At the crucial moment of the Holy Region opening, Dominic Taylor was stripped of his cultivation. There was nothing more painful than this.
Apart from Dominic Taylor, Dudley Lynch was also cultivating at this time.
However, his cultivation seemed to have also reached a bottleneck, and after several days of closed-door cultivation, there was no sign of a breakthrough.
"Before the Holy Region opens, I must kill him!" Cold sweat dripped down Dudley Lynch's forehead.
"Leave it to me... Give your body to me, and I can get rid of him at any time..." The hoarse voice spoke again.
Dudley Lynch coldly said, "Forget it, if I give you my body, then what's the point of me existing."
"Hehe... your body will be mine sooner or later..." The hoarse voice said sinisterly.
Dudley Lynch remained silent.
Although he and this divine sense coexisted, he had always been on guard and was constantly vying for control of his body.