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Within the slave imprint, there was the soul force of the Demon Emperor Mo Lianyun. Once it was completely imprinted within Long Bufan's soul consciousness, then his life and death would be under the control of the Demon Emperor.

"ancient array of yin and yang!"

Long Bufan jumped in panic. His face was ashen, as if he had just grabbed onto a lifesaving straw of grass in desperation.

"Weng ?!"

Under Long Bufan's summoning, the ancient array of yin and yang also instantly appeared in his soul sea. The dense array patterns emitted an obscure energy that looked like a net of light that directly enveloped Long Bufan's soul consciousness.

However, it was obvious that the appearance of the ancient array of yin and yang was too late. Long Bufan's body shook suddenly, a look of confusion flashed past his eyes, only to see that the black slave seal had already begun to brand itself onto his soul consciousness, and was sinking in bit by bit.

"ancient array of yin and yang, break apart all living things, break apart for your father!"

Long Bufan, who was still relying on his tenacious willpower to retain a trace of consciousness, could not care about anything else at this point, he suddenly activated the ancient array of yin and yang, attempting to split his soul into two.

Since that old bastard wanted to use the slave imprint to control his soul, Long Bufan would rather split his soul into two, leaving only half of his mind behind!

"Chi!"

Under such a crazy movement, the disintegrating energy released by the ancient array of yin and yang was surprisingly able to split Long Bufan's soul consciousness into two. The tearing pain made Long Bufan's soul tremble violently and he couldn't help but scream.

"AHH!"

Long Bufan held his head with both hands and laid on the ground with a painful expression. His body continuously twitched like an injured beast, as he let out wave after wave of low growls.

Mo Lianyun's gaze was cold as he looked at Long Bufan who was curled up on the ground, until he sensed that his slave imprint had a trace of an energy that was related to Long Bufan's soul consciousness. Immediately, a sinister smile surfaced on his face and he laughed sinisterly: "I have finally subdued your hawk dog, hahaha!"

After a while, Long Bufan slowly stood up, a hint of clarity flashed past his eyes, but very quickly, they were covered by a hazy light.

Looking at Mo Lie Yun in front of him, he knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "Greetings, Lord Monarch."

Under normal circumstances, Fighter who was forced to plant a slave imprint would normally behave the same as usual. However, in front of their master, they would display absolute loyalty and respect.

However, even so, Mo Lianyun did not completely let his guard down. With a slight movement of the Spiritual Energy, he tried issuing an order in his heart, "Huo Chen, this emperor orders you to immediately chop off your own left arm."

As his voice fell, Long Bufan gave a silent reply. With a flip of his right hand, he retrieved a set of black sword s from his storage ring, and then, without a change in expression, he chopped towards his own arm.

"Swish!"

The Sword Light streaked across, and in the next moment, accompanied by a large amount of fresh blood spraying out, a strong, scale-covered arm suddenly dropped onto the ground.

"Good, very good!" This attempt was entirely an attempt on his part. Since Long Bufan could sense his intention and execute it without hesitation, it meant that the slave imprint had already become effective.

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