"Hahaha, only transmigrators? In this world, there are six people other people. As for the others," the illusory figure said arrogantly, "their souls have long been annihilated. Your soul is destined to be devoured by me."
Ye Feng was stunned. "You want to take over my body and become another me?"
Not bad! You're the only transmigrator. I don't just need your body, I also need your memories and even your soul!"
"Don't even think about it!" Ye Feng rejected without hesitation.
"You don't know how to appreciate my kindness! If that's the case, then I'll have to eat you!" the illusory human figure roared.
As he said, he took a step forward, and in an instant, a destructive power surged into Ye Feng's body, causing his blood to boil and his veins to expand.
"Pfft!"
Gritting his teeth and enduring this immense pressure, Ye Feng coughed out a mouthful of blood.
"You...!"
He widened his eyes.
