Bai Wushang was having a long dream.

  He dreamed of a person named Qin Long, who originally lived in a world called Blue Star. It was a place without monsters or conflict, a world at peace.

  As a programmer, he lived an ordinary yet demanding 997 life.

  Until one day, after pulling two all-nighters to fix a bug in a game called "God of Food," Qin Long succumbed to extreme exhaustion and never woke up again.

  However, he wasn't truly dead. Instead, he drifted as a strange "soul entity" in the void rift, muddled and aimlessly adrift.

  After an unknown period, perhaps a year, perhaps centuries, a light appeared before him.

  Through the light, Qin Long saw a young man lying amidst a pile of rubble, covered in blood. His breath was faint; it seemed he wouldn't survive.

  A peculiar sensation arose within him, drawing Qin Long like a magnet. His soul subconsciously drifted towards the young man's head...

  "No! This isn't right!"

  Bai Wushang woke with a start. Wasn't that blood-soaked young man his own self?

  "Wushang gege! Wushang gege!"

  Mu Xiaoxiao's familiar voice suddenly rang in his ears, trembling and filled with distinct sobs.

  "I can't die yet, how can I die..."

  Driven by a strong will to live, Bai Wushang's hazy consciousness revived. He immediately sensed another soul within his mind, gradually seizing control of his body.

  "Transmigration... Possession... Rebirth..."

  These newly learned words popped into his consciousness, sending a chill down Bai Wushang's spine.

  Perhaps because it had drifted in the void for too long, Qin Long's soul entity was clearly stronger. Bai Wushang struggled several times but remained at a disadvantage, constantly being eroded.

  Bai Wushang knew that the moment his soul was completely "eaten," he would be truly finished!

  "Even in death, I don't want someone else occupying my body, living my life for me..."

  His illusory soul clenched its fists. After a moment's hesitation, Bai Wushang charged towards the location of his physical heart.

  He recalled his past.

  Sixteen years ago, Bai Wushang was born in a small village in the wilderness. Before the age of six, he lived a happy, peaceful, and unremarkable life.

  Until one day when he was six, disaster struck. A princess of the Abyss Blood Clan awoke from her ice coffin after thirty thousand years, needing vast numbers of young boys and girls to replenish her vitality.

  To curry favor with this princess, the Blood Clan's vassals massacred numerous surrounding villages and towns. All children of suitable age were their targets, and Bai Wushang's small village was among them.

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  As a child, he watched helplessly as his parents were brutally murdered while saving him. That feeling of powerlessness still hangs in his mind, never forgotten.

  Very fortunately, just as the Blood Clan princess bit into his throat to drink his blood, the Angel Legion belonging to the Holy Court arrived via a spatial tunnel. The leader, the Six-Winged Guardian Seraph Asibode, successfully repelled the Blood Clan and saved him in the process.

  His life was saved, but this Blood Clan princess had an immense background. She was one of the most ancient Blood Clan members from antiquity. In terms of noble bloodline, few in the world could compare.

  Her saliva naturally carried an extremely vicious ancient blood poison. Having been bitten, Bai Wushang couldn't avoid it.

  This blood poison was incredibly potent. It rooted itself deep within the body, continuously devouring life essence. When the time was ripe, it would burst forth from the body, blooming into a six-petaled blood flower.

  At that time, his soul would scatter, and not even bones would remain.

  Even a legendary-level Six-Winged Guardian Seraph couldn't eradicate this ancient blood poison!

  The merciful Lord Asibode, unwilling to see a young life die in agony, expended considerable effort to cast five Sacred Guardian Seals, helping Bai Wushang seal the blood poison deep within his heart, allowing him to survive until now.

  Lord Asibode had warned him that the Guardian Seals were not a fundamental solution. They could protect him for fifteen years at most, after which their power would be depleted.

  Right now, Bai Wushang faced a life-or-death crisis of his soul being devoured. He had no time to worry about what would happen in five years; his only thought was to resist.

  This Sacred Guardian Seal might be his only chance!

  The blood-red heart thumped, thump-thump.

  In his soul state, Bai Wushang clearly saw a circular cage of light deep within his heart. Inside the cage, a mass of red liquid flowed slowly, exuding endless gloom and evil.

  As if sensing the approach of Bai Wushang's consciousness, the red liquid suddenly transformed into a blood-patterned python, hissing and flicking its tongue. Greed, desire, and hatred were undisguised in its dark golden vertical pupils.

  "Om!"

  Two talismans inscribed with dense golden runes silently appeared, transforming into golden chains that pierced through the blood python's body.

  The blood python shrieked miserably, then burst like a bubble in the next moment, reverting to the red liquid flowing slowly within the cage.

  His soul gently touched the two golden talismans. This was the core power of the Guardian Seals. There were originally five; after ten years of natural depletion, only two remained.

  "Life or death, it all depends on you!"

  Bai Wushang focused his entire will and proactively detonated one of the Sacred Guardian Seals within his body.

  ...

  Outside.

  It was nearing dusk; the sun was about to shed its last rays.

  This seemed to be a valley in a desert. The ground was littered with sand and stones of various sizes, as well as debris and dismembered corpses from a disintegrated airship. The sight was shocking.

  Bai Wushang lay flat on his back, blood flowing uncontrollably from all over his body.

  Mu Xiaoxiao, tears blurring her vision, shook him, calling his name over and over, trying to wake him.

  Suddenly, dense golden specks of light seeped out from Bai Wushang's body, washing over him repeatedly, inside and out.

  The ghastly wounds on his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly recovering completely.

  "Gasp... Gasp..."

  Bai Wushang abruptly sat up, his eyes vacant.

  "That's wonderful! Wushang gege, you're awake! I was so scared I'd never see you again!" Mu Xiaoxiao excitedly threw herself into his arms, sobbing.

  "I..."

  Bai Wushang paused, stunned, then his mind cleared. He hurriedly checked his condition.

  Except for his clothes being tattered beyond recognition, there wasn't even a scar left on his body's surface. He couldn't be healthier.

  "It's clear that my own consciousness is now in control of the body. Everything is back to normal. So, where did that guy Qin Long go?"

  Many thoughts flooded his mind. Bai Wushang's original idea was that the Sacred Guardian Seal possessed astonishing purification energy and healing power, being the natural bane of evil forces. By expending one seal and detonating it inside his body, perhaps he could expel Qin Long.

  There might have been risks, but at the time, he had no other choice but to gamble everything.

  "Eh?"

  Bai Wushang was surprised to discover a transparent crystal floating in his mind, spinning steadily.

  Intuition told him it was a crystal formed from the condensed soul essence remaining after Qin Long's subjective consciousness had completely perished.

  Like a freshly baked cake emanating an alluring aroma, it deeply captivated Bai Wushang's attention...