Lin Yun had no idea that, as he dreamt, a grand drama akin to a Shura Field had unfolded around him.
It seemed his luck was indeed quite good; while asleep, others would take into consideration his illness and not lay a hand on him, but had he been awake, with a room full of people gathered together, it would be difficult to rank them without some feeling slighted—after all, both the palm and back of the hand are made of flesh.
This passive ability to avoid the Shura Field was, to be sure, quite impressive in Lin Yun.
At this moment, he was happily frolicking within the Sun God's body, having taken control of all his blood, and soon after, Lin Yun swiftly took control of the Sun God's internal organs.
If Lin Yun hadn't been prudent and didn't dare to be too reckless, the possibility existed for him to break through Dongfang Yao's defenses and take the opportunity to erode his Divine Soul.