Gongzi Yu's voice echoed in the Void Battleground. All the kneeling Derived Immortals heaved a sigh of relief.
As long as they could verify the Thearch's true identity, they would definitely be safe.
All the Derived Immortals could see that this Thearch Zhen Wuyang's true shadow had been sealed for too long. That was why he did not know Gongzi Yu's identity.
Looking at the seven-colored god blood in the air, Zhen Wu Yang's true shadow looked at Gongzi Yu with a serious face. He didn't believe Gongzi Yu at all.
His eyebrows twitched. The cut on his wrist was a little big in his agitation just now. As a result, the god blood did not flow out slowly. Instead, it gushed out like a geyser …
If this continued, he would probably become weak after a while.
"Thearch Father, we will know once we check," Gongzi Yu said nervously. He stretched out his hand.
Zhen Wuyang's true shadow did not hesitate. He waved his hand and took out a drop of god blood.
An unknown aura that was above the Heavenly Dao condensed into a hand. There was a drop of seven-colored god blood in his hand.
Zhen Wuyang looked at his hand. That drop of god blood was like a swallow jumping into his arms. It jumped happily and entered his true shadow in the blink of an eye. It nourished his true shadow.
Retracting his hand, Zhen Wuyang took a deep breath. He looked at Gongzi Yu with a much gentler gaze.
"You said that you are my third son?"
Gongzi Yu was overjoyed. He hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Thearch Father, I am your third son, Gongzi Yu."
Zhen Wuyang's gentle gaze suddenly became sharp again. It was like two Heavenly Daos that forced Gongzi Yu to kneel.
"Then why did you kill your eldest brother?!"
Cold sweat appeared again. However, he quickly cupped his hands and said sorrowfully, "Thearch Father, you don't know.
"Emperor Father, you don't know. Although Gong Ziyan is the eldest brother, he has never done anything that an elder brother should do. He has been extremely cruel to the six of us. Not long ago, he actually did something against the rules."
"He sent a Derived Immortal to kill our fifth brother, Gongzi Mo!"
"Poor fifth brother. His head was chopped off, and his immortal source was shattered!"
Gongzi Yu stood up and said. His eyes were filled with tears. Then, he could not help but cry.
When the True Martial Yang True Shadow heard this, he was so shocked that he couldn't help but clench his fists.
Then, he muttered, "I actually have seven sons?! Zheng 'er actually gave birth to seven children for me? "
"…"
The corners of Gongzi Yu's mouth twitched. It seemed that Zhen Wuyang hadn't noticed that he had been brewing so many emotions …
Soon, Zhen Wuyang came back to his senses and frowned. If what he said was true and the fifth son was killed by Gong Ziyan, then today's matter would be extremely troublesome.
This was a true shadow left behind by the True Martial Sun at its peak. It couldn't last for too long and was already slowly dissipating.
Soon, Zhen Wuyang looked at Jian Wushuang who was kneeling in the void and covered in blood and asked, "Yan 'er, is he telling the truth? Did you send the Derived Immortal to kill my fifth son?"
Jian Wushuang was severely injured by the Transcendent Heavenly Dao in the Azure Feather Bell. As a result, he was still unable to speak.
When Gongzi Yu saw this scene, he hurriedly said, "Emperor Father, you're mistaken. He's not Gong Ziyan. The one behind you is Gong Ziyan!"
Zhen Wuyang was shocked when he heard that. He instinctively looked behind him and saw that other than Jian Wushuang, there was a handsome and flirtatious young man standing behind him.
When their eyes met, Zhen Wuyang quickly frowned.
The young Emperor bowed slowly. "Yan 'er greets Emperor Father."
Without saying anything, he reached out and placed his palm between the young Emperor's eyebrows to check.
Soon, sadness and pain flashed across Zhen Wuyang's eyes.
The young Emperor's physique was so special that it couldn't be concealed at all.
"So Yan 'er, your physique …"
Zhen Wuyang couldn't continue. He turned around and looked at Jian Wushuang who had recovered. "Then which son of mine are you?"
"Emperor Father, you're wrong. He's not the Emperor's son at all. He's Gong Ziyan's Heavenly Official!" Gongzi Yu hurriedly corrected.
When Zhen Wuyang heard that, he frowned and immediately took out a drop of divine blood from Jian Wushuang's body.
That divine blood was mysterious and ever-changing. It presented a kind of hazy color that made it difficult for Derived Immortals to observe its core.
In Zhen Wuyang's palm, Jian Wushuang's divine blood was also moving. It seemed to have some unknown familiarity and probing. However, it didn't merge with Zhen Wuyang's true shadow. Instead, it kept moving around.
"Why do I have a very strong sense of familiarity …"
Zhen Wuyang's true shadow couldn't help but want to remove the aura when he saw the mystic blood in his hand that seemed to be protected by some kind of aura.
However, he soon discovered to his surprise that he couldn't remove the restriction on this drop of blood!
Zhen Wuyang's gaze instantly turned serious. He looked at Jian Wushuang and asked again, "Are you really not my Emperor's son? Why do I feel a very familiar feeling from you? "
Jian Wushuang was confused. It had only been a few decades since he came to the Great Yan World from the Divine Power Universe.
Before that, he had never interacted with the entire Great Si Region and Zhen Wuyang's Heavenly Court.
It was no different from a fantasy to feel a sense of familiarity from him.
Just as Jian Wushuang was about to deny it, the young Emperor, who had been silent for a long time, said, "Emperor Father, he is indeed not your Emperor's son."
When Zhen Wuyang heard that, he didn't say anything else. However, the confusion in his eyes deepened.
The aura emitted from Jian Wushuang's body gave him a very familiar feeling. It was like some kind of cognition that couldn't be cut off.
Gongzi Yu, who was standing opposite him, couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw this frozen scene.
Then, he gritted his teeth and cupped his hands again. "Emperor Father, please make a decision for Fifth Brother and strip Gong Ziyan of his immortal bone!"
There was a dead silence in the void. Only this sentence resounded.
To the young Emperor, who couldn't cultivate and didn't have an immortal root, stripping his immortal bone would completely strip him of his final immortal path.
Once his immortal bone was stripped, he would die in an extremely short period of time. There was no way to reverse it.
Gongzi Yu wanted the young Emperor to die completely.
After hearing this, Zhen Wuyang's eyes were filled with all kinds of complicated emotions.
In the end, he looked at the young Emperor. "Yan 'er, have you ever done such a thing?"
The young Imperial Emperor smiled coldly. His gaze was extremely calm. "Imperial Father, my character has never changed since I was young. It doesn't matter if you believe me or not. I don't care if you believe me or not. I won't do such a thing."
"Even though my immortal body is incomplete and I can't cultivate, I still don't care about them. Naturally, I won't argue with them."
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