As a wave of white lights shone on Tyrant and passed through him, his expression stiffened. At the next moment, the martial will throughout his body was already completely suppressed by Tian Yi.
The difference between their martial wills was far too great.
Tyrant's martial will was being compressed to a corner of his consciousness, continuing to bellow out furiously like a huge beast.
Tian Yi smiled as he watched the suppressed Tyrant. He slowly took over and controlled Tyrant's body.
"Too weak.
"Why is it that people in the world are so weak, causing me to feel so lonely...
"Is looking for an opponent so difficult?"
'Tyrant' smiled, revealing a strange expression. He looked at his body and hands and said, "This body isn't bad. Why don't I use convert the power of this physical body into the power of my will and try to attain for the Divine level?"
