The shadow steps forward, and Li Zhiyuan steps forward as well. At this moment, the shadow has fully mastered control over Li Zhiyuan's body.
This isn't like previous consciousness entry or possession; it's purely external force assistance.
Li Zhiyuan now hopes the other party would follow the traditional route, as he could avoid this excruciating pain; it's not him moving, but the pain falls entirely on his perception.
Each step leaves a blood mark, with pus flowing behind, like peeling jelly and rolling it on a gravel ground.
Li Zhiyuan steps towards the Ghost Gate, and enters before it closes.
"Master, why do we need to come in?"
"Because we have to come in."
Earlier outside, when observing the Ghost Gate, Li Zhiyuan felt it resembled more of a crack; the truth turned out exactly like that. Upon entering, he sensed the rampaging storm winds here filled with positive Yang energy.
