"Brother, I will protect you."
Xie Jiuxiao grabbed Emperor Anqing's hand, exerting force to swap their positions.
The Jiu Daosha rushed forward, charging into Xie Jiuxiao's body.
"No, Ziyin! Quickly, get out, get out of my brother's body!" Emperor Anqing panicked, attempting to get closer, but was painfully scraped by the Evil Qi and thrown back.
"Ahhhh!"
The Jiu Daosha wandered within Xie Jiuxiao's body, trying to destroy the shell, but found that it could enter but not exit.
A great wind arose, and Mr. Dongfang coughed up blood, pointing brightly at Xie Jiuxiao, "It's him, it's definitely him! Your Majesty, the Taiyin Evil, a living body, consumes demons, blesses the nation's fortune!"
The late emperor also stared intently at Xie Jiuxiao, excitedly saying, "Is he the vessel that can trap the Evil? Mr. Dongfang, can it succeed?"
Mr. Dongfang gritted his teeth, "It must succeed; if not, what would become of the world?"
