Long Tian found himself shrouded in a tumultuous burst of demonic qi, casting an air of heightened menace.
His once neatly arranged hair now cascaded freely, complementing the wide grin etched on his face, revealing an expression dramatically different from Long Tian's usual demeanor.
With palpable satisfaction, he gazed at his own hands. "It's quite fortunate that this young one absorbed my soul... Separating my body and soul back then wasn't in vain," he declared with a sinister and triumphant grin.
The current state wasn't Long Tian anymore; it was now Mo Xie! Despite meeting his demise at the hands of Zeus, there existed another fragment of his soul that Long Tian absorbed in the depths of the Demon's Abyss.
Through the ancient book he had penned himself, a particular section detailed a mantra for the integration of his soul with the one who absorbed it.
