The Most Physically Compatible Pair in History

Seeing that you had calmed down, the Shen family's ancestor moved his pawn across the river on the chessboard and asked.

"Have you chosen to accept reality?"

"I will never accept it. If you make a move, I will fight you to the death."

You were actually dying for him to make his move quickly, but you absolutely could not let him see anything amiss.

With a resolute expression of rather dying than submitting, you finished your turn, then looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, as if accusing fate of its injustice. Your face practically screamed: I was reincarnated into the wrong family.

Seeing you like this, he figured your lingering resentment after death would be quite deep.

The Shen family's ancestor had no choice but to try reasoning with you and playing the emotional card.

If he just forcibly possessed your body like this, dealing with your resentment afterward would take time anyway. It was just a matter of spending the time before or after.

"How could I not know that forcibly extending my life goes against the heavens and human morality? But I must live!

As long as I am here, no outsiders will be allowed to lay a finger on the star realm; it will forever belong to my Shen family!

With the Shen family's prosperity, they can serve as my backing and support for eternal life extension!

If the human realm loses you, it is nothing more than one person's reluctance and a few people's grief.

But if the human realm loses me, Shen Yang, it will be an unbearable loss!

Do you understand?!"

"I don't understand!"

You roared back.

You truly did not understand.

Wasn't it just wanting immortality and the prosperity of descendants for generations to come? Who wouldn't want that?

Saying things like 'the human realm will fall apart without me' was just hypocritical!

In the last simulation, when the demon race attacked the five domains, you didn't see him make a move either, did you?

What? Did he forget while playing single-player chess?

Seeing that the atmosphere had built up to this point, you felt it was time to make your move; otherwise, your intentions would seem too deliberate and might make the other party suspicious.

Just as you were about to act.

You couldn't move.

Even though there was clearly nothing around you, it felt as if a tremendous weight was crushing you from all directions.

It seemed that the surrounding space was contracting with you at the center!

Da Chun was very anxious in your sea of consciousness.

"Brother Yi! Do you need my help!"

You used your consciousness to tell him not to move, and that included the Myriad Soul Banner. The situation was still under your control.

The Shen family's ancestor crushed the chessboard with one stomp and approached you.

"Junior, hold tight to the Universe Mirror in your hand. This is the last bit of mercy I will give you."

"What do you mean?"

"Although only half of the Universe Mirror remains, it still has some power left.

It will let your consciousness enter an illusion at the last moment, like a dream, but it will be an extremely long dream.

That instant for you will be an entire lifetime within the illusion.

This way, you will not feel the pain and fear of death. I am doing this for your sake."

You sneered.

"Isn't it because my consciousness is resisting and uncooperative, making it hard for you to possess me? Since you couldn't persuade me earlier, you're using the power of a Great Dao Immortal Artifact to force me into submission! What 'for my sake,' what a load of nonsense!"

"Think what you will. Either way, your consciousness is about to fall into the illusion! Universe Mirror, do it!"

The Shen family had no mirror holder; Shen Yang was the true master of the Universe Mirror!

From the surface of the half-remaining Universe Mirror, rays of light resembling women's arms flew out.

These rays of light drilled into your seven orifices and began to invade your consciousness.

In an instant, you only felt the world spinning. You became dizzy and groggy, your consciousness wandering between reality and illusion, unaware of the world around you.

In your blurriness, you heard a conversation.

"Brother Kun!"

"Little Brother Ding, why are you here? Why do you look so weird, caught between a spirit body and a physical body?"

"I don't know either, Brother Kun. I'm still eating peaches. If I eat a few more, I should figure it out."

"Oh, you lost your memory! In this regard, you're not as good as me. Look at me, half of my main body was destroyed, but I'm still as dashing as ever! Look at my big mirror, look at my big handle, look at my big tattoos. Tsk, imperfection is also a kind of beauty!"

The next voice belonged to the Myriad Soul Banner: "Buddy, you look a bit neurotic, not quite normal either."

"Ah! There's another guy here. Oh my! It's quite lively inside this person's body. With one more artifact spirit, the four of us could set up a mahjong table!"

"Brother Kun, could you not hurt Brother Yi? He's a good person."

"But I have a mission to complete..."

"Brother Kun, stop lying. We Great Dao Immortal Artifacts don't acknowledge masters; it's just a matter of whether we want to do it or not."

"Haha! You saw right through me! Alright, give me a peach, and I'll go back and play dead. I'm often in a coma anyway."

"Here."

"Awesome!"

That groggy feeling vanished, and your consciousness regained clarity.

But you still couldn't move.

The Shen family's ancestor was very puzzled when he saw the Universe Mirror stop.

"Universe Mirror, what is going on?"

The Universe Mirror pretended not to speak.

"In a coma again?"

The calm smile on the Shen family's ancestor's face disappeared, replaced by a ruthless and cruel expression.

"I offered you a good way to die and you refused, so don't blame me for using forceful methods!"

The Shen family's ancestor slapped your crown with his palm.

You felt the three qi in your body begin to circulate on their own.

At this moment, your external martial arts, internal energy, and mental cultivation methods were still the set created by the Shen family's ancestor, a special technique that only his bloodline could cultivate.

This was one of the necessary conditions for his possession.

Your three qi had been taken over by the Shen family's ancestor and were running along a specific route.

"Good, good, good. Aside from the mental cultivation method, the other two have actually achieved minor success. The Shen family didn't choose the wrong person. You really are the most compatible with me among this batch of descendants! No, the most compatible in history!"

An immense pain, unlike anything you had ever experienced, viciously assaulted your brain.

"Ah!!!"

The Shen family's ancestor snorted coldly.

"Now you know pain? If you had cooperated with me, would you be suffering like this? Junior, in your next life, learn to listen to advice!"

The possession officially began!

Because you had the Materialist Warrior trait, you could see the Shen family's ancestor's soul separating from his body.

However, you didn't look directly at him, instead glancing from the corner of your eye.

This was to avoid a repeat of when you encountered the Dragonman race's soul body and they realized you could see souls.

Come on, hurry up, hurry up and possess my body. Once you get in, you're finished!

Hahaha!

Your heartbeat accelerated, and you were extremely nervous.

The next move was the key to deciding which of you would win this match!

"The Myriad Soul Banner, and the Nine Provinces Cauldron... to think this person possesses such immense luck..."

Just what realm was this old undying monster at, to actually be able to detect the presence of the Myriad Soul Banner and the Nine Provinces Cauldron?

The Nine Provinces Cauldron was hard to say, because Da Chun was very unstable.

But the Myriad Soul Banner was no longer the broken banner and decaying spirit body it was at the very beginning.

It had a Heaven-rank spiritual artifact vessel, and normally didn't hold back from embezzling the demon souls you put inside, so its spirit body had recovered significantly.

When it came to hiding itself, it was far beyond what it used to be.

[Yet, the Shen family ancestor saw right through it at a single glance.]

[Damn it, what is with all the dawdling? Are you going to possess my body or not? I am still waiting for you to suffer the backlash!]

["Shen Yang! You old bastard! Don't even think about seizing my body! You are a scourge that has plagued the world for a thousand—no, ten thousand years! Hurry up and rot in the ground! Ptui!!"]

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