You were taken hostage, why pursue the Enemy's Empress?

"Get out of my body, Old Biedeng!"

After Win Wuque's furious roar, the body of Emperor Zhuanxu instantly lit up with dazzling golden light.

The golden light flickered and changed dramatically.

The chaotic movements and contorted facial expressions all indicated the inhumane struggle taking place inside this body.

"Beast!"

"Beast!"

Win Yue's anger was uncontrollable. He never expected that the body of Emperor Zhuanxu, which should have had forty more years of life, had been ruined by this rebellious son. His anger from before was about to explode.

Now, he finally found a place to vent.

But at what cost?

Win Yue was on the verge of madness. How did this beast do it?

Or did Ji Tong and Dan Qing deceive him? This so-called Heartblood Resonance Secret Art didn't seem to have such a miraculous effect!

Otherwise, why was he still alive?

Deceived!

All deceived!

Feeling another soul frantically fighting for control of this body, Win Yue felt panic for the first time in decades. Although he had tried to improve the compatibility of his soul with this body through the Luoluo Sword, could it be higher than the compatibility of the original soul?

He had no way out.

Because his body had already been shattered by Lin Qing.

Once squeezed out, unless he immediately comprehended the method of spiritual cultivation, his soul would surely wither at the speed of light without the support of the flesh.

Apart from seizing a new body, he had no other way to survive.

"Beast?"

Win Wuque laughed in anger. "You, an old beast, gave birth to me, a little beast. Isn't that normal? Don't think I don't know. You always thought my mother had an affair with another man. Today, confirming that I am your true son, shouldn't you be happy? Hahaha."

He laughed wildly, but his logic was exceptionally clear.

The scene of fatherly love and filial piety today seemed to have been seen on Win Wuji.

Now, he wanted to do the same thing as Win Wuji.

That was to kill Win Yue, the old Biedeng.

When the strange blood resonance occurred just now, he felt that something was wrong. The feeling of his soul being seized was only a moment, but it made him feel a life-threatening crisis.

He didn't understand what was going on, but he reflexively thought of the Clear Heart Secret Art that Bai Jie had found for him.

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Unexpectedly, as soon as he used it, his entire soul fell silent. Although a part of it was still destroyed, it was basically unharmed compared to being destroyed and seized.

Take it back!

Take back his body.

Because a part of his soul had been destroyed, he felt a bit weak when seizing it back, but the process was steadily progressing. As long as a little more time passed, he would definitely be able to take it back.

The more determined he was, the more uncertain Win Yue became.

At first, it was his arm and throat that were out of control, and now more and more parts of his body were losing control.

He couldn't help it and sternly reprimanded, "With your current state, even if you ascend to the throne, how can you govern Kingdom Qian!"

Win Wuque cursed, "Didn't you praise me in the court, saying that I would definitely become the ruler of Kingdom Qian? Are all your words just nonsense?"

Win Yue's mouth twitched. "Do you believe everything I say? Unable to achieve in literature or martial arts, what can you compare with that bastard, Win Wuji? That bastard is as pitiful as a stray dog, and you are no match for him. If I hand Kingdom Qian over to you, it will only lead to the destruction of the country and you being trampled underfoot by Win Wuji. Wuque! The blood flowing in your body was given by me. Listen to me and give this body back to me! I only have two sons, and you are the worst one. If you want to avenge that bastard, Win Wuji, then give your body to me! This is your only hope!"

"Shut up!"

"Shut up!"

"Damn it!"

Win Wuque was so angry that he was about to go crazy. Since he had practiced next to the Emperor's corpse, he had completely lost the emotion of fear. But Win Wuji was still like a dark cloud covering the sun, making it hard for him to breathe. Fortunately, with Win Yue's help, he could barely stand up. Even after two consecutive failures, he was not crushed.

He was like a cripple, relying on Win Yue as a crutch to stand up straight. But now, that crutch had broken, and it was hitting the good leg of the cripple.

Because apart from the part of fear, his soul had long been traumatized, and now, due to the injury from Win Yue's secret art, his whole soul was oozing with hostility, as if he was about to be engulfed by it.Ying Yue saw this scene and couldn't help but sneer. Ying Wuque's path of cultivation was arranged by him, and it was the path he had walked when he was young. How could he not be aware of Ying Wuque's weakness? The attack on the soul and the seizure of the body had weakened the offensive power.

He finally stabilized and continued, "Wuque, give up. You are not worthy of this body. Let your father take over. In a few years, the one who will behead Wuji will be Wuque, and the king who will rule the world will also be Wuque. For eternity, no one will dare to disrespect or slander your name.

Isn't this what you've always wanted?"

As he spoke, Ying Wuque's soul became more and more chaotic, closer and closer to the edge of collapse. But then, Lin Qing suddenly spoke, "But all these things were done by you, the cuckold king. What does it have to do with Wuque?"

Ying Yue: "???"