Seeing that Aaron Sinclair wouldn't listen to him, the wisp of a foreign Primordial Spirit standing before him stiffened, its expression turning ugly.
Its eyes blazed with anger.
If not for its fear of the power it had just sensed in his Primordial Spirit Sea, it would have already forced the possession. It wouldn't be wasting its breath here.
It struggled to control its rage and said, "Young man, you should know that if I were to force this possession, you would be powerless to resist. I am not a bad person, so I don't wish to harm you. How about this? I can take a step back. I will allow you to share this body with me. Once my Cultivation grows strong enough for me to take my revenge, I will return the body to you."
