clear as ice, one will remain unperturbed even if the heavens collapse. Amidst the countless changes, one's mind will remain serene and tranquil. Untainted by dust and unaffected by worldly appearances, one becomes like the boundless empty space, where nothing exists. There is no creation from one another, and the difficult and easy are interdependent. Let go of attachments and forget about the material world, merging with the infinite void. The heavens and earth know no boundaries, and all things become unified." Suddenly, Mu Zihe started to chant, activating the Clear Mind Technique to maintain inner peace and create a separation between the soul and the world.

"Qingqing, should we just possess this body? Look, this little kid's talent is not inferior to ours. Why don't we take over him? With our abilities, we can surely make the most of this physical body." As Hu Hansan spoke, his voice became slightly deeper, as if hesitating, as if considering for a long time before finally saying it at this opportune moment.

"We?" The clear voice took on a different tone for the first time, albeit tinged with a hint of mockery.

"I don't want us to be together. You are you, and I am me. It's better that way. If you want to take over his body, then go ahead. I don't want to use someone else's body. Even if it's just borrowing, it makes me feel dirty. And also... don't call me Qingqing." That clear voice returned to its previous indifference and seriousness after that mocking tone.

"Do you look down on me? Look down on me, Hu Hansan?!"

"That's one way to put it," the voice said, sounding indifferent.

"Hmph, you don't want anything, how self-righteous of you! You just want to stay in this endless darkness guarding that damn everlasting heritage, bah. You're dreaming! If you don't let me have my way, I won't let you succeed either. I want to see these people seize this heritage, I want to see what you can still guard! What else can you be proud of! Can you still stay peacefully!"

Hu Hansan roared furiously, but the person he called Qing remained silent, which only further enraged Hu Hansan! Meanwhile, in Bai Yi's eyes, Mu Zihe's body began to shake uncontrollably, with one half making completely opposite movements to the other, as if two giants were dividing territory within him.

"Oh great Witch God, may your descendants devoutly offer lifelong faith, praying for the salvation of thirsty souls with just a drop of your water." Mu Zihe's right hand automatically lifted and formed a mysterious black flame in his palm as he unconsciously made hand signs. Despite the presence of wind, the flame danced silently and erratically. As his right hand moved towards the left, a dark shadow pressed itself into the other side.

"My lord, the sincerity of my devotion to you is as clear as the sun and moon. I am your most faithful servant, and I will never allow the dark forces to disturb your sleep. I kneel before you, I pray to you, I dedicate myself to you, all I ask is for a glimpse of divine guidance from you."

A faint and indifferent voice sounded from the left side of Mu Zihe, which also caused the fireflies in that area to shine brighter. Although it was still only like stars compared to the boundless darkness, those fireflies silently gathered together into a large ball, emitting light and heat. Gradually, the other half of the sky began to brighten.

Black and white, the essence of all things in the world, slowly gave birth to a hint of green. This touch of green was like the first color the world ever possessed, filled with hope and tenderness. Just like taking in more nutrients from the black and white soil, it could flourish and grow. From a glimmer of green light, it grew into a tender leaf.

Bai Yi was dumbstruck. This...this is the essence of Mu Zihe's divine soul? A piece...a piece of tender leaf?!

Earth is the source of all things, thus it has the power to transform into all things. The merging and transforming of the black and white soil gradually formed a hand, which blocked the path of the green leaves. The hands, slowly clasping, held onto the green leaves, as if crushing this patch of hope with great force.

Bai Yi couldn't help but feel heartbroken for Mu Zihe. This was not a physical confrontation, but a battle of souls. If the physical body was injured, it could still recover, but if the soul was injured, it not only couldn't be restored, but it would also halt the cultivation progress. Moreover, the cultivation level and power might even decline from that point onwards.

The tightly held green leaf calmly transformed, gradually thinning and elongating into a sturdy green vine. It extended from between the fingers, winding tightly around the shape of the hand, circling over and over, continuously contracting. Within the tight squeeze, the hand struggled in agony. The hand attempted to pinch the vine in mid-air, but the cunning vine deftly evaded all attempts to capture it.

In the blink of an eye, everything changed. The hand, composed entirely of black and white light, separated into two flames - one black, raging, and one white, indifferent. Both were accompanied by dangerous high temperatures, becoming open flames that mercilessly burned on opposite ends of the green vine. The vine writhed in agony within the scorching flames, desperately trying to escape but unable to evade its fate. It seemed as though one could even hear its heart-wrenching screams through the flames.

"Mu Zihe!" Bai Yi exclaimed in alarm, disregarding the severity of his own injuries, he desperately tried to send a strand of his soul to the rolling green vine, hoping to aid Mu Zihe in overcoming this calamity. In the moment when he severed a portion of his own soul, he felt the entire world spinning, and everything his eyes beheld disappeared..."

"Bai Yi!!!" Mu Zihe's soul cried out, but could only watch helplessly as Bai Yi lay down without being able to do anything.