Seizing the body?

Hearing this term, Ying Wuji instantly understood. With Lao Bidi's unkind and ungrateful nature, even his own son was nothing more than a tool in his eyes. How could he sacrifice himself and burn his own lifespan for Ying Wuque?

But if it was seizing the body, that would be different.

After all, it was just burning for his own future body.

No matter how much was burned, it was still his own.

It's just that there are very few methods for seizing the body in this world. The most famous one is the "Red Dust All Me" technique. However, this method consumes a lot and has great limitations. In order to seize the body of the same level, it must be limited to the vicinity. Even if the cultivation base is far lower than one's own, it is not possible to seize the body for a long time.

As for other methods of seizing the body, they also have similar restrictions.

He sat down next to Hua Chao, curious, "How did you do it?"

Hua Chao smiled and waved her right hand, and the portrait on the drawing board changed its appearance.

From the lifelike portrait, it turned into a composition of abstract lines.

During this time, she had been studying the art of painting, although progress was slow, with the help of Ying Wuji's vast amount of information, she finally made some progress.

She pointed to two places and asked with a smile, "Wuji, can you see it?"

"Let me take a look..."

Ying Wuji observed carefully and then discovered that these lines were actually divided into two layers, and the logic of the two layers of painting was quite different, but they were cleverly connected. The lines of the lower layer looked very faint and almost invisible compared to the upper layer, but the lower layer subtly shaped the upper layer.

He tentatively asked, "The lower layer is the physical body, and the upper layer is the soul?"

Hua Chao nodded with a smile, "Yes! I have been thinking all along why the physical body and the soul can blend so harmoniously. Later, I felt that the body actually shapes the inside. I have also compared the Red Dust All Me and the Secret Mirror techniques. The reason why the Red Dust technique cannot seize the body on a large scale for a long time is entirely because its soul seed is parasitic and does not fit well with the body.

On the other hand, the mirror image created by the Secret Mirror is completely the projection of the original soul, except for obeying the highest will, there is no conflict with the body.

When you asked me about Qian Wang before, I didn't think about it in terms of seizing the body, because even if it's father and son, their souls are completely different.

It wasn't until I painted Han Juan some time ago."

Han Juan?

Ying Wuji raised his eyebrows. Hua Chao had been very busy during this time, often using painting to try the art of soul transference. Han Juan, the first sword spirit in history, was naturally the focus of her attention.

He asked curiously, "What happened to Han Juan?"

Hua Chao pursed her lips and did not speak, but took out a thick stack of paper from the bookcase and laid it out on the desk.

Over a dozen pages.

All of them were of Han Juan.

Ying Wuji quickly discovered the problem, "Is he changing?"

Although the changes were not significant, each one had undergone subtle changes.

Hua Chao nodded with a smile, "Yes!"

Ying Wuji asked again, "What is the reason for the changes?"

Hua Chao did not answer immediately, but opened another scroll, this one was not of Han Juan, but of Ying Wuji. She pursed her lips and gestured for Ying Wuji to observe it himself.

Ying Wuji observed for a while and fell silent.

Because he found several similar places in his own lines where Han Juan had changed.

When Han Juan was practicing some time ago, it seemed that he had said that he needed to cultivate more, otherwise he would be easily influenced by his own hostility. He had put in a lot of effort to resist this hostility.

Hostility...

Ying Wuji understood, "The state of being a warrior is the integration of man and weapon. Now, the Hanguang Sword can be regarded as a part of my body. If Juanzi becomes a sword spirit, he will be more easily influenced by me.

This is why he has been working hard to resist the changes. If he lets it go, his soul will definitely gradually become closer.

The current Lifelong Fate Wheel Sword of Ying Wuque was forcibly separated from my body by Lao Bidi, and it contains a lot of his essence and soul. When we fought last time, I even felt that there was a sword spirit sprouting in the sword.

So... this behavior is completely for the purpose of reshaping his own soul, in preparation for seizing the body?"

Hua Chao smiled and nodded, "I think it should be very close."

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Ying Wuji couldn't help but click his tongue, "Tsk tsk... this father and son pair is really interesting."

Thinking back now, Lao Bidi had never believed in anyone, but he probably didn't plan to seize the body from the beginning.

The turning point might have been when Ying Wuque lost in the Sword Immortal Conference. Ying Wuque, how should I put it, was not a mediocre person. His cultivation and martial arts skills were outstanding, and his military skills were at least the average level of an excellent general. I won't comment on his political affairs because I don't understand them very well.

