The evil spirit was lingering mid-air. Half of its head that was struck by the Dark Mirror recovered in a blink of an eye.
It was not surprised even though Lin Huang's Dark Mirror had almost killed it. It stared at Lin Huang without fear, looking possessive instead.
It seemed like an irrational fan who had just met their favorite idol. The only thing was that it did not scream, "Marry me!"
Lin Huang did not comment on the evil spirit's possessive instinct.
It was not because he did not want to insult it. It was because his opponent was terribly fast. It might attack him when he was unaware, which was why he decided to keep quiet, maintaining his focus on the discernment of his territory.
Seeing Lin Huang not bothering to respond, the evil spirit seemed to know what he was thinking about. He laughed softly and said, "Since you remain silent, I'll consider that you've agreed to surrender your body to me."
