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The overall strength that Du Shaofu and Devil Cult had gathered into their Snow Spirit Mountain was already at the middle of the sky, and neither could completely crush the other.

If they forcefully stopped Devil Cult from leaving, then it would definitely lead to an even more brutal battle, causing inevitable death or injury.

As for Du Shaofu, he was still not prepared to truly start a war with the Devil Cult.

He had yet to gather all thirty-six Spirit Lightning and nine of the Purple Thunder Profound Cauldron, his Demon Realm had not yet arrived, and many forces had yet to complete their integration.

On the other hand, on the side of the Devil Cult, there was similarly an enormous amount of worry.

Devil God was still in the process of recovery, if a bloody battle were to break out right now, it would be detrimental to their plans!

Both sides had their own misgivings and considerations. In the end, they were unable to fight and could only wait for another day.

However, when Devil God enters the battle, he would be facing an even fiercer storm that would engulf all living creatures in this world.

"Grandmother!"

Jialou Cailing's soft call sounded out, interrupting Du Shaofu's train of thoughts.

In the blink of an eye, he noticed that Jialou Cailing was flying downwards, landing beside Jialou Jueming who was lying on the ground.

The ice beneath Jialou Jueming was impacted by the demonic peng's fall. With the peng as the center, it released a spiderweb of cracks, which took on a sinister appearance.

Looking down from a high vantage point, it was as if his body was locked in the middle of a spider web, unable to break free of the cage!

Du Shaofu knew that the shackles that trapped Jialou Jueming was his stubbornness and stubbornness!

"Jueming!"

At this moment, the old lady was half-kneeling by Jialou Jueming's side. Her tears flowed down and her eyes were hazy.

An old hand was holding the young but gradually turning cold palm, while the other hand was stroking the grandson's blood-covered face.

As for Jialou Cailing, the tears on her face wriggled as she pulled her brother's other hand and sobbed.

Jialou Batian, Jialou Jueyu, Jialou Juekong and the rest all went to Jialou Jueming's side, their eyes were filled with sorrow.

"Gu gu!"

Between Jialou Jueming's throat, a gurgling sound could be heard, and soon after, his lower jaw straightened, as large mouthfuls of fresh blood gushed out.

Following that scene, his entire aura became even weaker. Clearly, he was already on the verge of death.

"Grandmother, your grandson has disappointed you!"

Jialou Jueming's voice was low, her words intermittent. It took a long while before she could say a single word.

His lifeless eyes looked up at the sky. The emptiness was dull and filled with an aura of death.

"No, no!"

The old lady shook her head vigorously, her eyes filled with tears. She kept saying the word "No", but nothing else came out of her mouth.

Looking at her beloved grandson's current state, the old lady only felt endless pain in her heart.

Perhaps in the past, she had indeed been countless times disappointed in Jialou Jueming, but at this moment, all the knot in her heart had melted with the passing of her grandson's life, so she could no longer blame him.

What's more, this grandson of his was doing this in order to save him.

The old lady had always doted on her juniors, so she could only watch helplessly as all of this happened. This caused her heart to sink to the very limits of her grief.

"Grandson, grandson, grandson, unfilial son, unfilial son!"

Jialou Jueming's breathing suddenly became heavier, and became rapid, but this kind of breathing, could stop at any time.

Seeing this, Jialou Cailing immediately activated his beast power and placed his delicate palm on his brother's chest. The gentle energy continued to enter his body, allowing Jialou Jueming to slightly calm down.

"Jueming, stop talking, don't blame me for this, I would rather you not block that palm for me!"

The old lady cried out in grief. She was on the verge of tearing her heart out.

If she could, she would rather be lying on the ground right now than her beloved grandson!

Listening to his grandmother's crying, Jialou Jueming did not say anything more to her. Instead, he suddenly tried his best to narrow his eyes and looked towards Du Shaofu, who was standing quietly at the side.

"Du Du Shaofu!"

Jialou Jueming said softly, as though he had something he wanted to tell Yun Che, but the words were already unclear.

That one palm from Third Demon Emperor not only destroyed the vitality of his physical body, it also shattered his soul.

No matter how high a pill was in this world, they were powerless to save him. There was truly no way to save him!

The energy flow that Jialou Cailing entered could only temporarily hold his life back and drag it for a moment and a half.

Hearing Jialou Jueming calling her, Du Shaofu also walked to the old lady's side. He stood there lightly, stared at him and said: "I know what you want to say, don't worry, I will take good care of Grandma and the Golden Winged Roc s!"

Du Shaofu said very seriously. Feeling the old lady's grief, he could not help but feel a bit of sorrow.

"Thank you, thank you!"

The corner of Jialou Jueming's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to return a smile.

"No need to thank me, this is something I should do!" Du Shaofu said.

These were his heartfelt words, not the slightest bit perfunctory.

At the moment of Jialou Jueming's death, the ones who were ultimately still remembered in his heart were his grandmother and the rest of the Golden Winged Roc s.

In Du Shaofu's heart, this caused him to have a lot of good impressions of him.

All these years, because Jialou Jueming had Devil Bone s and was in cahoots with the Devil Cult, the two had always been enemies.

But now, how could he not understand that Jialou Jueming did not truly want to bring out the Golden Winged Roc race and make the whole world his enemy.

The arrogance in his heart was just too strong, and his temperament was too stubborn. After he lost to Jialou Jueyu in the past, he only wanted to surpass it with his own effort.

However, no one understood him. Everyone felt that he had embarked on a wrong path and was stuck in a deeper and deeper place until he was unable to extricate himself.

Regarding all of this, Jialou Jueming himself had never tried to defend himself!

Because he didn't need it!

What he needed was to cultivate and cultivate continuously, to become stronger and stronger again!

In fact, he had done it!

He successfully merged with the Devil Bone and became one of the strongest young men in the world.

The Jialou Jueyu who could defeat him a hundred years ago, was probably slightly weaker than him!2

Towards such a young man, Du Shaofu felt admiration from the bottom of his heart.

He also saw a little of himself in Jialou Jueming.

Back then, when the old lady had acknowledged him as her grandson, it was also because of this reason!

From his youth, he obtained the cultivation method of the Golden Winged Roc race, and from then on, he rose all the way up, forming an unbreakable bond with this clan.

Afterwards, when he entered the clan of Golden Winged Roc s, he was acknowledged as a grandson by the old lady and even became a Young Patriarch, which provided him with too much help.

It could be said that without the Golden Winged Roc s, Du Shaofu wouldn't have achieved what he had achieved today!

He was not an ungrateful person. He truly treated his clan like family!

This kind of relationship, was exactly the same as Du Family, with no distinction between high and low!

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