But his character...

It's a bit lacking.

Anyway, if it were Ying Yue, he definitely wouldn't look down on him.

Seizing the body had almost become a matter of course.

But where did Ying Yue get this method of seizing the body?

The Ying and Zhao families are of the same origin. If the Qian Wang family has it, there is no reason why the Li Wang family wouldn't. But I have already read through all the books of the Li Wang family and have never found any secret method of seizing the body.

And this kind of technique is somewhat evil, so it's unlikely to appear among the descendants of Zhuan Xu.

So...

When Ying Wuque was practicing the art of soul transference, did he contact Danqing or Ji Tong?But before, Danqing's mind was full of reviving Qingyi. Strictly speaking, he was not under Ji Tong, but more like a company outsourcing the revival business for my teaching. He should not be interested in the internal affairs of the dynasty, so Lao Biding should still be in direct contact with Ji Tong.

No wonder the two of them had worked together so closely before, and this explanation makes sense.

But what is the specific process of seizing the house, he really doesn't know.

Ying Wuji rubbed his chin: "Is there a way to stop it?"

One is cold-blooded and ruthless, who has been in a high position for many years, and is the old Biding who has been fighting against the three countries of Qian, Yan, and Rong.

One is slightly mentally unstable, with little experience in all aspects, the young Biding.

Who would be more advantageous for me to be the King of Qian.

You can think of it with your toes.

Hua Chao pondered for a long time and said uncertainly: "If the two souls have similar strengths, it is certain that the original soul has a higher degree of fit, and it is very difficult to forcibly seize the house, and the danger is also extremely high. If the King of Qian really wants to seize the house, he will definitely find a way to destroy Ying Wuque's soul, and cannot harm this place..."

Her fingers fell on the place where the upper and lower lines were most closely connected.

It's the brain.

Ying Wuji grinned: "Isn't the difficulty a bit high?"

Destroying the soul without harming the brain is too difficult with external force.

Even if Ying Wuji simultaneously mastered the Red Dust All Me and the Illusion Mirror, he was not sure to achieve this.

No wonder Hua Chao answered the question without answering, and did not say a way to stop it, completely because the matter itself is extremely difficult, and I don't know where to stop it.

Hua Chao pondered for a moment and said, "If you want to seize a normal person, it is indeed very difficult, but Ying Wuque was drawn out by Danqing, and only the original self can use his own blood.

Other parts have his own blood, and others' blood. If another part of this blood is taken out and activated by secret method, it can completely destroy the corresponding lines through resonance.

And with other methods to destroy Ying Wuque's will, and let his soul collapse on its own, it is not difficult.

Danqing drew Ying Wuque, and all the blood was provided by the King of Qian. He should have many methods.

To stop this, just destroy this secret method.

This secret method is part of Danqing's soul, but I am not familiar with it..."

Ying Wuji smiled: "It doesn't matter! Sister Hua Chao, you can record this part, and I will try to see if there is any way to deal with it."

"Okay!"

Hua Chao smiled gently and quietly wrote it down with a pen.

Ying Wuji seemed thoughtful.

From a personal point of view, the survival or death of these two people is meaningless to him.

But looking at the Kingdom of Qian, letting Ying Wuque, this person with an abnormal mind, become the King of Qian, is actually more beneficial than harmful.

At this critical juncture, if we fight, it is not impossible to destroy this father and son at the same time.

But there will be two problems.

First, both of them are masters of the Wushen realm, and the price to be paid may be very high.

Second, the horror of the Kingdom of Qian lies in the system, not in the masters and kings. Even if this father and son disappear, the royal family will select a new king to continue to drive this war machine, and the impact will not be great.

There is also the point that Lao Biding left a base for Xiao Biding, all of which are his own people.

So in Ying Wuji's mind, Ying Wuque is the best choice for the King of Qian.

Ying Wuque, oh Ying Wuque!

Stand up for me!

...

A few days later.

Kingdom of Qian Palace.

"How is it?"

Ji Tong had a faint smile on his face, and in front of him was the withered Ying Yue.

Ying Yue raised his eyelids, although his voice was a bit weak, he still had the demeanor of a king. He said indifferently, "Very good! The strength of Emperor Zhuanxu's body has pleasantly surprised me. It's just that it has given these impulsive and irritable young people who do not know the overall situation, which is a bit of a waste."

