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Zhuque Zi pondered a bit. His expression became very unsettled before he let out a sigh. He really didn’t have the guts to go test his theory. He stomped his foot on the ground and a large crack appeared in the sky as he stared viciously at the direction of Pilu.

“Second generation Suzaku…” Zhuque Zi flew toward Mount Suzaku.

Inside the Soul Refining Sect in Pilu.

Wang Lin’s figure wavered and then fell from the sky after he made sure that Zhuque Zi had left.

Du Tian was shocked and quickly went up to Wang Lin. The current Wang Lin’s face was pale and his eyes were closed; he was clearly in pain.

Du Tian took a few closer looks, then his expression changed greatly and he shouted, “Possession!”

He instantly clenched his teeth and raised his hand. He was about to press his hand down on Wang Lin’s forehead to help him fight the possession; however, just as he was about to press down, Wang Lin opened his eyes. His eyes were now clear and contained none of the arrogance from before.