Stepping into the Manor Master's residence, Chu Nan found it unusually quiet, shrouded in darkness, with only a single wooden hut ahead brightly lit.

Through the shadows cast by the candlelight, Chu Nan could see a silhouette sitting cross-legged in meditation.

It goes without saying that this figure must be Feng Jiming.

Chu Nan took a deep breath, then bowed and said, "Chu Nan from Cyan Profound Martial Academy, greets Senior."

Feng Jiming's cultivation was unfathomable, beyond the perception of his Spiritual Sense. His cultivation was definitely above the Yang Wheel, making him a Divine Light Realm Martial Artist.

"Ahem~"

A soft cough sounded from inside the room, followed by Feng Jiming's leisurely voice: "Come in."

With a solemn expression, Chu Nan slowly walked into Feng Jiming's room, closing the door behind him.

After entering the room, Chu Nan discovered that he was actually sitting cross-legged in mid-air, with an immortal-like demeanor and an astonishing aura.

Slowly opening his sleepy eyes, Feng Jiming looked Chu Nan up and down, profoundly mysterious as he said, "I knew we would eventually meet."

Chu Nan slightly frowned, recalling that from the information revealed by Chu Mountain and Chen Kaiyang, Feng Jiming was a survivor of the Cyan Demon Mountain Range chaos over ten years ago, having once entered the range with his father, Chu Fang.

Now it seemed this man, as anticipated, knew a lot.

"You know me?" Chu Nan asked in confusion.

Feng Jiming retracted his aura, landed softly on the ground, and slowly walked up to Chu Nan, with a look of reminiscence and appreciation: "You look a lot like your father, but your eyes resemble your mother's."

"From the moment I laid eyes on you, I was certain you were his son."

"Moreover, the unique aura of your bloodline was sensed by me the moment you stepped into this mountain range."

Upon hearing these words, Chu Nan's heart was shaken, his muscles trembling with excitement, he said, "Then you know how my father died?"

An insatiable desire to know the truth of the past, which was an unshakable obsession for Chu Nan.

Seeing Chu Nan's eager expression, Feng Jiming slowly nodded, then said, "Are you aware of the Heavenly Balance Realm?"

"Heavenly Balance Realm?" Confusion flashed momentarily in Chu Nan's eyes, but it quickly faded.

The Qin Kingdom resided in the Celestial Crossing Realm, while beyond it was rumored to be a more vast and perilous place where the Martial Dao flourished even more—the Heavenly Balance Realm.

Rumor had it that in the Heavenly Balance Realm, Yang Wheel Martial Artists were as common as crucian carp crossing the river, and Divine Light Martial Artists were just average, while Cloud Sea Realm experts, considered peak in the Qin Kingdom, were only ordinary strongmen there.

However, between the Celestial Crossing Realm and Heavenly Balance Realm stood a barrier, without opportunity or strength, crossing realms was challenging.

The only way to enter the Celestial Crossing Realm lay at the end of the Cyan Demon Mountain Range!

"Was my father's death related to the Heavenly Balance Realm?" Chu Nan inquired.

Feng Jiming nodded again, and then said, "He was the greatest Martial Artist to journey from the Celestial Crossing Realm to the Heavenly Balance Realm in nearly a century."

"None other!"

Chu Nan was unsurprised by this, as he had previously learned from Chu Mountain that his father, Chu Fang, had ventured into the Heavenly Balance Realm.

His cultivation in life must have been incredibly strong, possibly even at the Cloud Sea Realm level.

He just hadn't expected Feng Jiming to hold such a high regard for Chu Fang.

"I'm not concerned about that, I just want to know who killed him!" A hint of fierceness flashed in Chu Nan's eyes.

Despite Chu Nan's slightly impolite question, Feng Jiming showed no trace of anger, instead expressing a look of admiration: "The one who killed him is already dead, or perhaps not..."

Chu Nan slightly frowned, not quite understanding what Feng Jiming was implying.

