"you--"
Zhao Lingzhen was horrified. It was not until this moment that he realized that all this was Li Lingge's plan.
He wanted to take over Li Lingge's body, but Li Lingge wanted his identity as the third prince.
"What do you want?"
Li Lingge leaned forward slightly and said meaningfully.
"Can you take a guess?"
He pressed his palm on Zhao Lingzhen's forehead, and there was a hint of coldness in his tone.
"From now on, I will be the Third Prince, and everything in the Tiansheng Dynasty will fall into my hands."
The foundation of the Tiansheng Dynasty is not inferior to that of the Taisu Divine Sect. If he can control the Tiansheng Dynasty in his hands, why should he continue to stay in the Zixiao Divine Realm?
Zhao Lingzhen's residual soul trembled violently in Li Lingge's palm, like a poisonous snake being pinched by seven inches.
It was not until this moment that he finally saw the creepy calculation in the eyes of this seemingly gentle young man in front of him.
"You, you knew I would come to take over my body?!"
Zhao Lingzhen's voice was distorted by fear.
"How come the power of Demon Ancestor Rāhu is in your body?"
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Li Lingge's lips, and the five fingers of his right hand slowly closed.
The dark golden soul-searching secret pattern spread from his fingertips and pierced into Zhao Lingzhen's soul like a living thing.
Each line carries a chilling chill, which is the soul-searching technique that integrates the original power of Luohou.
"It's too late for the Third Prince to figure it out now." Li Lingge's voice was as gentle as if he was talking about the weather.
"ah--"
Zhao Lingzhen suddenly let out a shrill soul howl. The soul-searching secret pattern had touched the restriction in the deepest part of his memory. It was the unique soul imprint of the royal family of the Tiansheng Dynasty.
But at this moment, under the erosion of Rahu's power, those imprints are crumbling.
Li Lingge closed his eyes and concentrated, a flood of memories flooding back:
"Stop! Please, stop!"
Zhao Lingzhen's soul began to become transparent, and his voice was filled with unprecedented fear.
"I'll tell you whatever you want. I'll give you the secrets of the dynasty and the techniques that protect the nation!"
Li Lingge suddenly opened his eyes, and his right pupil shone brightly with a scarlet glow.
He saw the most crucial memory: the way to open the altar of the ancestral land of the Tiansheng Dynasty required the imperial dragon energy hidden deep in Zhao Lingzhen's soul!
"What I want is your identity."
The five fingers suddenly clenched together, and the final soul-searching secret pattern drilled into the soul core like a poisonous snake.
Zhao Lingzhen let out a scream that was not like a human voice. He felt that every trace of his existence was being savagely plundered.
Not only the memories, but even the most subtle habitual movements, the trembling of the eyebrows when speaking, and even the instinctive awe when facing the father, were all copied exactly.
Li Lingge suddenly moved close to the remnant soul that was so transparent that it was almost dissipating, and his voice was so gentle that it was creepy.
"Don't worry, your mother, your princess, and your daughter, I will take good care of them for you."
As if he had thought of something, he added another sentence.
"Oh, and there's also Nangong Qingxue, the goddess of Taiqing Palace, the white moonlight you've always loved but never gotten."
Zhao Lingzhen's soul suddenly froze, and then he burst into a final struggle.
"You beast! If you dare to touch a hair of Qingxue, I will become a ghost—"
Bang!
Li Lingge pressed his head down and knocked it to the ground.
"You're not even qualified to be a ghost."
After doing everything, he turned around and no longer looked at Zhao Lingzhen, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog.
"I will let you watch Nangong Qingxue kneel at my feet and watch how she degenerates from a goddess to my plaything."
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outside world.
Li Lingge suddenly opened his eyes, looked up at Zhao Qiwen, and his tone was filled with excitement.
"Uncle, I succeeded."
Hearing this, Zhao Qiwen was delighted, but he did not go forward to recognize him directly. Instead, he looked cautiously at the Xuanbing God Emperor standing beside him.
The Xuanbing God Emperor nodded and spoke with a firm tone.
"Li Lingge's soul has been obliterated. This is the Third Prince."
"No!"
Yin Shuiyue rushed to Li Lingge, grabbed her collar and shouted hysterically.
"Give me back my master, give me back my master!"
The eyes of the Medicine King God were dim and unclear, because he knew very well that if Li Lingge's soul really dissipated.
The power that controls his soul should also disappear.
But at this moment, he still couldn't control his body, and the rune chains that Li Lingge left in his soul showed no signs of disappearing.
Therefore, he could conclude that the person in front of him was still Li Lingge.
Although I don’t know what Li Lingge wants to do, I’m afraid that the soul of the real Third Prince is in danger.
In order to avoid revealing any flaws, Li Lingge could only clamp Yin Shuiyue's throat.
"If you are willing to continue to be my slave, I might consider keeping you by my side."
Yin Shuiyue was shaking with anger.
"You're dreaming!"
Li Lingge slowly loosened his hand, and then pushed hard.
"Then get out of here."
Li Lingge took a step forward, and the next moment he appeared on the star field ship of the Xuandan Divine Realm.
He first bowed to the other four God Emperors, his tone deliberately revealing a hint of respect.
"Thank you very much for your help this time. In the future, if you have any needs for elixirs, please feel free to come to me."
Seeing that there was nothing unusual in his words and deeds, Zhao Qiwen gradually felt relieved.
This was his nephew, there was no doubt about it.
The four Divine Emperors nodded slightly.
"You are too polite, Third Prince."
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