Everyone had gotten used to Zen's lanky figure. It was awkward for them to watch Zen as he took on the tall and sturdy body of the corpse.
Randy, Fiona, and Callan were so of the few people who looked at Zen and began to grin.
A faint smile appeared on Zen's face as he casually took a few steps forward. It hadn't taken him long to freely control this corpse.
But all wasn't smooth. He suddenly felt a wave of pressure on his body.
A red ripple spread out of nowhere in the empty mind of the corpse. The surroundings in his mind turned blood-red. The pressure wasn't from the outside world but emanated from the corpse itself.
Zen had gained control of the corpse through the Soul Core. But now, he found that he couldn't control it at all. It waddled towards the stone pillar as Zen struggled and failed to control it.
'Here cos the question!' Zen beca cautious.
He had previously seen War King Wind and Scott go through this process. They had not been able to resist the orders of the young girl in the stone pillar and couldn't help but walk involuntarily towards the pillar.
But this wasn't what worried Zen. The probability that he might not be able to say the corpse's na when questioned posed a greater worry for him.
'Federico Feng…' Zen repeated the na in his heart.
He felt the corpse stagger all the way and fall to its knees with a thud in front of the stone pillar. At the sa ti, he felt the blood-red ripple in his mind grow stronger and stronger. He knew that it was this blood-red ripple that completely isolated Zen's soul from the corpse.
In this mont, Zen felt everything beco distant from him.
Soone seed to be talking to Zen, but he couldn't hear a single word. The sound seed to be coming from the sky, soft and harsh.
His thoughts had beco a ss.
“Answer ! Your na!” the young girl's voice ca from the stone pillar.
“My na? My na…” Through all the ntal chaos, Zen could not rember the na of this corpse.
'It's very strange! I can't rember what this corpse is called at all. I clearly rembered it a mont ago!' Zen thought dejectedly. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't recall anything about this corpse.
“Tell your na, or I'll-” The young girl's voice was clear, and Zen could hear every word she said.
If he could not rember the na, he would be kicked out of this corpse's mind. Zen had seen how War King Wind and Scott had bounced back from the bodies they had planned to occupy because they had failed to rember the corpses' nas. But the more he beca anxious, the less likely it was that anything would co to his mind. It was as if the na had been completely erased from his mory.
'Na.. What's the na?'
As Zen searched frantically for the na in his mind, his gaze penetrated the red ripples and landed on the stone pillar.
'Na, the letters!'
Zen had applied a special words morizing thod, disassembled the na of the corpse, and carved the letters on the stone pillar. As long as he restored the na using the letters, he would be able to get the na.
'F-E-D-E…' Zen looked at the letters on the stone pillar.
It was true that Zen's thoughts had fallen into chaos, but the young girl in the stone pillar only affected a part of his mind, not all of it.
According to the letters that Zen had left on the stone pillar, it wasn't that difficult to retrieve the na.
'The first na is Federico!'
He continued to work on the letters. 'F-E- N-G-'
'The last na is Feng!'
It was true that he had spelled out the na, but right now, Zen had a very strange feeling about these two words.
The words Federico Feng were very common words, but he suddenly realized that he couldn't recognize them at all. These two words, had, for so strange reason, beco incomparably foreign to Zen's eyes.
This was weird and troubled Zen greatly.
He had obtained the words Federico Feng through a special words morizing thod, but he was unfamiliar with the words he had worked out and could not recognize them. Zen felt helpless.
The red ripple spread through his mind faster than Zen could react and quickly, too quickly, his soul was forced out of the corpse.
Federico's corpse staggered back to the coffin and slowly lay down.
The collective hope of the others plumted as they beheld this scene. It was obvious to them that Zen had failed to fight the young girl's will.
“How do you feel?” Turner asked, smiling. He had expected this.
Zen chuckled and said, “I've already spelled these two words out. I know that the owner of this corpse is called Federico Feng.”
“Oh!” Everyone's eyes lit up as they heard what Zen had to say. Did this an Zen's thod had worked?
But Zen shrugged and said, “It's useless even if I have them spelled out. The will of the young girl in the pillar is irresistible. I guess there's only one way to successfully pronounce the corpse's na.”
“What is it?” War King Wind asked.
“Instinct. Only by relying on instinct can we pronounce a corpse's na. It's actually impossible for us, the occupants of their bodies, to do so,” Zen said.
From the ti of one's birth till death, the only thing that remained unchanged was one's na. Unless one beca an idiot, no one would ever forget their own na. It almost beca an instinct for anyone to pronounce their own na. That was why so people had failed to pronounce the corpses' nas in front of the girl in the stone pillar. They had given her their own nas instead.
Only by relying on one's own instincts could one get rid of chaotic thoughts. The problem, however, was that it was extrely difficult to accomplish this.
It was probably impossible for a normal person to do this.
Unless the person was schizophrenic and a part of the person's mind fantasized day and night that he was soone else. If this went on, the person would be no different from a lunatic.
Zen's analysis made sense to everyone. War King Wind's success from many years ago could probably only be attributed to luck.
“But it looks like we still failed this ti,” Turner said gloomily.
The difficulty of exploring the Heavenly Stellar Secret Land far surpassed that of the other three secret lands. Without the help of the most powerful corpses, they wouldn't be able to take out the Ancestral Dragon Egg. They were still unable to occupy the bodies of the corpses on the thirteenth floor. And this ant that it was impossible for them to obtain anything good from the Heavenly Stellar Secret Land.
But before they could do anything, Zen smiled and said, “Since I can't occupy the corpses that are in these coffins, I can change the target.”
“Change the target? Do you an the corpses on the twelfth floor?” War King Wind asked.
Zen kept smiling, his gaze flitting before landing on the young girl within the stone pillar. He did not know what her cultivation level was, but from the domineering aura that her body was emitting, Zen could tell that she was definitely much stronger than the other super powerful beings on the thirteenth floor.
The powerful masters at the Soul Sea Realm were surprised as they saw Zen's gaze. One of them said, “This girl… is a master at the Spirit Supre Realm! She is even stronger than Master Derek. How could one take over her corpse? And it is unclear whether she is dead or not!”
Spirit Supre Realm!
Zen's eyes glead.
In the Upper World, the Life and Death Realm was just the threshold, while the Soul Sea Realm was just a beginning level. The Spirit Supre Realm warriors ford the real backbone of the Upper World.
Master Derek that the Soul Sea Realm master had ntioned referred to the white-browed Taoist who should also be at the Spirit Supre Realm. And Immortal Mist should be at the Spirit Supre Realm, too. But what about Yolande? Although Yolande's cultivation level was not high, she had a million duplicates. Her strength probably far surpassed the Spirit Supre Realm.
And the more powerful beings were beyond Zen's knowledge. Even soone at the Spirit Supre Realm would be enough to make Zen look up to him.
Thus, once he had heard what the Soul Sea Realm master had to say, Zen beca even more interested in the girl in the stone pillar.
“Forget about whether the girl in the pillar is dead or not. First of all, there's no way to undo the chains, or to break the crystal coffin she is in. To control her body is completely impossible,” Turner said.
But Zen rely smirked and returned to Federico's coffin. He stretched out his hand and took out a small space ring.
When the many powerful warriors of the Soul Sea Realm saw this, they realized what Zen wanted to do. Their eyes imdiately lit up with surprise.
Fiona and Randy also ca to understand Zen's intentions. Even Callan, who had always been slow in thinking, said, “That's right! You can open this crystal coffin with the Black Star pickaxe!”
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