But Feng Jiming met Chu Nan's gaze directly: "Since you've come to find me, you surely already know about the chaos in the Cyan Demon Mountain Range over ten years ago, right?"

Chu Nan nodded, then said, "Someone told me that my father died in that chaos. Since you survived it, you must know the truth of what happened back then."

"You're not wrong, I not only know the truth but was also the sole witness to your father's heroic acts!" As Feng Jiming spoke, a hint of excitement crept into his manner.

He stared at Chu Nan with wide eyes, as if searching for the presence of someone else.

"Decades ago, on the other side of the Cyan Demon Mountain Range, in the Heavenly Balance Realm, a terrifying force known as the Sword Demon Hall arose."

"The leader of the Sword Demon Hall, the Sword Demon, possessed immeasurable cultivation, capable of shattering the void and splitting the heavens, leaving destruction in his path and turning the world upside down."

"Standing at the pinnacle of the lower realm, the Sword Demon vowed to ascend to the middle realm."

"But the path from the lower realm to the middle realm had been cut off, so the Sword Demon intended to sacrifice the entire lower realm's living beings in a blood sacrifice to reopen the way and lead the Sword Demon Hall's martial artists into the middle realm."

At this moment, Chu Nan's heart trembled; such a fearsome existence actually sought to blood sacrifice the living beings of the lower realm. Could this truly be done?

"The Sword Demon, with the Sword Demon Hall, swept across the Heavenly Balance Realm unopposed, reducing its martial artists to a state of utter despair. In less than half a year, the Celestial Crossing Realm came completely under the Sword Demon Hall's control."

Chu Nan slightly frowned, beginning to suspect the true cause of the chaos in the Cyan Demon Mountain Range over a decade ago.

"After subduing the Heavenly Balance Realm, the Sword Demon's next target was our Celestial Crossing Realm. If he succeeded, all lower realm beings would become mere sacrificial ants."

"Our Celestial Crossing Realm was unaware of this, and the warriors of the Heavenly Balance Realm were already in despair, seemingly incapable of stopping the Sword Demon's goal of blood ritualizing the lower realm."

"Yet, at this crucial juncture, there was someone willing to stand up and lead everyone in resistance against the Sword Demon."

Saying this, Feng Jiming's eyes held a hint of veneration as he deeply gazed at Chu Nan.

Chu Nan took the hint, whispering softly, "Was it my father?"

Feng Jiming nodded: "Your father stepped forward when everyone else had given up, hoisting the banner of resistance against the Sword Demon."

"At the end of the Cyan Demon Mountain Range, he, along with top experts from both the Celestial Crossing and Heavenly Balance Realms, raised the last line of defense against the Sword Demon."

"Should the defense fall, the lower realm would perish; it was a fight to the death!"

Chu Nan had thought Chu Fang was strong, but he didn't realize how strong; leading warriors from both realms to oppose the most formidable warrior of the lower realm.

Judging by the current situation, it appeared the Sword Demon lost this war.

"How did my father win?" Curiosity arose in Chu Nan's heart; having lived sixteen years knowing almost nothing about Chu Fang aside from his name.

But the sight of Feng Jiming was revealing that his father had once lived an extraordinary life.

Feng Jiming's eyes showed admiration: "Your father led us in several battles against the Sword Demon Hall warriors, finally even facing the Sword Demon head-on."

"I have to admit, your father was a fateful martial artist; his Cultivation Technique was unparalleled, invincible, and even though his realm was far below that of the Sword Demon, he could still fight until it was seven to three, even growing stronger with each battle!"

But soon, a touch of sadness appeared in Feng Jiming's eyes: "However, the Sword Demon was indeed the Sword Demon; his cultivation was already the limit of the lower realm, with insights unmatched by anyone, and your father, although strong, was no match."

"Thus, in the end, your father chose an ancient Secret Technique that burned his life force when faced with a desperate situation."

"Perished with the demon!"

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