"Dad, Mom, I... I can't bear to leave you..."
He had heard that the war on the front line was urgent and the Yunze Immortal Alliance had already discussed how to quickly stabilize the situation in Yunze so that they could send some cultivators to support various realms.
He also heard that too many monks went to the battlefield and never returned.
He was afraid... afraid that his parents would be like those people.
The blood-colored monster is dangerous, and its violent energy shocks can also hurt people.
Chu Yuliang squatted down and looked seriously at Chu Yi who lowered his head.
"Ayi, of course, Dad and Mom are reluctant to leave you, but... this battle concerns Yunze, Pankong, and the entire Fusheng Wanyu. Dad and Mom are your parents, but they are also disciples of the Taoist Lingdao Sect and living beings in this world. Dad and Mom are fortunate to be cultivators, nourished and nurtured by the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and possess cultivation that mortals do not have. But there are still many living beings in this world who have no cultivation and no ability to protect themselves... They also have homes, and Yunze is our home. Dad and Mom cannot watch helplessly as the living beings in Fusheng Wanyu suffer. Although Dad and Mom's cultivation is limited, the justice of the world is not the responsibility of one person or one spirit... Ayi is a strong child... Dad and Mom are going to the battlefield to protect our Ayi, protect our home, and protect the homes of all of us. Ayi must be a good boy, grow up well, and take care of our home."
Chu Yi couldn't control her tears and they kept falling.
His suppressed sobs made Gu Mingxue's tears flow down.
Chu Yuliang wiped away the tears of his wife and children.
The army was ready to go, and they had no time to talk about anything else.
Chu Yi looked up at the two of them with red eyes.
"Dad! Mom! Don't worry! Ayi... Ayi will protect our home!"
Until he died in battle too!
The wind was howling, and the fighting near the Bi'an River became more and more urgent.
Both soul beasts and soul cultivators are sending combat teams to various front lines.
Inside the Xihuang Palace, several elders looked at the chief elder in confusion.
"Great Elder! The situation is critical right now. Those blood-colored monsters are growing too rapidly! We...we need the Holy Sword of the Great Saint to suppress them!"
They also heard about Shen Qingyi’s battle in the Central Region that year.
It has reached a critical moment and they don't know why the Great Saint hasn't appeared yet.
"Great Elder, this is a matter concerning the entire Soul Realm and the myriad realms of existence. Countless cultivators are still...still hoping for the Holy Sword to appear!"
Shen Qingyi's holy sword has become famous throughout the entire Fusheng Wanyu.
The samsara calamity came, blood-colored monsters swept across the domains, and the holy weapons of all parties appeared to suppress them.
But why is Shen Qingyi's holy sword still missing?
If the Great Saint Lady could appear, she would definitely be able to lend them a helping hand!
The Great Elder stood up and clenched his teeth.
"No one can disturb the Great Saint of Soul Realm unless the survival of Soul Realm is at stake!"
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