Chapter 502 (Massage Chair Extra - )

But he quickly regained his composure, his expression turning indifferent, "Oh? It seems you do have some skill, however, what can this possibly change?"

Silvan did not answer, he simply stared at Edmund, an unwavering light flickering in his eyes, he knew the only thing he could do now was fight with everything he had.

Seeing this, Edmund wasted no more breath, his figure flashed, and he charged at Silvan, his speed was incredibly fast, like a bolt of lightning tearing through the void.

Silvan showed no fear, he mobilized all his spiritual energy and charged head-on to meet him.

The two collided in an instant, erupting in an earth-shattering boom, the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to detonate from the clash, forming terrifying ripples of power.

Although Silvan’s cultivation was inferior, he relied on sheer will and unyielding spirit to actually fight Edmund to a standstill.

How was this possible? How could a Grandmaster fight evenly with a Great Grandmaster?

Edmund was clearly shocked by Silvan’s resilience, he furrowed his brows and began to get serious, fighting now with full strength.

Yet Silvan seemed to grow braver the more he fought, the golden light on his body blazed brighter and brighter, as if intent on illuminating the entire space, his eyes grew sharper still, as if capable of piercing through all illusions.

"Verdant Clarity Technique!" Silvan suddenly roared, his entire being transformed into a streak of golden light as he charged at Edmund, his speed was so fast that even Edmund felt a trace of surprise.

But this was about as far as it went.

Edmund’s eyes carried a hint of mockery, "Do you really think this is all the skill I have? Although I don’t know where your power is coming from..."

"...everything should come to an end now."

The moment he finished speaking, a burst of black light flashed in his hand, the golden light radiating from Silvan collapsed in an instant, bizarre black lines appeared at his dantian.

Silvan’s footsteps turned sluggish, his gaze slowly growing dull, he knew this was bad, it was the formation inside his body, spreading across him, its eerie power absorbing his spiritual energy.

"You truly are excellent, worthy of all the time I spent on you," the corners of Edmund’s mouth curled up, thoroughly satisfied.

The black light in his hand intensified, and the black patterns instantly covered Silvan’s entire body, his eyes turned completely vacant, his consciousness had been entirely eroded.

Without dawdling, Edmund’s soul exited his own body and invaded Silvan’s in a flash.

Clarity gradually returned to Silvan’s eyes, but it was no longer him.

"A young body is simply wonderful," Edmund was in an excellent mood, after scheming for so long, he had finally succeeded.

He looked toward the inner room, three corpses lay pinned under the collapsed wall, reduced to mangled flesh and blood, without even the chance to leave a final word.

This was the cruelty of reality.

Watching this ruin, Bruce’s expression turned terrifyingly dark.

What exactly did Silvan’s family do wrong? Why did they have to endure such suffering? Just because you want to possess a body, you can disregard the lives and wills of others, by what right?

Bruce’s body trembled with anger, he was also an ordinary person who had experienced hardships since childhood, he deeply empathized with what Silvan’s family went through.

Silvan’s despair hadn’t even lasted long before his body was forcibly taken by Edmund.

The scene began to shift and fast-forward, an unknown number of years passed.

After being possessed, Silvan’s strength skyrocketed, he quickly broke through the Great Grandmaster Realm, unexpectedly touching the threshold of the Mortal Supreme Realm, he became an apex powerhouse of his region, enjoying all manner of privileges and the awe of the world.

Inside a luxurious mansion.

Edmund was embracing two snow-white, delicate bodies, feeling the abundant spiritual energy surging within him, it wouldn’t be long before he could push for a breakthrough to the Mortal Supreme Realm, this was something his previous body could never have achieved.

This was the importance of innate talent.

In his last body, he had worked himself to the bone but couldn’t touch the threshold, but with this body, he had barely cultivated at all, amidst a life of debauchery, he was slowly touching the threshold of the Mortal Supreme Realm.

"This world truly is unfair," he sneered coldly, shooing the two women from his embrace.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, ready to attempt the breakthrough, he pulled out several bottles of pills, tossed a few into his mouth, and began circulating his cultivation technique.

Very quickly, Silvan’s body began to emit a profound aura, spiritual energy converged toward him.

Edmund began his assault on the Mortal Supreme Realm, his aura climbed continuously, finally, something inside his body shattered.

Edmund had broken through to the Mortal Supreme Realm, a powerful, terrifying presence lingered throughout the room.

"Hahaha," Edmund laughed uproariously.

"I, Edmund, am finally at the Mortal Supreme Realm! I truly am a peerless genius! I, Edmund, will endure for all eter..."

Suddenly, his voice came to a screeching halt.

From his dantian, golden light unexpectedly burst forth, his body started trembling uncontrollably, and one of his eyes gradually lost its luster.

What’s going on? Edmund was horrified.

He hastily looked inward and saw that the critical formation in his dantian, the one enabling his possession, was beginning to fracture, countless cracks spread across it.

"No!" Edmund began to panic.

This formation was the connection linking him to his other physical bodies, if it shattered, he would not be able to transfer his soul when nearing death, then he, Edmund, would truly die.

Damn it! What is going on?

He cursed angrily and controlled his spiritual energy to repair the formation, but countless rays of golden light shot out from the cracks, blocking every attempt.

Where is this power coming from? Edmund’s brows furrowed tightly.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank violently, a human face was slowly surfacing on the formation, it was a face he couldn’t be more familiar with, because it looked exactly the same as the body he had possessed, it was Silvan himself.

Impossible! How could you not be dead? You should have been completely consumed by the possession!

As Silvan’s face surfaced on the gradually shattering formation, Edmund’s heart sank heavily, his confident expression became twisted and terrified, those once-profound eyes now filled with unbelievable astonishment.

"This... this is impossible," Edmund screamed, losing his voice, his words echoed in the empty room, carrying a tremor of absolute despair.

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