Ji Tong smiled.

He had been staying in the Kingdom of Qian these days.

If I remember correctly, when Ying Wuque returned to the court a few days ago, Ying Yue praised him for being calm and resolute, and putting the overall situation first.

Compared with today's evaluation, it is completely another extreme.

This King of Qian is really interesting.

But also, Emperor Zhuanxu's body is the product of the creation of heaven and earth, and it is top-notch in the human race. Even he, as a sage, cannot help but admire it.

Not to mention this dying old man Ying Yue?

If he were faced with the same situation, with the same body in front of him, he would not hesitate to be moved.

It's just a pity.

The conditions to be met are too harsh.

Ji Tong smiled faintly: "The secret method has been given to you. This time, consider it a favor you owe me. I hope you will remember the friendship in the future, and we will join hands to unify the world. In the past, I predicted that the Kingdom of Qian would easily unify the world, but it could not last for several generations. My path of the sage is the good medicine for the Kingdom of Qian.

If the alliance finally wins, as long as you honor my path of the sage as a national policy, I will still regard you as the lord of the world!"

Ying Yue's pale eyebrows moved, looking quite surprised. He had discussed the alliance with Ji Tong before, but the conditions were quite limited because everyone had their own interests.

But listening to Ji Tong's current statement...

He is willing to regard himself as the lord of the world?

"What? Don't believe it?"Ji Tong smiled faintly, "It seems that you still don't understand the Saint. Since the day of becoming a Saint, the lifelong goal of the Saint is to make his own path of the Saint become a new order. If the order can be established, life and death are insignificant."

As he spoke, he set up a formation, and with the heart of the Saint, he swore and repeated his previous words.

Then he looked at Ying Yue, "It's your turn!"

Ying Yue was still somewhat shocked, never expecting that he would really think this way. After hesitating for a moment, he sacrificed a drop of blood and made a blood oath to Zhuanxu.

The two of them looked at each other for a while, both showing brilliant smiles.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Ying Yue couldn't help but cough a few times, a hint of flush appearing on his pale cheeks, and with a complicated expression, he waved his hand, "I just don't know if I can live to see that day!"

This body is too weak. Ying Wuque, that filial son, had no restraint when absorbing his energy and blood for the sake of cultivation and the throne.

This feeling of weakness made him a little panicked.

Ji Tong smiled, "Don't worry! Weakness is only temporary. Back then, Danqing helped you to transfer your soul, actually transferring half of your lifespan to Ying Wuque. Now, you are just transferring the other half, and although the process is a bit draining, it's not much. As long as you successfully take over the body, everything of Ying Wuque's will be yours!"

"Very well!"

Ying Yue's tone was quite calm, but his eyes were full of longing.

Although he was old, his ambition had never changed.

He had two sons.

Both were the Zhuanxu Emperor's bodies that everyone envied, born for the turbulent times.

One son was scatterbrained, although quite clever, he lacked the ambition of an emperor, and there was also a scheming maternal clan.

The other son was decisive, but narrow-minded and prone to extremes.

His energy!

The unfairness of the heavens. Clearly, he had become the strongest warrior, but he was still abandoned by the times.

The second-grade spirit fetus that once terrified everyone, now at most, was just average. And these young people with exceptional talent, their characters were worse than one another.

But still.

It was these young people with all sorts of problems who made rapid progress in their cultivation. In just a few years, they caught up to the old folks like him.

The Emperor's body...

Handing it over to these little brats was simply a waste.

If he remembered correctly, back then, Danqing said that he and Wuque had twenty years of lifespan left, which added up to forty years.

Forty years.

Relying on the Kingdom Qian that he could control as easily as lifting a finger, and the Zhuanxu Emperor's body of the Saint-grade spirit fetus, what was there to stop him from unifying the world?

Who could stop him then?

Thinking of this, Ying Yue's thin and frail body trembled with excitement.

In order to ensure a smooth future, he had already made all the preparations for Wuque.

Just waiting to take over.

He would be able to live a second life!

Ying Yue looked at the sky, slowly stood up, and said calmly, "I'm going to assist Wuque in cultivation, so I won't see you off!"

After speaking, he just looked quietly at Ji Tong.

Ji Tong knew that at this critical moment, he didn't want anyone threatening around him, so he stood up readily, "In that case, Ji will take his leave!"

