A hundred thousand years ago.
Southern Border, Suspended Magnetic Mountain.
The night curtain enveloped everything in pitch-black darkness. Wind and thunder roiled, while flashes of lightning illuminated the battlefield from time to time.
On the mountainside of Suspended Magnetic Mountain, more than a dozen Gu Masters lay sprawled dead on the ground.
Rain poured down in sheets, yet it could not wash away the heavy stench of blood.
A fierce battle was slowly drawing to a close. Only two people remained on the battlefield, and the victor was already obvious.
"Hahaha!" A young man threw back his head and laughed. His eyes were bloodshot and filled with bloodlust. Step by step, he pressed toward the other Gu Master.
The other Gu Master was an old man, gravely wounded and unable to fight any longer. He retreated in panic, but his foot caught on something, and he fell into the mud.
The Young Gu Master slowly emerged from the thick curtain of rain and stood before the old Gu Master, looking down at him from above. His gaze was cold and sinister, without the slightest trace of warmth.
Yet there was no fear in the old Gu Master's eyes. Instead, they brimmed with incredulous hatred!
The old man growled, "Why? Why! Xiao You, I am your own grandfather. I raised you with my own hands, and I personally taught you all that you know. Your achievements today were all made possible by the Lineage's wholehearted cultivation! Why did you ambush the Lineage's high-level members? Why did you repay kindness with enmity? Why? Why!"
Faced with the old man's fierce questioning, the Young Gu Master lowered his eyelids and chuckled. "Why? I really never gave it much thought. Hmm... if I had to name a reason, perhaps it was because it annoyed