The old man hadn’t noticed the grin which curled up on the corners of Yang Ye’s mouth once his soul entered the center of Yang Ye’s forehead.

As soon as the old man’s soul entered through the center of Yang Ye’s forehead, he started to seize control over Yang Ye’s body. The first thing he did was attempt to devour Yang Ye’s soul.

However, the tiny vortex within Yang Ye suddenly started to spin madly.

It didn’t take long for the old man’s astonished voice to resound within Yang Ye’s mind, “What’s that? What is that? What the heck is that? AH!!! What the hell is that!? Make it stop! Quickly make it stop!”

The old man’s incessant begging resounded in Yang Ye’s mind.

Was Yang Ye a fool? He...