Chapter 54: Sad Past

“Is your subconscious mind asking for help?” Chen Feng felt like he understood a little.

“That’s right.” Ning Fengzhi nodded and said:
“Although Senior Chen Yang was controlled by the demonic sword, his kind nature was not completely extinguished. Therefore, under the influence of his subconscious, he left traces after each crime. These traces are not noticeable to most people, but Senior Chen Yang’s father was familiar with some of his son’s little habits and eventually used them to find the murderer.”

Chen Xin laughed bitterly, “But by the time the elders understood this, it was already too late. Great-grandfather hadn’t even thought of it at the time, or even if he had, he couldn’t do anything about it. Because Ancestor Chen Yang’s cultivation was improving too quickly, he was about to break through to the Titled Douluo realm. At that time, Ancestor Chen Yang would be very difficult to deal with, so Great-grandfather had to make a decision as soon as possible to eliminate the threat posed by the already corrupted Ancestor Chen Yang.”

Ning Fengzhi sighed at the side, “Yes, a Titled Douluo in his twenties, under normal circumstances, would be a great thing that could greatly prosper the sect. Unfortunately, things are unpredictable.

“Senior Chen Yang quickly broke through to level 90 and was about to obtain his last spirit ring to ascend to Titled Douluo. So one day, he headed to the Death Desert alone, without anyone accompanying him.”

“He went to the Death Desert alone? Also, why did he go to the Death Desert? I heard that most of the soul beasts living there are of the three attributes of fire, earth and gold.” Chen Feng frowned, feeling very puzzled.

Chen Xin explained, “Because in the Death Desert, there is a soul beast called the Blue Flame Blade Ghost that is very suitable for our ancestor Chen Yang. That time, he wanted to find the leader of the Blue Flame Blade Ghost clan, a 100,000-year-old Blue Flame Blade Ghost King, as his last soul ring.”

“As for why he went there alone,” Chen Xin smiled bitterly, “the elders only realized later that our ancestor Chen Yang was subconsciously seeking death.”

“Seeking death?” Chen Feng opened his eyes wide.

“Yes, seeking death. Ancestor Chen Yang still retained a last shred of humanity at the time, and this shred of humanity made him make the choice.” Chen Xin sighed, “After learning that Ancestor Chen Yang had gone to the Death Desert alone, my great-grandfather felt that this was a good opportunity.

“Whether it’s to find out what’s going on with Ancestor Chen Yang and see if we can restore his sanity, or to kill him when he’s beyond redemption, this is a good opportunity.

“So my great-grandfather gathered several experts, including the then-sovereign leader, and secretly traveled to the Death Desert without telling anyone, especially our ancestor Chen Yang’s wife. She must not be informed of the news.

“Because she was already ten months pregnant at that time and could give birth at any time.”

Listening to Jian Douluo’s story, Chen Feng knew in his heart that this matter would definitely end in tragedy.

Sure enough, Chen Xin said in a heavy tone:

“When my great-grandfather led the sect’s masters to the Death Desert to track down Ancestor Chen Yang, they were soon ambushed and attacked by Ancestor Chen Yang, and my great-grandfather was seriously injured.

“But Ancestor Chen Yang didn’t kill Great-Grandfather immediately. Instead, he started chasing other sect masters. This gave Great-Grandfather an opportunity. At that time, Great-Grandfather realized that Ancestor Chen Yang was beyond saving. If he didn’t make a decision, all the sect masters he brought with him would die here.

“So, at that critical moment, my great-grandfather used the Seven Killing Sword’s most powerful attack. While Ancestor Chen Yang was dealing with others, he dealt him a fatal blow, killing his own son.” Ning Fengzhi sighed softly.

“Before his death, Senior Chen Yang briefly regained his sanity. He told everyone present that his martial spirit possessed the ability to devour souls, but the souls he devoured would affect his mind.

“Senior Chen Yang didn’t completely lose his mind while under the influence of the demonic sword. He did his best. After killing someone, he left traces behind, allowing his evil deeds to be quickly discovered. He then went to the Death Desert alone, giving the seniors at the time the opportunity to kill him.

“Finally, before his death, Senior Chen Yang offered a possible way to avoid being affected by the devil sword. After that, Senior Chen Yang passed away.”

Chen Xin reached out her hand, gently stroked Chen Feng’s head, and told him what happened next:
“Killing his own son was a huge blow to my great grandfather, especially when he realized that all of this was actively coordinated by our ancestor Chen Yang. This fact made my great grandfather feel immense pain and guilt.

“My great-grandfather felt guilty for not discovering the problem sooner. He felt that if he had discovered it earlier, our ancestor Chen Yang might have been saved. However, things eventually developed to a point that no one wanted to see.

“After Ancestor Chen Yang passed away, my great-grandfather brought his remains back to the sect and issued a gag order, forcing the matter not to be spread, especially not to Ancestor Chen Yang’s wife.

“But the truth will eventually come to light. At first, because Ancestor Chen Yang’s wife was about to give birth, the news was kept secret under deliberate control. But after the birth of the child, she still couldn’t see her husband, so Ancestor Chen Yang’s wife quickly became suspicious.

“Great-grandfather originally wanted to appease her by saying that our ancestor Chen Yang was away on a mission, but she refused to believe him and even threatened to commit suicide in order to learn the truth. With no other choice, Great-grandfather had to tell her the whole story.”

“Then what?” Chen Feng asked.

“Then, that ancestor fell into great grief, and one day she left the sect with her child, and her whereabouts are unknown.” Ning Fengzhi sighed and said, “I think that senior didn’t want to stay in the sect, this sad place. Even though she knew that the predecessors at the time had done nothing wrong, she couldn’t face the fact that her husband was killed by his own family, so she ultimately chose to leave.”

“My great-grandfather searched for her many times but couldn’t find her whereabouts. He was still thinking about this matter until his death, and asked us to bring your lineage back.” Chen Xin rubbed Chen Feng’s head and said.

“Now I’ve finally found you, and you’re lucky enough not to have awakened the Devil Sword Martial Spirit. I don’t need to worry about you being affected by the Devil Sword and changing your personality like our ancestor Chen Yang did.”

“What does that magic sword look like?” Chen Feng asked curiously.

“The sword is pitch black, and there is a purple-black gem on the guard. Its features are very obvious. Don’t worry, I have observed your martial soul, and it is definitely not a magic sword. You are very lucky.” Chen Xin smiled and patted Chen Feng’s shoulder.

“Yes, I am indeed very lucky.” Chen Feng’s mind flashed with the Yin fish in the Tai Chi diagram, and he murmured softly:
“It’s such a blessing.”

(End of this chapter)