"That child was you, Shen Yanxiao." Mo Yuxun looked at Shen Yanxiao, his eyes filled with extremely complicated emotions.

"If it hadn't been for your timely appearance, I would have died because I couldn't bear the soul of the War God. Before me, several experimental subjects with the blood of seven races had died when they were integrated with the bloodline of the gods. It’s just that when they died, their bodies exploded directly without affecting the soul of the War God; it was different for you. When everyone thought you were dead, the soul of the War God also disappeared. Lord Ouyang had only one War God to use in racial integration experiments. Without the soul of the War God, the integration of the god’s bloodline could no longer take place." Without the original source, the blood of a god, there would be no more mandatory integration; Mo Yuxun finally escaped calamity and survived.

Had it not been for Shen Yanxiao, he would have died long ago.

"I didn't think you would still be alive. When Lord Ouyang told me that you were still alive, my emotions were very complicated. I know that Lord Ouyang will do whatever it takes to get you back, and then you will become a puppet. But on the other hand, I am glad to know that my savior is still living in the world." Mo Yuxun's cold face raised a slight smile, which softened his chilly face a bit. He looked like a young man bathed in the sunshine, filled with youthfulness, rather than a victim of a cruel experiment.

"Sorry; my savior, Lord Ouyang, created me and gave me life. I can't disobey his orders. And you have saved my life, so I can't kill you, either. Your victory today will finally set me free." Mo Yuxun took a deep breath, as if he had finally vented the bitterness that had been in his heart for a long time.

"Shen Yanxiao, you have graced me with this life. Let me tell you something."

"What is it?" Shen Yanxiao looked at Mo Yuxun and felt a slight sense of foreboding.

"Not long ago, all the research bases on the Storm Continent were abandoned by Lord Ouyang, and all the alchemists that were captured were transferred. This place is just a discarded garbage dump. All the experimental subjects you see today are only semi-finished products with two or three kinds of bloodlines which Lord Ouyang has abandoned here. The power of the experimental subjects under the control of Lord Ouyang is beyond your estimation. Those that are like me, experimental subjects that are integrated with the blood of the seven races... Lord Ouyang still has a lot of them in his hands. If possible, I never want you to face him. Lord Ouyang can kill you at any time; he already has several experimental subjects that have the ability to carry the soul of the War God. You are no longer indispensable to him. He made an agreement with Satan. Satan capturing you is all Lord Ouyang’s idea. Lord Ouyang promised to integrate Satan’s soul into your body while Lord Ouyang wants the soul of the War God that is in your body. " The expression in Mo Yuxun's eyes became very serious.

Shen Yanxiao looked at Mo Yuxun in shock. No wonder she had not heard any news about Ouyang Huanyu these days. It turned out he had been arranging everything from the shadows!

"Didn't you say you wouldn't tell me about Ouyang Huanyu?" The foreboding in Shen Yanxiao's heart became stronger and stronger.

The expression on Mo Yuxun’s face suddenly relaxed and he revealed a smile.

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