"His subconscious was calling for help?" Chen Feng felt that he understood somewhat.
"That's right." Ning Fengzhi nodded. "Although Ancestor Chen Yang had been controlled by the Demonic Sword, his kind nature had not been completely extinguished. Thus, under the influence of his subconscious, he left behind small traces after every crime. Ordinary people would not notice such traces, but Ancestor Chen Yang's father was familiar with some of his son's habits, and he ultimately used them to find the culprit."
Chen Xin gave a bitter smile. "But by the time the elders understood this, it was already too late. Great-Grandfather had not considered it at the time—or rather, even if he had, there was nothing he could have done. Ancestor Chen Yang's cultivation had risen too quickly. He was about to break through to Title Douluo. Once he did, Ancestor Chen Yang would have become very difficult to deal with. So Great-Grandfather had to make a decision as soon as possible and eliminate the threat of Ancestor Chen Yang, who had already fallen into corruption."
Ning Fengzhi sighed from the side. "Yes. A Title Douluo in his twenties—under normal circumstances, that would have been a blessing great enough to bring the sect to prosperity. Unfortunately, life is unpredictable.
"Ancestor Chen Yang soon broke through to Rank 90 and was about to obtain his final soul ring to advance to Title Douluo. One day, he headed alone for the Death Desert without allowing anyone to accompany him."
"He went to the Death Desert alone? And why the Death Desert? I heard that the Soul Beasts living there mostly possess fire, earth, and metal attributes." Chen Feng frowned, deeply puzzled.
Chen Xin explained, "Because there is a type of Soul Beast in the Death Desert called the Azure Flame Blade Ghost,