"Heh heh!"
Tang Yi sensed an alert and turned around, only to see his own Original Martial Soul, now corrupted, suddenly let out a sinister laugh towards him.
At the same time, what Tang Yi was most concerned about was the Mingwu Blade that he had cast away earlier, which, at this moment, had already fallen into the hands of the Original Martial Soul.
The Mingwu Blade emitted a piercing blood-red light from its blade, and what was eerie was that the Original Martial Soul's eyes were also flashing a piercing blood-red, exactly like Tang Yi's appearance after falling into devilry.
Tang Yi immediately felt that the previously smooth connection between himself and the Original Martial Soul was now being blocked by a strange force.
The Original Martial Soul, which was originally just a transformation of the intense qi and blood in Tang Yi's body when he broke through to the Martial Dao Myth, should have always been under Tang Yi's control.
