Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr
His voice reverberated through the sky.
Jialou Juemie's blood-drenched body converged, transforming into a human form in the air. He cut a sorry figure. Compared to when he first appeared in the square, it was a stark contrast. Looking at him, it was particularly striking and moving.
As the enormous body of Jialou Juemie that blotted out the sky converged, the line of sight in the sky became much brighter.
Jialou Juemie wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth with a long sleeve. His gaze was fixed on Du Shaofu, his eyes filled with shock, astonishment, unwillingness, but most of all, confusion.
Over the past hundred years, Jialou Juemie had never met a worthy opponent among his peers. Only that heaven-defying genius had defeated him once.
Originally, Jialou Juemie had thought that he would be able to take back everything that belonged to him. He had not expected that he would be able to defeat Jialou Juemie, but in the end, he would be defeated by a human, and a miserable defeat at that.
"Du Shaofu, what a familiar name. Where have I heard it before …"
Jialou Juemie clenched his teeth slightly, his eyes trembling. After all, he was not an ordinary person. He was Jialou Juemie, the purest descendant of the Golden-winged Rocs. He immediately calmed his complicated emotions.
"Chi …"
Blood continued to flow from his mouth. Jialou Juemie took a deep breath, his body trembling slightly. He looked at Du Shaofu and replied, "I no longer have the strength to fight."
"Since you've lost, let's do as we agreed and take out the demonic bone!"
Jialou Changtian had already stood up and looked at Jialou Juemie in the sky. Golden light surged in his eyes.
"Hahahaha …"
Jialou Juemie laughed. There was blood at the corner of his mouth, giving off a mournful feeling.
"Jue Chi, the Devil Bone doesn't mean anything. Even if you give it up, with your talent and the support of the clan, I'll pass all my inheritance to you in the future. In addition, you have the True Roc Feather and the Nine Underworlds Devil Thunder. Your future is limitless."
The old lady spoke. Her hair was mottled, and her light golden clothes fluttered in the air. Her face that was covered in wrinkles had a kind expression.
Jialou Juemie looked at the old lady, her dark eyes fluctuating, her emotions gradually calming down.
"I'm unfilial. Kowtow to Grandma."
Jialou Juemie lowered her head. Under the gazes of everyone around her, her trembling body fell to her knees. She kowtowed three times to the old woman in midair before getting up.
Jialou Juemie raised his head slightly and swept his gaze across the square below. Ripples appeared in the depths of his pitch-black eyes. His gaze lingered on Jialou Cailing for a while. Finally, he raised his head slightly and looked at the sky with a helpless and sorrowful expression. He said, "I promised to hand over the secret bone if I lost. Naturally, I will hand it over. If you want it so badly, then I will hand it over to you now."
"Chi la …"
As Jialou Juemie's voice faded, the last bit of his aura began to surge. His black robe was soaked in pale golden blood, dripping with blood. Demonic Qi gushed out, rolling and permeating the void all around. His face was ferocious.
"Absolute …"
Jialou Cailing cried out softly. Her pale golden eyes were moist, and her valiant and beautiful face twitched. Tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Demon Bone. Why did the Demon Bone fall on someone as stubborn as you?"
The old lady sighed. Her eyes looked at Jialou Juemie on her wrinkled face, and her tottering body trembled.
The whole square was speechless. The elders and protectors in the elders' seats were calm, and there was no change in their expressions. The surrounding disciples of the Golden-winged Great Peng Bird Clan were speechless. They just raised their heads and looked.
"You no longer have the strength to fight, and so do I. You have not lost. We are just tied."
Suddenly, Du Shaofu's voice rang out. His voice was not loud, but it was loud enough to resound clearly in the silent surroundings.
Gazes immediately fell on Du Shaofu as if they had been electrocuted.
"Chi la …"
Under everyone's gaze, Du Shaofu, who was in mid-air, the light around his body dimmed. There was a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth. His aura suddenly weakened, and he fell from the sky.
"Father …"
Little Xingxing exclaimed. His little body was like lightning, crossing the space. He immediately intercepted Du Shaofu's body and landed on the edge of the square.
"Palace Master!"
Spiritual Fantasy Tiger King, Little Ying Ying, Little Falcon and the others immediately gathered around.
But at this moment, Du Shaofu's eyes were slightly closed, as if he had already fainted.
Zi Xuan's beautiful figure stepped forward, and several handprints fell on Du Shaofu's body. Her purple eyes moved slightly, as if to say to the worried Little Xingxing, Spiritual Fantasy Tiger King and the others, "He's exhausted, and his blood has attacked his heart. His injuries are serious, but overall, he won't die."
"Phew …"
Little Ying Ying, Little Falcon and the others breathed a sigh of relief.
"A tie, then I haven't lost. You can leave the demonic bone."
The demonic energy suddenly stopped. Jialou Juemie stood in the air, and his gaze swept across the square below. There was a lonely smile at the corner of his mouth. Golden light surged under his feet, and with a wave of his hand, the space not far from him rippled. His figure flashed and disappeared into the spatial ripples.
