The setting sun is like blood.
The strong wind is like a drum.
The Northern Mountain, which was previously filled with battle cries, had beco deathly silent as night fell.
Even the usual sounds of birds and beasts seed to have vanished.
Only the thick scent of blood lingered in the mountains and fields.
Outside.
Because there had been no news from the Northern Mountain for a long ti, those waiting outside were in an uproar.
The ones who lost contact were not just one or two, but everyone.
This is...
It wasn't until half an hour later that soone ventured deep into the forest, and the outside world finally learned what was happening inside.
The mountains and plains were covered with corpses and bloodstains, a horrifying sight.
As more people flocked in and searched thoroughly, they didn't encounter a single survivor.
Total annihilation!!!
All those who entered the Northern Mountain to seize the remnants were dead, without exception.
What shocked them the most was that even Gu Xing, who entered first, and the two brothers from the Ning Family, who joined later, also perished inside.
Moreover, there was Mu Feng, the heir of the Mu Family, along with over a hundred Silver Armored Guards.
In an instant, the entire outside world, including Shisu Town, was set ablaze with discussions as if a flood had erupted.
"What on earth happened? How could there not be a single survivor?"
"And we still don't know if Chen Yang is alive or not. That is crucial! If he is still alive, then it's terrifying."
"How could it be possible? Do you an to say that Ning Family's two brothers and Mu Feng were killed by Chen Yang? I heard that at one of the battle sites, there was a finger imprint that directly killed Mu Feng's bodyguard. Judging by the scene, it had to be the work of the Divine Conquest!"
"That's right, only the Divine Conquest can leave no survivors and completely eradicate every one of them."
"..."
Amidst the discussions, almost everyone concluded that during the struggle, the Divine Conquest intervened forcefully, eradicated all of them to avoid leaving any traces.
This guess was reasonable and thoughtful.
Afterward, they quickly focused their suspicion on the Dao Sect.
After all, before this struggle had begun, there were rumors that mbers of the Dao Sect appeared in Shisu Town.
With the powerful strength and deep resources of the Dao Sect, dispatching a Divine Conquest was no big deal.
As for Chen Yang, he had already drifted away with the wind.
A dead man isn't worth discussing.
Despite his stunning debut, unfortunately, like fireworks in the dark night, after a brief burst of brilliant light, everything returned to a handful of dust.
Furthermore, such things weren't rare in Yuning Mountain as they occurred almost daily.
...
Regarding the Changsheng Sect, truthfully, Chen Yang wasn't all that interested.
He knew very well his purpose in Yuning Mountain.
Destroy the Biluo Sword Valley to eliminate the threat of genocide over the Red Lotus Valley, once this task is done, he would likely return to the secular world.
Though Chen Yang liked the atmosphere of settling scores freely in Yuning Mountain.
Ultimately, his roots were in the secular world.
There, he had Qin Qiu and his soon-to-be-born child.
One could say they were his everything.
However.
Concerning the relationship between the Changsheng Sect and the secular world, Chen Yang was a bit curious, wanting to understand these connections, akin to tracing his roots.
Otherwise, given his distaste for Chen Changsheng, if he couldn't defeat him, he would simply walk away and never visit the Changsheng Sect.
"Years ago, over a hundred years, probably, I'm not exactly sure of the tifra."
Chen Changsheng stated, "According to family records, a direct disciple of the Changsheng Sect obtained a teorite from sowhere, unlike ordinary teorites, anyone slightly knowledgeable in forging would know it's a fine material for making tools."
"Like the remnants this ti, it attracted nurous people to fight for it; following a storm of bloodshed, this disciple vanished without a trace with the teorite."
"Almost everyone assud he was dead, including our Changsheng Sect."
"It wasn't until twenty years later, our Changsheng Sect discovered by chance that this disciple not only survived but rooted himself in the secular world, becoming a figure ruling over one side."
At this point, Chen Changsheng pointed at the Ancestral Sword in Chen Yang's hand, "You know the rest."
"This man had a stubborn streak, resolutely rejected the suggestion from Changsheng Sect to forge his sword, ultimately sacrificing himself to the sword."
Chen Changsheng expressed so sentint, "Had he agreed, this sword would naturally belong to Changsheng Sect and wouldn't concern you all."
"In summary, you, Chen Yang, are of Changsheng Sect by blood, and by seniority, you should call grandfather."
Finally, Chen Changsheng emphasized and gestured to pat Chen Yang's shoulder, "Co, call grandfather."
Chen Yang sidestepped a step, avoiding the palm, and remained silent.
"Don't you have any manners?"
Chen Changsheng glared at Chen Yang, then turned smilingly to Gu Zhiqing, "Xiaoni, would you call instead?"
"In your dreams!"
Gu Zhiqing was direct, with a sullen face, evidently still furious at Chen Changsheng's actions.
After all, from the chase to Chen Yang's sacrifice, it was all this old guy's doing.
"Is this how the young are today? So disrespectful?" Chen Changsheng shook his head, pursing his lips, clearly dissatisfied.
Chen Yang was speechless, what kind of crazy old man is this?
Truly an oddity.
Chen Yang silently shook his head, switching topics, "I'm curious, how did you, and the Changsheng Sect, survive?"
The entire clan of Yuning Mountain besieged them.
Truthfully, Chen Yang couldn't fathom how vast and mighty a force this was, nor what kind of power could survive such a siege.
"Changsheng Sect, once the premier sect in Yuning Mountain, its power imnse, its foundation deep, beyond imagination."
Chen Changsheng's eyes narrowed to slits, he said softly, "I was crippled, Changsheng Sect left with one-tenth, isn't it enough?"
His words carried a deep chill, resentnt, and an air of arrogant confidence.
Surviving indeed was worth proud of.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a swift streak, as fast as lightning, dashed towards Chen Yang.
Chen Changsheng's lips curved slightly, wholly uninterested in intervening.
Clang.
Chen Yang drew his sword.
Boom!
A loud burst echoed in the sky, followed by a sword light descending from the forest in front, clashing fiercely, and exploding.
A radius of a hundred ters of forest was utterly shredded, trees toppled, turf uprooted.
"Humph!!"
A man in black robes, about thirty, wielding a broad blade, walked slowly, his eyes like sharp arrows piercing Chen Yang, coldly said, "What do you an by how my ancestor and the Changsheng Sect survived?"
"Do you think the Changsheng Sect should be wiped out?"
His questioning revealed his identity, also showing he was a hot-headed, hard-to-handle person.
"..."
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