The elder who had led Nangong Nan to the Ancient Battlefield all those years ago had coveted the treasures she obtained and attacked her. Fortunately, Wan Yanming had intervened, and she had escaped with her life. Nangong Nan and Wan Yanming had planned to live in seclusion on the Ancient Battlefield, so they had let their hatred fade. But once Ling Tian learned what had happened, he swore to avenge Nangong Nan. The Ten Thousand Swords Cliff had many disciples, though, and so much time had passed that he had no way of finding out which elder had led the group.
Now that he had heard Nangong Bingrui's account, a sinister smile curled Ling Tian's lips. "I've searched high and low, only to find it right under my nose. I finally know who hurt Sister-in-law Nangong. Hmph, whether he's at the Great Perfection of Tribulation Transcendence or has already become an immortal, give me time and he'll die without a doubt!"
"Ling Tian, could it... could it have been Dugu Ao who hurt my aunt?" A flash of killing intent crossed Nangong Bingrui's eyes. "I used to hear Dugu Ao say that my aunt had accidentally triggered a mechanism and died tragically on the Ancient Battlefield. I never imagined he was the one who did it. How despicable!"
"Nangong, did that Dugu Ao come to Chaos City?" Ling Tian asked, his tone much more serious.
"He did. Dugu Yun Tian is his grandson. How could he miss the chance to see his grandson shine at the Cultivator Assembly?" Nangong Bingrui nodded, then thought of the rules in Chaos City and fumed. "It's a shame we can't fight here. Even if we could, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to do anything to him. He may well have already become an