“Why does your tone suck so much? What do you mean, steal? We’re not stealing, we’re taking. Understand?” Long Chen lazily smiled at the furious Hong Yaoyang.

With his connection to Mo Nian, he was able to sense that Mo Nian had finished absorbing the energy of the sword and had moved on to the mortal husk.

However, Long Chen had told him to wait for a moment. The reason he had taken the risk to attack Hong Yaoyang again was to force him off his throne.

Based on Long Chen’s understanding of Leng Yueyan and Ming Cangyue, he knew that the throne was the foundation of their power. If he didn’t kick Hong Yaoyang off the throne, then perhaps it would have been possible for him to stop Mo Nian from taking his mortal husk.

After seeing how infuriated Hong Yaoyang was, Long Chen guessed that he had been correct.

The blood pool and divine sword had lost most of their connection to him before this, but his mortal husk was different. It was his past life. Although he...