Xiaomu was still worried: "However, Duanmu Jing's soul is unstable. I'm afraid that if I don't operate it properly, it will be self-defeating."

"Just do it, Grandmaster will watch." Mo Heng encouraged.

"Is his soul still intact?"

"He has committed no crimes in the human world and can be reincarnated smoothly. Even if he goes to the underworld, his soul will be repaired. Therefore, people in the underworld have many ways to deal with this kind of thing."

Xiaomu felt confident now and nodded. There was a master who was more powerful than his mother, so there was nothing to worry about.

He raised his head and chest, and walked towards the impostor with a serious look on his face.

When the others saw Xiaomu's movements, they all held their breath and stared at Xiaomu closely, not daring to express their anger.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became more solemn.

Wang Qian noticed the sudden change in the atmosphere and was a little confused. Looking at the tall and handsome young man with special temperament standing in front of him, he was confused: "You..."

Xiaomu showed great aura, looked down at Wang Qian, and said coldly: "Wang Qian, you have occupied someone else's body for so long, it's time to pay back."

Wang Qian's ears rang. He stood up in shock and took several steps back: "What do you want to do?"

He glanced at the people around him and realized that he had been exposed.

Li Qiming followed beside him and laughed when he heard the words: "Why, of course I want you to leave this body. I have occupied it for so long. It's time to pay it back."

When Wang Qian heard this, his eyes instantly became fierce, like a wild dog that had been stepped on, ready to bite someone at any time, with a sharp voice: "Don't come over here. If you come over again, I will destroy this body. No one wants it. Now it's like this."

This body belongs to me, and if I don’t go out, no one can do anything to me.”

Mrs. Duanmu's eyes were red and she said harshly: "You thief, please return my son's body to him quickly."

"Your son is gone a long time ago. If it weren't for me, this body would have been cremated a long time ago. How could it still be here? It's just a core change! This body is bleeding from your Duanmu family, no matter who lives in it.

Whoever they are, they are all your sons. I can still use this body to carry on the family lineage for your Duanmu family!"

The more Wang Qian said, the more reasonable he felt: "If I am gone, then there will be no hope."

The more Li Qiming listened, the more shocked he became: "This man is so shameless."

"You are talking nonsense. Your son is here. He would not have become like this in the first place. It is all because of you, a thief, who harmed him." Mrs. Duanmu scolded.

Wang Qian was stunned when he heard this. He searched the room with his eyes and shouted in panic: "Who is here?"

Duanmu Jing's soul has been driven away, how could he be here.

Li Qiming looked at Xiaomu and said, "Xiaomu, do it."

Xiaomu didn't wait for Wang Qian to make any further moves, and directly used the soul-fixing talisman, quickly restraining the opponent with his movements, and then pulled out his soul bit by bit.

This scene may seem complicated, but it is extremely fast.

Wang Qian was unable to move for a moment. He could feel that his soul was leaving his body and squeezing out.

His eyes widened and he gasped for air, his eyes full of fear.

"No..." His soul was torn apart, as if it was being put into a meat grinder, and it was about to be minced. He screamed in pain: "Mine, this is my body, don't..."

The sound stopped suddenly.

The body just stood there, with only a painful and ferocious expression on its face, and its eyes gradually closed.
Chapter completed!