With a faint smile, he turned around, took a step forward, and disappeared directly into the air.

Ying Yue thought for a moment, looked at the mirror with his hands behind his back.

He saw the old man in the mirror, like dry firewood in front of a farmhouse, easily broken with a touch, an excellent fuel for cooking and heating. So...

"Wuque, is the father in your heart also this kind of fuel?"

Ying Yue smiled meaningfully, then left with his hands behind his back.

...

In another palace.

Ying Wuque sat cross-legged, and it took a long time for him to slowly open his eyes and look curiously at Bai Jie, "Bai Jie! What kind of secret technique is this? It feels so amazing."

Some time ago, Bai Jie said that when he was checking the Bai family's secret library, he suddenly found a secret technique for cultivating the spirit.

He happened to discover that his own hostility had been somewhat out of control recently, so he specially presented it to him.

Bai Jie asked, "How does Your Highness feel?"

Ying Wuque was quite satisfied, "Not bad, not bad, it feels great! When cultivating, it feels like the whole soul has become silent. Although the memories are still there, the emotions carried in the memories are completely unfelt. It is indeed a spiritual cultivation technique!"

During this time, he became more and more satisfied with Bai Jie.

Before, he used to despise Bai Jie for being too feminine, but when he fought with Chu Jun and Han Jun, Bai Jie showed extraordinary bravery.

He was a real man.

Worthy of being with a true man like himself.

It was a misunderstanding before. Bai Jie had just become more attentive and considerate, and had nothing to do with being feminine.

Bai Jie smiled slightly and didn't say anything. This secret technique was given to him by Ying Wuji, and it was only suitable for the Danqing. When activated, all the blood integrated into the soul would become silent, losing a great deal of external response, and emotional silence was just a byproduct.

However...

No one could guarantee how much effect it could really have.

After all, this secret technique was created by Ying Wuji based on the soul-transferring technique of Danqing. It was only confirmed to be effective for now.

At this moment, a sharp and clear voice came from outside the door.

"The King has arrived!"

"My father is here!"

Ying Wuque couldn't help but burst into laughter. This was the day that Ying Yue had promised to help him with his seclusion and teach him the technique of externalizing the body.Bai Jie was also quite pleased: "It seems that Young Master Wuji's words and actions have completely cut off His Majesty's thoughts."

Ying Wuque nodded slightly, knowing that the thoughts he mentioned were hovering above the crown prince's position. It was because Ying Wuji showed special determination that even though he only took back two cities from Han Guo, Ying Yue still highly praised him.

In the past few days, Bai Jie's evaluation of Ying Yue has become more friendly, making Ying Wuque feel more and more that his previous words of apparent provocation were just out of concern.

The two of them went to the door to greet.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

"Mm!"

Ying Yue looked at the two of them and smiled kindly, "Wuque, have you rested well these days? Have your injuries recurred?"

Ying Wuque quickly replied, "Reporting to Your Majesty, the injuries have already healed, and I am fully energized and ready to cultivate at any time."

"Very good!"

Ying Yue nodded, "Let's go! Cultivate with me. Among the several great divine abilities, you have yet to learn the external incarnation. Once you achieve it today, you will no longer fear Wuji, the troublemaker, on the battlefield in the future!"

"Mm!"

Ying Wuque nodded heavily, but hesitated, "But, Your Majesty, your health..."

Ying Yue laughed heartily, "I'm an old bone. If I can fulfill your role as the ruler before I die, then I will have made the most of my life!"

Ying Wuque was deeply moved, "Your Majesty!"

The father and son looked at each other.

A touching scene of fatherly love and filial piety.

Then, Ying Yue took Ying Wuque to the secret room for cultivating divine abilities, leaving Bai Jie outside alone.

Many experts from the royal family guarded the outside of the secret room.

Even if Ji Tong came, he wouldn't be able to disturb them in the slightest.

The father and son didn't say much, and as soon as they arrived, they immediately sat down cross-legged.

It was still the Qian Clan's self-created method of empowerment, which was extremely effective but required a great deal of energy and vitality.

But Ying Yue was very generous and did not hesitate to use his own lifespan.

Ying Wuque was somewhat moved.

But he accepted it calmly.

He didn't stop Ying Yue at all.

Time passed bit by bit.

The energy and vitality in Ying Wuque's body became more and more intense, and his soul became more and more full. Even the sword in his body seemed to have a faint feeling of a sword spirit awakening.

