It was deep into the night and all was silent within the Taoist Temple.
The old Taoist, who had already died, unexpectedly opened his eyes at this moment and sat up.
"Primordial Spirit possession allows temporary control of this body, but it cannot remain in this body for long, for after all, this body is deceased. Staying in this body for an extended period is also not good for me."
The old Taoist muttered to himself.
But he was no longer the old Taoist; he was Yibai.
Yibai's Primordial Spirit had taken possession of the old Taoist's abandoned husk.
Primordial Spirit possession.
This technique.
Yibai only had to study it briefly to understand it.
He had long grasped that understanding one thing led to understanding everything.
He comprehended the technique of Primordial Spirit possession in just a moment.
He could skillfully master the art of Primordial Spirit possession.
Primordial Spirit possession carried its dangers, too.
