Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr
Translator: H2dH2mr Editor: H2dH2mr The strength of Du Shaofu and the Devil religion gathered in Snow Spirit Mountain was almost on par with each other.
If they forcefully stopped the Devil religion from leaving, it would inevitably lead to an even more brutal war, causing unavoidable deaths and injuries.
Du Shaofu was not ready to start a real war with the Devil religion.
He had yet to gather the 36 bolts of spiritual lightning and the nine Purple Lightning Profound Cauldrons. He had yet to go to the Demon Realm, and many forces had yet to be integrated.
On the other hand, the Devil religion also had great misgivings.
The Demon God was still recovering. If a bloody battle broke out now, it would be detrimental to their plans.
Both sides had their own misgivings and calculations. This battle could not be fought and could only be left for another day.
However, when the Demon God joined the battle, they would face an even more violent storm that would engulf all the living beings in this world. No one would be able to hide from the world and avoid the calamity.
"Grandmother!"
Jialou Cailing's soft call interrupted Du Shaofu's thoughts.
He turned and saw that Jialou Cailing was flying down and landing beside Jialou Juemie, who was lying on the ground.
The ice ground under Jialou Juemie was hit by the demonic roc's fall. With him as the center, cracks spread out like a spider web, looking very ferocious.
Looking down from the sky, his body seemed to be locked in the middle of this spider web, unable to break free.
Du Shaofu knew that the spider web that trapped Jialou Juemie was his stubbornness and unruliness.
"Juemie …"
At this moment, the old lady was half-kneeling beside Jialou Juemie. Tears streamed down her face, blurring her eyes.
One of her old hands was holding the young one that was gradually turning cold. The other hand was caressing her grandson's blood-stained face.
Tears flowed down Jialou Cailing's pretty face. She held her younger brother's other hand and sobbed.
Jialou Batian, Jialou Jueyu, Jialou Juekong, and the others also went to Jialou Juemie's side. Everyone's eyes were filled with grief.
"Gu Gu!"
A gurgling sound came from Jialou Juemie's throat. Soon after, his lower jaw straightened, and large mouthfuls of blood gushed out.
After that, his aura became even weaker. Obviously, he was on the verge of death.
"Gran … Grandmother … Grandson has let … you down …"
Jialou Juemei's voice was low, and his words were intermittent. After a long while, he finally said something.
His eyes stared blankly at the sky, empty, dim, and suffused with the aura of death.
"No … no …"
The old lady shook her head vigorously with tears in her eyes. She repeatedly said the word "no", but she couldn't say anything else.
Looking at the appearance of her most beloved grandson, the old lady's heart was filled with endless pain.
Perhaps in the past, she had indeed been disappointed in Jialou Juemie countless times, but at this moment, all the knots in her heart had been dissolved along with the passing of her grandson's life, and she could no longer blame him.
What's more, this grandson of his had become like this in order to save him.
The old lady was someone who doted on the younger generation. Watching all this happen with her own eyes made her heart ache to the extreme.
"Grandson … Grandson is unfilial … unfilial …"
Jialou Juemei's breathing suddenly became heavy, and he panted rapidly. However, this kind of breathing could come to an abrupt end at any time.
Seeing this, Jialou Cailing hurriedly used her beast energy and placed her delicate palm on her brother's chest. A gentle aura constantly entered his body, and only then did Jialou Juemei calm down a little.
"Juemei, don't say anymore, don't say anymore … Grandmother doesn't blame you. Grandmother would rather you didn't block that palm for me!"
The old lady cried out in grief, almost heartbreaking.
If she could, she would rather the one lying on the ground at this time was herself, and not her most beloved grandson!
Hearing his grandmother's cries, Jialou Juemei didn't say anything more to her. Instead, he suddenly condensed his pupils and looked at Du Shaofu, who was standing quietly at the side.
"Du Shaofu!"
Jialou Juemei whispered, as if he had something to say to him, but the words were not very clear.
The palm of the Three Demon Emperors not only destroyed the vitality of his physical body, but also shattered his Divine Soul.
Even the highest level of elixirs in the world couldn't save him. There was really no way to save him!
The Qi that Jialou Cailing had injected into his body could only temporarily prolong his life and delay it for a short while.
Hearing Jialou Juemei calling him, Du Shaofu also walked to the old lady's side, stood gently, and stared at him. "I know what you want to say. Don't worry, I will take good care of Grandmother and the Golden-winged Great Rocs!"
Du Shaofu said very seriously. Feeling the grief of the old lady, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
"Thank … Thank you!"
The corners of Jialou Juemei's mouth twitched slightly, as if he wanted to return a smile.
"No need to thank me, this is what I should do!" Du Shaofu said.
These were words from the bottom of his heart, and there was no hint of perfunctory.
When Jialou Juemei was dying, the last thing in his heart was still his grandmother and the Golden-winged Great Rocs.
This made Du Shaofu have a good impression of him.
Over the years, because Jialou Juemei had the Devil Bone and was associated with the Devil religion, the two of them had always been enemies.
But now, how could he not understand that Jialou Juemei didn't really want to betray the Golden-winged Great Rocs and become enemies with the whole world?
It was because the arrogance in his heart was too strong and his temper was stubborn. After being defeated by Jialou Jueyu, he only wanted to surpass him with his own efforts.
It was just that no one understood him. Everyone felt that he had gone astray and was sinking deeper and deeper until he couldn't extricate himself.
Jialou Juemei had never made any excuses for all of this!
Because he didn't need it!
What he needed was to constantly cultivate, cultivate, and cultivate, become stronger, and stronger!
In fact, he did it!
He successfully merged with the Devil Bone and became one of the strongest young people in the world.
Jialou Jueyu, who could defeat him a hundred years ago, was probably weaker than him now!
For such a young man, Du Shaofu sincerely admired him.
In Jialou Juemei, he also saw a little of his own shadow.
Back then, when the old lady recognized him as her grandson, it was precisely because of this!
When he was young, he had obtained the cultivation method of the Golden-winged Great Rocs. From then on, he had risen all the way and formed an indissoluble bond with this clan.
Later on, when he entered the Golden-winged Great Rocs, he was recognized as her grandson by the old lady and became the young patriarch, providing him with too much help.
It could be said that without the Golden-winged Great Rocs, there would be no Du Shaofu's achievements today!
He was not an ungrateful person. Towards this clan, he truly treated them as his own family!
This kind of relationship was no different from the Du family. There was no difference in status!
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