On the other hand, Ying Yue's already withered body became even more like dry firewood.

His eyes became even more cloudy, devoid of any luster.

After a long time, the cultivation finally stopped.

Ying Yue barely held onto the ground with both hands and weakly asked, "Wuque, how is it?"

Ying Wuque was very excited, "Reporting to Your Majesty, I have gained enlightenment!"

"Very good!"

Ying Yue nodded in satisfaction. Although he was already somewhat out of breath, all his thoughts were still focused on Ying Wuque.

He stood up tremblingly, excitedly saying, "Quick! Let me take a look!"

"Yes!"

Ying Wuque quickly took out a wooden figure and condensed his true energy into fine threads to replicate all the meridians in his body in just a few breaths of time.

Then, with a surge of true energy, the wooden figure quickly expanded and turned into a real body, looking exactly like Ying Wuque.

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

Ying Yue exclaimed in excitement, pointing at two iron puppets not far away, "Quick! Let me see how well you can control the incarnation. The puppet on the left should only shatter the outer layer, while the inside should only shatter the limbs. The puppet on the right should have no external damage, but the inside should be completely shattered! Both palms must strike at the same time without any interval!"

"Yes!"

Ying Wuque's incarnation was very excited as he walked over.

He moved his hands and didn't feel anything different from his main body. Although Ying Yue's request was not simple, he felt that he had no problem fulfilling it.

The external incarnation was truly so magical!

Now that I have mastered three divine abilities, I am only one step away from becoming a sage!

He glanced at the iron puppets in front of him and felt a strange emotion coming from them. It seemed like he sensed a hint of fear from them.

But he didn't think much of it, thinking it was just his imagination.

After all, how could iron puppets have emotions?

He took a deep breath.

Both palms struck at the same time.

Then.

"Clang!"

"Thud!"

Two sounds, one crisp and one dull, rang out at the same time.

The puppet on the right made a dull sound, with no damage to the outer shell, but there was a strange sound coming from inside, as if flesh and blood were flowing.

The outer shell of the puppet on the left instantly exploded, revealing a figure inside. The figure collapsed to the ground as soon as it appeared, with all four limbs limp, as if they had been broken, and this person was looking at Ying Wuque with fear and pain.

Ying Wuque was also dumbfounded and quickly squatted down to support the person, "Mother?"

The person inside was none other than Lin Qing.

Lin Qing's acupoints were obviously sealed, and her lips trembled for a long time without saying a word, just looking at the other iron puppet with despair and pain.

Ying Wuque's heart jumped violently, and he quickly split open the outer shell of the other iron puppet.

Then, a man who was completely soft and rotten like mud flowed out from inside.

The skin was intact, but the bones and internal organs inside had been crushed into pieces, and fresh blood was gushing out from all seven orifices. From his face, it was clear that this person was...Tie Niu!At this moment, Tieniu's eyes were wide open, filled with grief, as if he couldn't die any more.

Fresh blood.

Obviously just died.

And the killer...

Ying Wuque only heard a "boom" in his mind, and he lost the ability to think.

The suppressed hostility once again showed signs of losing control.

But he forcibly suppressed it, quickly released the acupoints sealed on Lin Qing's body.

Trembling, he asked, "Mother, mother! What's going on?"

Lin Qing burst into tears, turned to Ying Yue, and said in a mournful voice, "Your Majesty! What have my son and I done to wrong you? Why do you treat us like this?"

She didn't know what was going on.

She only remembered the confusion and fear when Ying Yue sealed her acupoints and embedded her in the Xuantie puppet.

When she saw Tieniu being embedded in another one, the confusion disappeared, but the fear multiplied several times.

When she heard Ying Yue's order to Ying Wuque's external incarnation, this fear soared to its peak, and she... could only watch, not to mention speaking out to stop it, she didn't even have the qualification to ask Ying Yue.

Upon hearing Lin Qing's words, Ying Wuque also looked at Ying Yue, not concealing the fierce color in his eyes at all. The last time Tieniu "died" was caused by himself, so he had many nightmares. Now, the nightmare reappeared, and Tieniu was beaten into minced meat by his own hands, lying paralyzed next to him.

Even his own mother's limbs were shattered by him, with no possibility of recovery, and she could only spend the rest of her life in bed.

Fear, guilt, and anger intertwined, making him feel like kneeling on the ground and vomiting.

