Chapter 57: The eaglet’s
’Luckily, I made an Inter-transfer Array,’ Rhys breathed a sigh of relief.
He focused his will, reaching for the small, intricate formation he had hidden under the sand near his feet. It was his final safety net, a teleportation array that would take him far away from this disaster.
He just needed one second to activate it.
But as he tried to pour his Qi into the array, something far more horrible happened. He couldn’t move.
’What’s going on?’
It was not an external force that held him. It was a power from within. The Tempest Djinn core in his dantian, the Tyrant-grade power he had been so proud of, began to act on its own.
It flared chaotically, rejecting his commands of control. It wasn’t attacking him; instead, it was pulling his body down and anchoring him to this spot.
The Malevolent Spirit, which had been preparing to attack, suddenly stopped. Its single, burning red eye fixed on Rhys with a new, hungry expression.
It was not a hunger for his life. It was a hunger for his body, for his very soul. A crimson spear of energy rushed out from its body towards his direction.
A new warning from the System screamed in his mind, its tone more panicked than he had ever heard.
[Warning! The spirit’s intent is not to kill! It seeks to replace the Host’s soul!]
The moment the message appeared, Rhys felt a crushing spiritual pressure. It was a force that did not attack his body; it attacked his mind.