If I had awakened my memories a few years earlier, would Grandpa not have turned out like this, becoming the fallen soul master he hates most?
Ye Cangming thought to himself. His grandfather was the Angel God High Priest whose sacred duty was to eradicate fallen soul masters, yet now he had become a fallen soul master himself?
"Grandpa..." A thousand words blocked his throat. Ye Cangming's eyes moistened, and his voice choked slightly.
Qian Daoliu looked at the grandson before him, his eyes filled with endless warmth and affection. He reached out and gently stroked Ye Cangming's head, just as he had countless times before.
It was just like many years ago, the day he brought the lonely and helpless Ye Cangming back to the Offering Hall. That day, he had done the exact same thing, stroking Ye Cangming's head and saying to him with a smile, "Xiao Ye, you have no parents, no relatives, no one to rely on, and no place to call home. From now on, Grandpa is your family, understand? This is your forever home!"
"Xiao Ye, my Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul has fallen and I've become a fallen soul master, but I don't even care myself. Why must you grieve? Why do you sorrow for me?"
Qian Daoliu withdrew his hand and looked at him. "Put everything else aside for now. Grandpa asks you, have you truly obtained Deity Inheritance?"
Ye Cangming nodded hard, then took a few steps back. "If you don't believe me, Grandpa, just look at my spirit ring configuration and you'll understand."
As his voice fell, a dazzling golden light suddenly erupted from within Ye Cangming's body. A holy and majestic dragon roar exploded in the room, and the Bright Holy Dragon Spirit phantom stood proudly.
Then came the spirit