"What? Grandmother left you words, telling you not to take it to heart?"
Niu Qi was stunned. Black light flickered over his body, his eyes reddening as tears welled within them.
Grandmother hadn't blamed them? She had even told them to let it go?
Although Pig Baohua had not sought him out and had chosen to leave Jin Kui a message instead.
Since Pig Baohua had not blamed Jin Kui, she naturally would not blame him either.
Earlier, he had thought that Pig Baohua had been heartless, blaming them for Zhu Wei's death and intending to ruin Jin Kui's cultivation.
Who would have thought that Pig Baohua had long since manifested, yet had not reproached them!
Within the Demon Forest, flames blazed fiercely. The earth split apart, fissures ten meters wide spreading endlessly, winding like dragons.
Surging Red Fire bathed the rosy clouds. Amid the rolling flames, magma overflowed like savage beasts, spraying in every direction and devouring all things.
For a hundred miles around, ancient forests smoked, Spirit Rivers steamed, and countless beasts wailed. Brilliant Exotic Flames shone like world-ending light, incinerating everything.
High in the heavens, black smoke billowed. Where living beings perished, endless threads of light drifted through the air, dense vital essence boiling as it condensed into eerily beautiful flowers that floated through the void, crimson blood clouds surging around them.
Each flower had six petals, gleaming scarlet, as though it had been born from a bath of blood.
At the center of each flower, a thumb-sized black demon inscription flickered in and out of view. If a member of the Fire Clan had been present, they would have recognized it as an inscription unique to the Fire Clan. Its meaning was: sacrifice.
The demon inscription bore the weight of countless ages, ancient and profound.
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