Wuque’s move was like an unexpected surprise.0

“Have your injuries healed?” asked Lin Xun.0

“How would they recover so fast?” The ferocious aura around Wuque had long receded, and at that moment, he looked like an untamed youth with a bright smile.0

He stroked his chin in thought, “I’ve recovered around thirty percent of my former strength.”1

Lin Xun’s expression flickered. With only thirty percent of his strength, he managed to kill a fourth level Emperor?0

How powerful was Wuque in his peak state?0

Then he looked at Sword Spirit Yezi who was flying over from a distance, while thinking about the terrifying figure lurking within the Broken Blade...0

It suddenly dawned on him that he had become the weakest one of them…0

Wuque suddenly said aloud, “My Little Master, I may not be able to come out for a long time, unless...”0

“Unless what?” Lin Xun asked. 0

Wuque mumbled awkwardly, coughing every now and then. “Well, Little Master, you know that I have only barely restored some of my former strength after absorbing the essence of quite a few treasures over the years...”0

“Emperor-grade treasures?” Lin Xun understood his hints before...0