No one stopped him. Watching Jialou Juemie leave, the eyes of the elders fell on Jialou Changtian.
"Unfilial son …"
Jialou Changtian's expression fell, and his eyes were a little sluggish. He slowly stepped forward and then disappeared from the square.
Looking at Jialou Juemie's figure disappear in mid-air, Jialou Cai Ling's eyes were a little complicated. She quietly wiped the tears on her cheeks, and then her beautiful figure crossed the space and appeared beside Little Xingxing, Zi Xuan and the others. She softly asked, "How is he?"
"My father needs to rest," Little Xingxing said.
"Take him back first, and I will arrange the rest."
Jialou Cailing said to Little Xingxing. She looked at Du Shaofu, whose eyes were slightly closed but whose body was faintly rippling with mysterious purple-gold lightning arcs. Ripples appeared in her beautiful eyes.
Little Xingxing nodded and left with Zi Xuan, Guqin Demon, Ghost Chariot, Divine Ape King and the others.
On the square, Jialou Cai Ling looked at the sky. The old lady's figure had disappeared without her knowing.
Taking a deep breath, Jialou Cai Ling glanced at the vast square in front of her. The originally magnificent and majestic square had been completely destroyed and turned into ruins. It was a mess.
The surrounding talisman arrays and seals were all destroyed. It was enough to show how shocking the previous battle was!
At this moment, the disciples of the Golden-winged Great Roc Clan in the square did not leave. They were still in deep shock and had not recovered from the shock.
Perhaps the last battle brought not only shock to the disciples of the Golden-winged Great Roc Clan, but also a deep impact on them.
Originally, none of the disciples of the Golden-winged Great Roc Clan believed that the human Du Shaofu could resist Jialou Juemie.
The reason was simple. Jialou Juemie could be said to be the strongest among his peers.
Even Jialou Juemie was defeated, how could a human win?
However, the final result made everyone dumbfounded. Du Shaofu's physical body was so strong, and his Pulse Spirit and Martial Vein were so terrifying that he could compete with Jialou Juemie's Demonic Bone.
In the end, Jialou Juemie used the Nine Underworld Demonic Lightning.
Du Shaofu, on the other hand, used two Spiritual Thunders, which completely shocked everyone!
After this battle, no disciple of the Golden-winged Great Roc Clan would look down on the purple-robed youth in the future.
Compared to him, the disciples of the Golden-winged Great Roc Clan were nothing.
For a human to be so strong, he was definitely an abnormal monster among the human race.
The Grand Competition of the younger generation of the Golden-winged Great Roc Clan, which was only held once every three hundred years, was finally over.
The setting sun was like blood, and the remnant clouds dyed the sky red.
Night gradually fell, but it could not hide the huge impact brought about by the shocking battle during the day.
As the time of the Grand Competition passed, the Golden-winged Great Roc Clan gradually calmed down.
However, the last battle was a hot topic among the Golden-winged Great Roc Clan every day.
Why that human was so strong was the most discussed topic in the entire Golden-winged Great Roc Clan.
It was not difficult for all the disciples of the Golden-winged Great Roc Clan to know that a human with such a Pulse Spirit, Martial Vein, and two Spiritual Thunders in his body was clear what this meant.
Such talent, in the entire human race, they did not dare to speak of it, but at least in the past ten thousand years, it seemed that no one had heard of it on the surface.
Du Shaofu did not show up these days. There was a rumor in the Golden-winged Great Roc Clan that the human was recuperating, and no one went to disturb or cause trouble.
During this period of time, many disciples of the Golden-winged Great Roc Clan had a much better attitude towards the human in the midst of the discussions, and this had increased their favorable impression of him.
There were also people who secretly discussed that day, Du Shaofu must have deliberately said that both sides were injured and there was no clear winner, thus allowing Jialou Juemie to leave with the Demonic Bone.
Some disciples believed that the Demonic Bone would bring great calamity and disaster to the entire Golden-winged Great Roc Clan, so it had to be suppressed and destroyed.
However, no matter what, Jialou Juemie was a true pure-blooded descendant of the Golden-winged Great Roc Clan. The fact that a human had been able to preserve Jialou Juemie's Demonic Bone in the end, instead of Jialou Juemie abandoning it, made the disciples of the Golden-winged Great Roc Clan even more favorable impressions of Du Shaofu.
A few more days passed, and the plaza that had been completely destroyed was once again filled up.
Some powerhouses of the Golden-winged Great Roc Clan took action and set up even more powerful seals and restrictions to reinforce it. They were afraid that one day, they would encounter another battle like Du Shaofu and Jialou Juemie and destroy the plaza again.
During this period of time, Du Shaofu had indeed been recuperating in the courtyard on the mountainside.
The injuries and exhaustion of that battle could be said to have already reached Du Shaofu's limit.
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