I stared in astonishment at my own actions, actually turning my head and walking step by step toward the token held high by Marshal Leopard. Meanwhile, my consciousness was steadily fading away.
A swath of black appeared before my eyes, and bit by bit, I lost consciousness.
Once again, I found myself in the space of instinct. The version of me with golden eyes stood right across from me, smiling as he looked at me.
"This time, things have gotten really troublesome, Ethan Zhang."
I stared blankly at the golden-eyed version of myself.
"Your soul has already been marked by the token of Yama. No matter if you return to your body or not, once Yama summons you, your soul will inevitably be drawn to the underworld."
"So what should I do?"
"There's only one way—kill the human part inside your body. That way, you'll gain immense power. Ethan Zhang, this time, trust me, you won't be wrong. Now, only by killing your soul and fully becoming a ghost can you resolve the crisis before you."
Hearing this, I was immediately stunned.
"If I kill my soul, is there any way I could still..."