The Life of Demon Blade Night Monarch

"He was a thoroughgoing Heretical Cultivator, a killing demon..."

With a hint of apprehension, Hong Cang Zhenren replied softly, "In today's Soul Master Realm, I reckon more than half the factions bear a blood-deep hatred toward him."

"Our Body Sect was no exception. Back then, the Bone Refinement Branch that split off from us was slaughtered by him to the last man, their inheritance nearly severed."

He Tiantian's expression changed. No wonder Hong Cang Zhenren's face had looked so grim earlier.

Hong Cang Zhenren sighed. "But those are all old matters. Even if the Body Sect cannot let go of that hatred, we would not settle it upon Night Monarch's son."

"Besides..." Hong Cang Zhenren said wistfully, "before he succumbed to demonic corruption, he too had been a pitiable man, schemed against by others. Had he not been driven to the very end, there would never have been the name Night Monarch afterward."

Lu Feng recalled Bai Ju's earlier words, "Fates are always so alike." Combined with Hong Cang Zhenren's description of him as a pitiable man, he could not help asking curiously, "Did Ling Tian's father experience the same thing back then? Was he also deceived and forced into cultivating a demonic blade art?"

"Not quite." Hong Cang Zhenren shook his head and said gravely, "His father chose to fall into the demonic path of his own accord, all to gain absolute strength for revenge. It all began with the famed Guanyuan Iron Triangle of that era."

He Tiantian interrupted, "Guanyuan? The Guanyuan of the Guanyuan Mountains?"

Hong Cang Zhenren nodded. "That very Guanyuan. Ling Tian's father came from Guanyuan Town at the foot of the Guanyuan Mountains. His original name was Ling Xiao."

"Two others left Guanyuan Town alongside him: Zhuge Yi and Hong Yueban."

"Though the three