248: Chapter 248 Possession!

The ninth floor.

The moment Wang Chen stepped onto the final stair, he was stunned.

It was not because this place was terrifying, nor because it was dangerous.

It was because—

It was too calm and peaceful here.

The ninth floor before his eyes did not look large, only about a hundred zhang in radius.

But it gave him the feeling of being an independent world.

That feeling was very strange, like standing in a room while simultaneously feeling like you were standing beneath an endless starry sky.

The sky was high, the earth was distant, and even the air was different.

"Is this… Law of Space-Time?"

Wang Chen looked around, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.

This Immortal Realm expert truly had some tricks up his sleeve.

The application of the Law of Space-Time on this ninth floor had already reached a masterful level.

In the center of the ninth floor.

Someone was currently sitting cross-legged.

It was a young man, looking to be in his early twenties, wearing white robes, with delicate features and an otherworldly temperament.

He sat there quietly, as if integrated into the entire world.

He did not emit any aura, looking just like an ordinary person.

But Wang Chen knew.

That was definitely not an ordinary person.

Because he could feel that inside this young man's body, there was a power contained that far exceeded the Domain Realm.

That kind of power.

It had already transcended the scope of Law and reached another level.

Immortal Realm.

Just as Wang Chen was sizing him up, the young man suddenly opened his eyes.

"You have come."

His voice was flat, yet carried an indescribable sense of vicissitudes, as if it had traversed countless years.

Wang Chen looked at him without rushing to answer.

He walked over slowly, his steps and posture as if he were not walking into the Legacy site of an Immortal Realm expert, but into his own back garden.

After reaching the person, he stopped and looked him up and down.

"You are that Immortal Realm expert?"

"Indeed."

The young man nodded, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly to reveal a gentle smile.

"This seat is Old Ancestor Fentian, the master of this Secret Realm."

"Old Ancestor Fentian…"

Wang Chen recited the name once, then nodded.

"The name is quite intimidating."

Old Ancestor Fentian did not mind his attitude and continued.

"That you were able to step onto this ninth floor shows that you are the person this seat has been waiting for. I wonder if you are willing to accept this seat's Legacy?"

"Oh?"

Wang Chen could not help but raise an eyebrow.

Just like that?

Asking nothing, testing nothing, just preparing to give him the Legacy directly?

He had lived two lifetimes.

Having been an emperor for so long, what kind of people had he not seen? What kind of schemes had he not encountered?

When things are abnormal, there must be a demon; he understood this principle all too well.

"Alright!"

Wang Chen grinned, his smile as sincere as could be.

"This seat came specifically for that Immortal Realm Legacy, so naturally, I am willing to accept Senior's mantle!"

"Very well! Empty your mind immediately, and this seat will pass the Immortal Realm Legacy to you."

"Empty my mind?"

Wang Chen blinked, asking with a look of confusion.

"Senior, are you sure you want me to empty my mind?"

"Certain!"

"You only need to empty your mind and not resist. Otherwise, if the Legacy is interrupted, it could very likely lead to failure!"

"Rest assured, Senior! I can't wait any longer, come quickly."

Old Ancestor Fentian looked at him.

A trace of fervor flashed in his eyes.

Then—

He moved.

His entire being turned into a stream of light, rushing directly into the depths of Wang Chen's mind.

Deep within Wang Chen's Sea of Consciousness.

His Divine Thought transformed into his own appearance, standing with his hands behind his back, watching the uninvited guest who had suddenly intruded.

"Hmph! Indeed, you had ill intentions."

Wang Chen sighed and shook his head, his expression that of a spectator who had long guessed the outcome.

"This seat knew it; how could there be such a good thing in the world?"

The stream of light condensed into form within Wang Chen's Sea of Consciousness, turning back into the appearance of that young man.

However.

At this moment, there was no longer that kind, gentle smile on his face.

Replacing it was a ferocious visage.

"Hahaha—!"

He laughed up at the sky, his laughter filled with smugness and ecstasy.

"This old man has finally waited for a fated person! Finally, I can borrow a body to return from the dead!"

He circled around inside Wang Chen's Sea of Consciousness, looking around. His appearance was very much like a homeowner who had just received the keys to a new house, checking out his new property.

The more he looked, the more satisfied he became; the more he looked, the more excited he got.

"This old man has waited for so many years, and finally waited for a perfect vessel! Hahaha, Heaven has not treated this old man poorly!"

Wang Chen's Divine Thought stood to the side.

Watching him jump around, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"Senior, are you trying to perform Possession on this seat?"

"Indeed!"

Old Ancestor Fentian turned around, looking at Wang Chen, his eyes full of greed.

"This old man has waited for millions of years, just waiting for a suitable vessel. I will accept your body!"

Wang Chen was somewhat speechless.

"Senior, aren't you going to ask if this seat is willing?"

"Whether you are willing or not, you must be!"

"Could it be that you think this old man is negotiating with you?"

Old Ancestor Fentian's voice.

Cold and overbearing, carrying an unquestionable majesty.

A greedy light flashed in his eyes, as if Wang Chen were already in his pocket.

And at this moment.

Hearing the other party's arrogant words, Wang Chen's expression also turned gloomy instantly.

You must know.

Ever since he obtained the System, no one had ever dared to speak to him like this.

Even if the other party was an Immortal Realm expert.

That would not do either!

Besides.

The other party was just a mental imprint left behind by that Immortal Realm expert.

A guy who didn't even count as a Clone, yet dared to put on airs in front of him?

This was truly—

An old man hanging himself, seeking death!

"Alright!"

Wang Chen smiled coldly, and that smile could not have been colder.

"You want to perform Possession on this Emperor? Then let's see if you have the ability!"

As his voice fell.

He moved his mind.

A terrifying power to the extreme surged from the Void Realm, pouring directly into his Sea of Consciousness.

That power.

It was not Law, nor was it a Divine Ability, but—

Soul power.

Soul power from the main body.

The main body's Soul, after being tempered by the Emperors Dharma Idol, had already become powerful to an inconceivable degree.

That power surged into Wang Chen's Sea of Consciousness, causing his Divine Thought to instantly skyrocket, like a seed growing into a towering tree in an instant.

At this moment.

Old Ancestor Fentian's expression changed.

"This… what is this?"

His voice was trembling.

Wang Chen did not answer.

Behind him, a golden phantom began to condense.

That phantom was ten thousand zhang tall, wearing dragon robes, wearing a flat-topped crown, with a majestic face; it was the Emperors Dharma Idol.

But this time, it was not condensed with power, but with Soul power.

The Emperors Dharma Idol in Soul form was even more terrifying than in power form, because it acted directly on the Soul, ignoring all defenses.

"Emperors Dharma Idol—suppress this for this Emperor!"