Jian Wuque, Simple, To Kill

While Yue Wuzhao's body was shattered, a beam of light penetrated right into his spirit core and implanted a golden mark of the word 'slave' deep within his consciousness.

"What've you done to me?"

After Yue Wuzhao's body recovered, he felt something was obviously off as he stared uneasily at Chu Kuangren.

"From here onwards, your life and death lie in my hand!"

Chu Kuangren said.

With a flicker of his mind, Chu Kuangren tapped into Yue Wuzhao's spirit core and unleashed a pain so intolerable that Yue Wuzhao's face twisted miserably.

Yue Wuzhao felt as if his spirit core could shatter at any moment.

"You… you've enslaved my soul?!"

"Do you have a problem with that?"

Yue Wuzhao took a deep breath, struggling to comprehend the situation.

After all, loyalty was not his primary trait. Otherwise, he would not have revealed the Universe Secret Realm to Chu Kuangren.