Jiang Zhantian scolded him coldly.

Facing Jiang Zhantian's reprimand, these eight aloof elders shrank their necks like primary school students, not daring to make a sound.

"But……"

The eight ancestors still want to give advice.

After all, if Jiang Zhantian dies, the Jiang family's threat to the Three Thousand Ancient Immortal Realm will be greatly reduced.

"No need to say more!"

Jiang Zhantian waved his sleeves and said: "I have been sleeping for hundreds of thousands of years. I have had enough sleep, and I don't want to protect your spineless descendants anymore!"

Then, he looked at Liu Ruoxi and Jiang Yu in his arms with soft eyes, paused before continuing:

"I am willing to use my last hundred years to protect these two little guys for a hundred years!"

"I bet my life that these two little guys will definitely restore the ancient glory of my Jiang family!"

Judging from his tone, he was extremely confident in Jiang Yu and Liu Ruoxi.

When the infant brother and sister heard this, they were moved in their hearts.

The strength of this supreme ancestor is unparalleled in ancient and modern times. If he continues to sleep in the divine source, he can still survive for hundreds of thousands of years.

But he is willing to spend a hundred years to protect the two of them, which shows that he attaches great importance to them.

"It seems that I can no longer be a salted fish in the future!"

Jiang Yu sighed silently in his heart.

As if to respond to him, a familiar system prompt sounded in his mind:
Chapter completed!