Under the guidance of the Emperor of Qi, Chu Yang quickly arrived at a mist-shrouded immortal mountain. At the entrance to this sect, there were disciples guarding the mountain, who were roasting a piece of venison, the aroma wafting around them.
The blood-stained deer hide was quite conspicuous.
Chu Yang's expression was indifferent as he approached these disciples.
"Have you seen my sister?" Chu Yang asked, releasing his oppressive aura.
The mountain-guarding disciples, terrified by Chu Yang's overwhelming pressure, dared not speak.
They trembled as they pointed towards a nearby cliff.
Chu Yang immediately followed their direction and looked towards the cliff.
With a few swift steps, he reached the edge and looked down, only to see a pile of children's corpses!
The faces of these children were etched with fear and horror, which Chu Yang noticed instantly.
The horrifying scene made even Chu Yang's heart tremble.
At the bottom of the cliff lay a mountain of children's corpses, all under the age of ten.
The terror and despair they must have felt facing death at such a young age were unimaginable.
Among the many bodies, Chu Yang's eyes were drawn to a familiar, small figure.
Seeing Chu Nannan's corpse, Chu Yang felt as if time had stopped, his heart aching with indescribable pain.
Chu Nannan, his sister, was dead!
...
The Chu Emperor is dead?! Seeing the body in the pit, all the cultivators outside the mirror were stunned.
They immediately turned their gaze towards Chu Nannan, who stood nearby wearing a ghost-face mask.
Chu Emperor was clearly alive and well, with unfathomable cultivation.
What was going on?
Chu Nannan herself was confused. She had no memory of these events.
Her memories with Chu Yang ended when she was captured after arriving at the palace.
When she woke up again, she had been taken away by her master.
She had no recollection of the current scenes.
"Perhaps my master saved me later. It was around this time that I met my master and joined the sect. The timeline fits!"
The astonishment among the onlookers didn't diminish.
In the Heavenly Emperor's Mirror, Chu Nannan appeared lifeless, clearly dead.
While there were rare treasures and techniques that could revive the dead, such items were held by only the most powerful beings.
It turned out that Chu Nannan's master had such terrifying power.
"If that's the case, Chu Emperor's master must have appeared at this time and saved her."
Someone nodded, piecing the events together.
"But why didn't Chu Emperor's master also take the young Supreme Emperor as a disciple?"
A cultivator questioned.
Given the Supreme Emperor's displayed talent, his future achievements were boundless. It made no sense for Chu Emperor's master not to take him as a disciple.
Ye Fan then spoke, "Isn't it obvious? Have none of you figured it out yet?"
"I see. It won't be long before the Supreme Emperor's foundation is destroyed, and at the same time, the Chu Emperor's Supreme Bone accidentally awakens, gaining more attention and importance."
"Moreover, the awakening of the Supreme Bone could have revived Chu Emperor. I read in an ancient text that the Supreme Bone has terrifying regenerative abilities, capable of resurrection as long as there's a drop of blood left!"
Upon hearing Ye Fan's analysis, many nodded in agreement, finding it plausible.
"It seems the Supreme Emperor's foundation was likely destroyed here at Tianyan Sect."
Many sighed, considering that if it weren't for these unfortunate events, the Supreme Emperor might have ascended to Immortalhood with his talent and the Supreme Bone, ruling over the three realms.
...
In the pit reeking of a strong stench of death.
Chu Yang's entire body trembled, his face ashen, devoid of any color.
He opened his mouth, trying to speak, but no sound came out.
He looked in disbelief at the small, lifeless body, pale and devoid of any life.
Chu Yang slowly parted the pile of corpses and crouched down, gently lifting Nannan's cold body into his arms with trembling hands.
Even at this moment, Chu Yang couldn't believe his sister was truly dead.
But the cold touch of Chu Nannan's body told him that, no matter how much he didn't want to accept it, her death was an unchangeable reality.
Chu Nannan was dead.
Just like their parents back then, she had died before his eyes.
A sense of despair and helplessness surged from his heart, engulfing Chu Yang entirely.
"Nannan…"
Chu Yang softly called his sister's name, tears of blood streaming down his face.
"Brother is sorry…"
"It's all my fault. I didn't take good care of you and let you suffer like this."
"Nannan…"
Chu Yang's heart bled with sorrow, his tears flowing uncontrollably.
He couldn't imagine the despair and fear Nannan must have felt while waiting for death, hoping her brother would come to save her…
But he didn't. He didn't appear when Nannan needed him most, failing to protect her.
Memories of the past with Nannan flashed through Chu Yang's mind.
From when she was a few months old, Chu Yang had watched her grow up bit by bit.
He had fed Nannan with his own blood, traded his flesh for beast milk to ensure she had enough nutrition to grow.
Over the years, he risked his life time and again, hunting fierce beasts to sustain their livelihood.
This little person before him was the sister he had guarded with his life, growing up bit by bit.
In a sea of blood, scenes from the past flickered before Chu Yang's eyes like a slideshow.
"Brother, where are Daddy and Mommy?"
"Brother, I've grown up. I've learned to roast meat and can make it for you now, hehe."
"Brother, I don't want to live in the forest anymore. Can we move to the town?"
"Brother, those kids in town are so annoying. I caught a snake today, and they wet their pants in fear."
"Brother, I want to see a more bustling city…"
The memories of the past seemed like they happened just yesterday.
But how did this lively little girl become so cold? Chu Yang looked at his little sister, her cold corpse still bearing a terrified expression…
"Ah!"
A beast-like roar erupted from Chu Yang in the pit, echoing through the heavens and earth.