Listening to Ji Wuya's sorrowful tale, even though Ling Chen had not experienced it firsthand, he could feel the intensity of the events back then.
Now he realized that when he had seen Xia Jiuyou seizing his father, it must have been the latter's second attempt.
Xia Jiuyou, coveting his father's Sacred Body, had not hesitated to imprison his father for many years, and even captured countless innocent Cultivators to experiment on.
Such crimes, too numerous to be recorded!
Ling Chen's fists were tightly clenched, his fingernails digging deep into his palms, yet he felt not a hint of pain. His eyes blazed with a light of hatred.
After a long while, Ling Chen finally calmed down.
"Your Majesty, thank you!"
Ling Chen gave Ji Wuya a deep bow.
Ji Wuya had once helped rescue his father; as a son, how could he ignore this?
Although he had not rescued his father.
Still, Ji Wuya did extend his helping hand in the end.
