Just as Ye Wutian was shocked, the voice of Lei Hun resonated in his mind again, "Kid, Little Wei's aura is very dense here, go look around nearby."
"This is just a tiny stone chamber no bigger than the palm of a hand, let alone stones, there isn't even a clump of mud," Ye Wutian spoke irritably, then curiously asked, "Hey, whose hands is this Little Wei you mentioned in exactly?"
"How would I know? Hundreds of years ago, I had already separated from Little Wei and taken residence within the bodies of you humans," Lei Hun replied.
"Then how did you enter my body?" Ye Wutian asked further.
"It was an old man who passed me to you," Lei Hun answered truthfully.
"Old man? What old man?" Ye Wutian furrowed his brows as if he remembered something.
"How would I know about any old man? For these hundreds of years, none of the humans who hosted me had cultivated a Primordial Spirit Soul body. Naturally, I couldn't communicate with them," Lei Hun said dejectedly.
