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"No! The ancestor will definitely not die like this!"
The red-robed elder covered his mouth, unwilling to believe that Immortal Master Honghu would die like this.
Although there is a big generation gap between her and the ancestor, she has been raised under the lap of the Immortal Venerable Honghu since she was a child because all her direct relatives within three generations have passed away. She is not a grandparent and granddaughter, but better than a grandparent and granddaughter.
Although she couldn't say it out loud, but in her heart, Immortal Venerable Honghu was her biological grandfather and the closest person to her in this world.
Thinking back on the teachings and care that Immortal Master Honghu had given her over the years, she felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife, and was in so much pain that she could hardly control herself.
She made up her mind and flew forward to rush into the rioting energy.
However, the power of the Honghu Immortal Venerable's self-explosion was too terrifying, and the runaway energy was comparable to the self-explosion of a star. She had just rushed in and not far when she was directly blown away by the runaway energy and crashed into the debris left after the immortal boat was broken.
The sharp fragments left countless scars on her body, but she ignored them and continued to struggle to rush forward. However, her strength was there, and no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't get in.
Yao Yue was also very anxious, wishing that her flying speed could be faster, faster, even just a little bit faster.
But she was tripped by the Thousand-Faced Illusion Fox just now and started much late. Even though she had used all the means of acceleration, even the art of space movement, she still couldn't catch up.
The hearts of the disciples in Piao Miao Immortal Palace were also tightened at this moment. Grief, sadness, resentment, unwillingness... all kinds of emotions lingered in their hearts, making their mentality almost explode.
Several direct disciples of Honghu Immortal Palace couldn't control themselves and burst into tears, struggling to rush out. The other disciples had to work hard to stop them.
Although Wu Hui's reaction was not as big as theirs, he was also deeply moved.
Just now, when Immortal Venerable Honghu was seriously injured and unable to resist, he was still thinking about whether to help, but he didn't expect that he would choose to self-destruct cleanly and neatly, catching him off guard.
The temper of Immortal Venerable Honghu is really too stubborn, but one cannot help but admire him.
"Boss, is there really no other way?" Huangfu Hongcai grabbed Wu Hui's arm, his eyes unconsciously turning red.
Although he was not familiar with the Immortal Venerable Honghu, as a member of the Xianmiao Palace, he couldn't help but be moved by this scene.
Wu Hui sighed: "There is no other way now. We can only see if the soul of Honghu Immortal Venerable can be preserved."
"Self-detonation comes from the inside out, how could there be any soul left behind?" Huangfu Hongcai became dejected upon hearing this and did not hold out any hope at all.
Wu Hui shook his head slightly: "Not necessarily."
Huangfu Hongcai was stunned and wanted to ask more questions, but Wu Hui refused to say more.
While they were talking, more than ten breaths had passed, and the raging energy in the starry sky had finally begun to calm down, showing signs of gradually calming down.
When the red-robed elder saw the opportunity, he rushed in without any hesitation.
In the turbulent energy, Immortal Lord Junlie covered his chest with his hands, his face was pale, and blood kept gushing out from the corners of his mouth. He looked extremely miserable.