"Zheng'er, don't blame your father, blame... blame that damned Ye Zhen!"
"It was him who pushed us to this point, it was him who forced your father to do this!" The Spiritual Power Giant Hand formed by the Primal Spirit of the Blue-scaled Dragon King clutched the Innate Divine Soul just extracted from his son Ao Zheng's head, his face contorted with a sinister grin.
"Even if your father doesn't take your body, once the news of your father's loss of his body spreads, countless others will rush to seize your father's throne.
Without your father, you won't live much longer, and your end will be extremely tragic!"
"It's not that your father is heartless, but the bodies of other Water Demons are far too different from our Dragon Clan. If your father were to take their bodies, both his cultivation and combat power would drop significantly."
