Before the Ning residence, the atmosphere was grave.
Song Jianping secretly rejoiced. He had not revealed why the Ning Family wanted to kill him to silence him, but after invoking his status as a member of the royal family, the Ning Family's several Divine Martial Grandmasters once again wore murderous expressions.
Because whether it was the Ning Family secrets he knew or the Ning Family's audacious attempt to kill a royal family member, either matter would spell utter ruin for the Ning Family and could not be leaked in the slightest.
With those words, he had once again pushed the person holding him onto the razor's edge of the Ning Family's attempt to silence him.
Wei Fan looked at Song Jianping's divine soul in his hand, his expression indifferent. "Answer when I ask you something. You're trying to play tricks with me, even using the Chu Royal Family to threaten me?"
Bang!
As he spoke, he gave a slight tremor of power, and one of Song Jianping's divine soul arms shattered, turning into energy and dissipating.
Song Jianping, who had been feeling smug, immediately howled. His face twisted in agony. At that moment, he knew he had encountered a ruthless opponent. Even the Ning Family's three Divine Martial Grandmasters looked surprised.
"Damn it! You actually dared injure my divine soul!"
Song Jianping's face was filled with venom. Only his divine soul remained, and he needed to possess another body in order to be reborn.
But even with an intact divine soul, rebirth through possession carried immense risks. Now that his divine soul had been injured, the risk of failure had increased even further.
With another tremor of power from Wei Fan, Song Jianping's other arm shattered as well. "One more word of nonsense, and there'll be no need for the