Otherworldly Affairs Office

Chapter 894 894: Unexpected Visitor

"Overestimating yourself! Just with you, trying to stop me, all of you can...! Uh! Ah!" Pei Yan, possessed by Thanatos, sneered as he saw Old Samikina and others attempting to hinder him. However, just as he was about to charge forward with his weapon to break through the encirclement, his advancing body suddenly halted in mid-air, and he let out a painful, shrill scream."Get, out, of, my, body, now!" Pei Yan's voice, emerging from within the body, grew from a whisper to a roar that echoed through the entire Holy Hall.

Old Samikina watched in astonishment as "Pei Yan," right in front of him, clutched his head with one hand while waving his weapon with the other, not allowing anyone to approach, depicting a look of agony. He stopped those wanting to take the opportunity to attack and instead turned towards the Demon God watching the scene from his seat, eyes filled with inquiry.

"You don't need to intervene. This is Pei Yan's final test. If he passes, no one will be able to shake his soul unless it's his original body going all out," the Demon God gestured for his subordinates to retreat and explained while staring at Pei Yan struggling with the intruder for control of his body.

"How is this possible! You are still alive despite my attack!" Thanatos, still in temporary control of the body, growled, enduring the excruciating pain of soul tearing, trying to suppress Pei Yan's strong counterattack.

However, this body belonged to Pei Yan after all, and as an outsider, Thanatos certainly had less compatibility than the original owner. Soon, he was beaten back by Pei Yan's counterattacks, almost being expelled from the body. Thanatos, turning vicious, shouted, "Kid! You better see the situation clearly. Help me escape now, and I'll find another host later. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless. I've died once and wouldn't mind dragging you along again!"

"Then try it! Let's see who dies first!" Pei Yan challenged Thanatos's threat without flinching, roaring back with defiance.

"You think I don't dare?" Thanatos said, raising the Divine Artifact weapon towards his own chest.

"Suzi!"

As Pei Yan uttered these two words, his body instantly mechanized, and Thanatos, who had held the dagger high, found his hand frozen in mid-air, realizing another soul-like entity existed within, forcibly taking over control of the body.

Seeing self-harm was not an option, Thanatos intended to mobilize the body's origin to cause internal injuries, forcing Pei Yan to comply. However, he was shocked to find six origins swirling harmoniously, diverting his control attempts except for a part matching his own strength.

"What kind of monster are you! How can you have six origins!" Outdated as he was, Thanatos couldn't fathom a person manipulating six origins simultaneously, with two never seen by him before.

"Shocked, aren't you, hillbilly! Yet you wanted to occupy my body! Mind you, the previous occupant of this body was the original entity! What do you count as, now get out!" Pei Yan roared angrily, finally gaining the upper hand in the battle, expelling Thanatos from his body with a roar.

Simultaneously, black smoke emerged from within, trailing down Pei Yan's arm towards the pendant on the weapon. Having suffered once, Pei Yan won't let it succeed easily; with a flick of his hand and a surge of energy, he expelled it far away before it could enter the pendant.

After the struggle, both Pei Yan and Thanatos were evidently tormented, despite Pei Yan's rigorous mental and soul training for over two months in Hell. Nonetheless, this ancient soul's sneak attack caught him by surprise. Fortunately, the current Pei Yan was no longer Wu Xia A Meng, regaining control swiftly.

"Thanatos, have you heeded your father's teachings yet? Your tendency to become arrogant at the slightest success, after all these years, hasn't changed. To seize someone's body without understanding their power completely, your survival till now is not due to your strength, but the inexperience of those you possessed!" The Demon God, seeing the victor decided, stood up, and with a hand wave, made his chair vanish, then walked leisurely to the black mist, looking at the appearing human face within, sighed with a complex expression, "After so many years, this farce should end."

"No! I can't die! You can't kill me!" Thanatos, his soul gathered, let out a desperate scream facing the advancing Demon God. Without the protection of a Divine Artifact, he was no match for the man before him. Not wanting to resign to fate, he attempted to use his dwindling energy to tear open the space and escape. However, without the Demon God's intervention, the Holy Hall's defensively layered Array made escape daunting.

While Thanatos resigned himself to inescapability, the sky above the Holy Hall suddenly changed; the eternally clear sky filled with rolling thunderclouds. Everyone looked up, feeling an unfathomable pressure descending from the heavens, tearing the sky open with invisible hands.

Under this oppression, most present found standing difficult, while few faced the pressure, aside from the Demon God, were rare elites in the crowd, including Pei Yan, who looked up at the sky's crack, instantly recognizing his visitor from the leaking source!

Candle Dragon!

Although their true meeting happened only once in the basement, the origin of this person left an indelible impression on him. Thinking about faceoff against the Demon Race's headquarters, Pei Yan's heart raced, instinctively grasping the recently acquired Divine Artifact, eager to test his recent training against them.

"Honored Demon God, forgive my uninvited intrusion. Circumstances compel me to temporarily breach our truce, as I must fulfill another pledge—taking this soul body before you." The courteous voice of Candle Dragon resounded from the void.

"Ah, now even Xu Sha not only wants to invade my dimension, but also meddle in educating my son?" The Demon God, dissatisfied with some subordinates cowering under external pressure, replied coldly, releasing his own pressure to clash with the visitor's force.