Holding Wu Luo, who was covered in fire and burns in his arms, Zhang Zichen really doubted whether Wu Luo could save his senior brother if he was seriously injured.

However, Zhang Zichen was extremely helpless because he had no way to save Zhang Jianfeng, and now he could only place all hope on Wu Luo.

Although Wu Luo was seriously injured and there were nine blood holes on his body and limbs that were nailed out by nail artifacts, he did not scream in pain.

Compared to these scars, the pain at that time was much more than now in the war between gods and demons thousands of years ago.

Zhang Zichen placed Wu Luo on the ground, straightened him, and sat upright next to Zhang Jianfeng.

In fact, Zhang Zichen really wanted to say: "It depends on you."

But, this Wu Luo is not only a remnant of the demon clan in the heavens, but also killed many people in the human world. It was very difficult for him to say this.

So Zhang Zichen had to say: "Wu Luo, if you save my senior brother, I will not only help you heal the injury, but also promise to do something for you, so I hope you can keep your promise."

"Yeah!" Sitting cross-legged beside Zhang Jianfeng, Wu Luo nodded, and then he moved his arm and checked Zhang Jianfeng's injuries.

Wu Luo discovered that although Zhang Jianfeng's heart was broken and other parts of his body were damaged, his head and dantian were still well preserved.

This made Wu Luo breathe a sigh of relief.

After a moment of silence, Wu Luo said, "Zhang Zichen, I hope there is something that I must understand."

Zhang Zichen immediately responded: "You said."

Wu Luo sighed and said, "Your senior brother followed Taoist Master Kumu and jumped into this blood cave. He has fallen into the demonic path and will never look back. Do you understand?"

Zhang Zichen smiled bitterly and said, "I understand this."

"That's good." Wu Luo continued, "Now your senior brother is only a little vitality left. If I want to save him, I have to pay a huge price. Are you willing?"

"I'm willing! No matter how much the price I have to pay, I'm willing." Zhang Zichen nodded heavily. Not to mention the price, he would be willing even if he was asked to die.

But who knew that Wu Luo shook his head and said, "What I mean is not to make you pay the price. I mean, your senior brother has fallen into the devil's path. If you want to save him, you have to do it in the way of the devil's path. What I want to say is that if you want to save your senior brother, the tens of thousands of souls and the blood of the creatures under the blood cave must be swallowed by your senior brother to resurrect him."

"This..." Zhang Zichen was stunned when he heard what Wu Luo said. He never expected that it would be such a price.

In order to save Zhang Jianfeng, Zhang Zichen can pay any price, even if it is death, Zhang Zichen is willing.

But now, in order to save the elder brother, he must take the souls of tens of thousands of creatures as a price. This is extremely contradictory to Zhang Zichen.

Zhang Zichen has always advocated saving the world and sacrificing himself for others.

Now, Zhang Zichen hesitated to sacrifice the souls of so many people to save his senior brother.

Wu Luo saw Zhang Zichen's hesitation and waited for a moment. Wu Luo said, "Zhang Zichen, your senior brother's life may be cut off at any time. I can't wait for you for too much time. And I tell you that the souls of these tens of thousands of people are actually wronged souls, and they are so-called ghosts. Even if you can save them, after entering the underworld, they will devote themselves to the animal realm and be animals in the next life."

But Zhang Zichen knew that whether it was human or animal, they were all living beings, and at this time, these unjust souls were at least the unjust souls of human beings, so Zhang Zichen could not make up his mind.

Seeing that Zhang Zichen was still hesitant, Wu Luo sighed and said, "Those who accomplish great things must be careless of the details, and sometimes killing is inevitable. And these so-called right paths and righteous spirits are destined to live in great pain."

After saying that, Wu Luo started casting spells without waiting for Zhang Zichen's consent.

Although Wu Luo was seriously injured, he could still do it by barely moving his body.

Wu Luo began to recite a spell. Zhang Zichen and He Huimin had never heard of this spell. It must be that this was the spell of the demons themselves in the heavenly realm.

Halfway through the spell, Wu Luo raised his index finger with his right hand and put it in his mouth and bit it.

A small hole appeared, and then Wu Luo used the blood seeping out of his index finger to drip on Zhang Jianfeng's heart wound.

Accompanied by Wu Luo's spell, the blood began to wrap around Zhang Jianfeng's wounds frantically.

And Zhang Jianfeng's eyes also emitted a light at this moment.

"The vitality has increased, but it is not enough. If you want your senior brother to resurrect, you must throw him into the blood cave below. I have recited a spell just now and gave you my demon blood. As long as you throw him into the blood cave, your senior brother will automatically absorb the blood and wronged souls. These blood and wronged souls can help your senior brother grow a heart again. Not only that, they can also enhance your senior brother's cultivation."

Wu Luo sat on the ground and said a lot in one breath, but Zhang Zichen was stunned on the spot.

For nothing else, Zhang Zichen just didn't want to use so many unjust souls as a price.

Wu Luo shook his head helplessly, but he didn't look at Zhang Zichen, but turned to He Huimin and said, "Little girl, Zhang Zichen is not calm enough, let him think about it carefully. Come here, pick up Zhang Jianfeng and throw it into the blood cave."

"Me?" He Huimin was stunned and walked forward two steps.

"Little girl, why are you stunned? Hurry up, otherwise Zhang Jianfeng will be unsuccessful and will be completely dead." Wu Luo said the matter a little more seriously.

Sure enough, after hearing this, He Huimin immediately picked up Zhang Jianfeng without hesitation, walked a few steps to the Blood Cave, and was about to throw Zhang Jianfeng down.

But at this moment, Zhang Zichen suddenly ran over, grabbed He Huimin's hand, and snatched Zhang Jianfeng from her arms.

"Zi Chen?"

"Zhang Zichen, what are you going to do?"

He Huimin and Wu Luo were both shocked. Doesn’t Zhang Zichen want to save his senior brother?

Zhang Zichen glanced at the two of them, then took a deep breath and asked, "Xiao Min, if it were your master, Senior Yuan, would you choose to save him in this way?"

He Huimin nodded and said, "I will! If this were my master, I would use any method to save him before he died! But... before my master died, there was no method to save him..."

After hearing these words, Zhang Zichen said firmly: "Then I understand."

Then, with a shout, a figure flew out of Zhang Zichen's arms and fell into the blood cave.

Then, Zhang Zichen breathed a long sigh and said with a smile: "For the person I love most so far, I would rather give up everything..."

Of course, Zhang Zichen had another sentence that he had not fully expressed, which was: Even if he sacrificed his lives, I would do whatever he wanted.
Chapter completed!