This kind of loss of control of the soul had only appeared next to the Emperor's corpse before, and now it erupted again due to various factors.

Ying Yue, however, smiled calmly, "The beloved concubine has given birth to a son for me. What have I done wrong to the beloved concubine? It's just another opportunity for the beloved concubine to help me achieve great things... "

After speaking, a few drops of fresh blood floated in the palm of his hand.

With a small amount of true energy gently stimulated.

"Boom!"

As if it was the sound of a heartbeat.

On the other side, Ying Wuque's pupils suddenly dispersed, and his external incarnation disappeared in an instant. His true body fell to the ground in pain, as if he had lost his soul.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

This kind of heartbeat-like sound became more and more urgent, each time bringing great pain to Ying Wuque, as if something was being stripped from his soul.

Lin Qing watched with eyes wide open, but with all her limbs disabled, she couldn't do anything to resist, and could only curse and cry miserably on the side.

This sound reached Ying Wuque's ears, adding to his pain.

Ying Yue's face, however, became even more radiant with a smile.

He could see that Ying Wuque was resisting, but all resistance was in vain.

This kind of secret technique, derived from the Danqing Duhun, was something that no Danqing practitioner could withstand.

Watching Ying Wuque's struggle become smaller and smaller, and the miserable howling had stopped at some point, he finally showed a hint of pity on his face.

After Ying Wuque stopped struggling.

Ying Yue finally stood up, trembling, and walked to Lin Qing's side. His withered right hand gently stroked Lin Qing's face, "Qing'er, I'm sorry for you once..."

Before he could finish his words, he stopped abruptly, and fell to the ground, losing the last trace of life.

It was because Lin Qing suddenly rose up and smashed his throat with her head.

She was full of resentment, completely unaware of what he was doing, only knowing that her husband, who had been infatuated with her and had only achieved success after many years, was now trying to kill their son.

She wanted to kill Ying Yue.

And now it was obvious that she had succeeded.

But after succeeding, she became confused.

What had happened, and why had her husband and son both died in the blink of an eye?

But at this moment.

A bright light shone from Ying Wuque's body, and the Luoluo sword appeared and disappeared. His body, which had already fallen into silence, suddenly trembled violently.

Lin Qing's eyes suddenly regained a glimmer of light, both worried and excited, "Wuque, Wuque! You're not dead, what's wrong with you, don't scare your mother!"

Ying Wuque didn't reply, but let out a painful roar, his body trembling uncontrollably, the tremors becoming more and more intense.

Suddenly, there was a moment.

He stopped trembling, and his whole person became calm.

Then... he slowly stood up.

"Wuque..."

Lin Qing was overjoyed, but when she saw Ying Wuque's cold and familiar eyes, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

It was at this moment that she finally understood what Ying Yue wanted to do.

"Success..."

Ying Yue's voice was hoarse, and he pulled out a terrifying smile at Lin Qing, "Qing'er, thank you for your hard work. This body... is great! I can have a second life, all thanks to you!"

Lin Qing: "..."

The bone-chilling cold invaded every pore of her body.

She had never dreamed that the man she had spent her whole life scheming to obtain would turn out to be such a devil.

Ying Yue closed his eyes, greedily feeling the power of Emperor Zhuanxu's body and the strong blood of the sacred fetus...

Wait!

His face suddenly stiffened, and he looked extremely ugly in an instant.

Where was the blood?

The twenty years of life span that he had transferred through the Danqing Duhun?

```Where has the vital energy that I infused with the crown-filling technique gone?

The secret art of Danqing contains a method to perceive one's lifespan, which he had only recently mastered. At this moment, the vital energy within his body was indeed active, but in reality, it had already bottomed out, leaving only a shallow layer.

To say forty years would be an overestimate; perhaps not even ten years remained.

Ying Yue was dumbfounded, having no idea where his lifespan had gone. He forcefully searched Ying Wuque's memories, his expression growing increasingly ugly.

"Unfilial son!"

"Unfilial son!"

"To think you would seek such a wicked art behind my back!"

Ying Yue trembled with rage, wanting to find the origin of this sacrificial lifespan secret technique.

But when he searched the memories again, he encountered fierce resistance.

A surge of extreme violence rose from the depths of his soul.

His right hand, out of control, lifted and punched his own face.

And from his mouth,

came a voice he did not expect: "Get out of my body! Old Bi Deng!"

Ying Yue: "???"