Nine Infants waved his long arm, and Mang Jiu's body flew like a ragged doll, tracing an arc straight toward You Wen.
From afar, You Wen saw Mang Jiu's deathly gray face, and his heart sank. By the time he caught Mang Jiu, he had already stopped breathing.
You Wen was frantic. He immediately spread his Spiritual Sense to examine him closely, only to discover in shock that Mang Jiu's True Spirit had long since been completely erased by Nine Infants.
With a casual toss from Nine Infants, Mang Jiu's body flew toward You Wen like a piece of trash, tracing an arc through the air.
The moment You Wen saw Mang Jiu's ashen face, he knew something was wrong.
When he reached out and caught him, he found that he had long since stopped breathing.
Panic rose in You Wen's heart as he hurriedly examined him with his Spiritual Sense, only to find that Nine Infants had not even left behind his True Spirit.
Every moment he had spent with Mang Jiu flashed rapidly through You Wen's mind like a revolving lantern.
You Wen's eyes instantly turned bloodshot. He glared viciously at Nine Infants and roared, "Why are you so ruthless? You wouldn't even spare his True Spirit?"
Nine Infants remained indifferent. The corners of his lips curled into a mocking smile as he said coldly, "Womanly compassion."
At the level of a quasi-saint, it was not impossible to trace events through a True Spirit. Leaving it behind could ultimately lead to one's own death and destruction.
Nine Infants did not consider himself foolish enough to take such a risk.
"Aren't you afraid that one day you'll end up like this too?"
Nine Infants narrowed his eyes at You Wen. "I advise you to be a good crown prince,