"Fortunately, there is still a chance..." Qiu Xinhui stared directly at Li Fan.
Even though the enigmatic Qiu Xinhui was vague in their speech, Li Fan could roughly guess what had happened to him.
It was always what he feared the most.
[Real] had unexpectedly lost control, occupying his body and acting of its own accord.
A trace of darkness flashed through his eyes, as if a fire was ignited within Li Fan's spirit consciousness.
Though furious, when Li Fan thought carefully...
He seemed to have no good way to counter it.
He couldn't very well break his True Spirit Barrier and perish together, could he?
Things haven't escalated to that point yet.
Without Qiu Xinhui needing to persuade him, Li Fan quickly convinced himself, forcibly suppressing the anger in his eyes.
Seeing the change in Li Fan's expression, Qiu Xinhui nodded silently.
"In this operation, Daoist, you need not intervene. Simply watch quietly."
"Once everything is calm..."
"[Real] has returned."
