C12 The Legend of the Ancestral Land

Duanmu Kuang sat in front of the grave without moving. He had been sitting in front of the grave for an entire day. At this moment, the sun was setting in the west, and it was almost dusk.

"Mother is gone, father is gone, and Duanmu family is gone. There is nothing left." Duanmu Kuang muttered to himself, his eyes lifeless.

He stretched out his left hand, and the Bloodthirsty Heavenly Bead was lying quietly in his palm, flickering with a faint light.

Duanmu Kuang looked at the Bloodthirsty Heavenly Bead in his hand, and the corners of his mouth revealed a self-deprecating smile. "Now, there is only this bead left, even Master..."

Thinking up to this point, Duanmu Kuang's eyes became even more confused. In his daze, there was fear towards the future. He did not know what to do now, and he did not know how to proceed in the future.

In the end, he was still just a child. In the past, when he was in the Duanmu family, even though he wasn't a spoiled brat who would eat anything that came his way, he was still a child. There were people who arranged all kinds of trivial matters in the family. He didn't need to worry about anything. Now that he thought about it, other than practicing martial arts, he knew nothing else.

But now everything had changed. Ever since the arrival of that group of villains, everything had been destroyed. He had lost his family, his home, and he was left alone.

He had grown up in Nanling Town and had never even gone out of the town. Now, he had no idea where he was going or where he could go. The only place he was familiar with was Nanling Town, but he couldn't go back, much less go back.

"You beasts, why did you kill my family? Why did you destroy my home?"

Sorrow came from his heart. Duanmu Kuang couldn't help but roar at the sky, "My god! Why did you do this to me? Why did you do this to my family?! Are you blind?! My Duanmu family has been doing good deeds for generations and has been doing good deeds. We have been doing good deeds for many generations, but we have ended up like this. Those villains killed my family like slaughtering pigs and dogs, but now they are free and unfettered in the outside world. Is there still justice in this world? If this is the Heavenly Dao, then I, Duanmu Kuang, swear here. One day, I will definitely break your lousy Heavenly Dao."

"Die, all of you will die... Villains, and this wretched heavens, you... All of you deserve to die!" Duanmu Kuang looked like he had gone mad. He threw his head back and roared at the sky. "Power! I want power! I want to become a powerful expert! No matter what price I have to pay, even if I have to transform into a devil, I'm willing to... "

Loneliness, helplessness, fear, and other feelings tugged at his heart. The hatred that was as vast as a mountain and sea was about to crush his shoulders. His kind heart was slowly changing, and evil was growing.

It was only when he lost all his strength that Duanmu Kuang sat down on his butt. He crouched in front of the grave and sobbed, "Mother, what should I do? How can I get out of this predicament? How can I avenge you? "

He was now in trouble in this desolate mountain range. He had no one to rely on, had nowhere to go, and didn't even have a way out. Furthermore, the cultivation of those villains was profound. Even his grandfather wasn't a match for them with a single palm.

"Grandpa..." Duanmu Kuang murmured. "Oh right, before grandfather died, he mentioned the ancestral teachings about the ancestral land and the legends of the ancestral land."

As a direct descendant of Duanmu family, he had naturally heard of the legend of the ancestral land. The legendary ancestral land was located at the bottom of the Falling Qilin Abyss in Nanling Peak.

The peak of Nanling was known as the highest peak on the continent. It towered into the clouds, and its height could be imagined. The Falling Qilin Abyss was an abyss at the peak of the peak of Nanling, and it was named after the fact that a Qilin was killed here 100,000 years ago.

The Fallen Qilin Abyss was surrounded by mountains. The rocks were steep and steep, and there was nowhere to climb. The bottom of the abyss was pitch black, and it was impossible to see the bottom of the abyss. Occasionally, a gust of chilly wind would blow up from the bottom of the abyss, causing people to shiver in fear.

It was like a monster with its mouth wide open, and it was about to devour someone. Those with weak willpower would probably fall down the moment they got close to it.

Since the establishment of the Heavenly Star Dynasty for 100,000 years, there had never been anyone who went down and came back safely. And Duanmu Kuang's ancestral land was a place that made all the martial artists on the continent shiver at the mention of it.

According to the ancestors, the ancestors of the Duanmu Family had once lived in the depths of the Falling Qilin Abyss. The environment there was beautiful, and there had been no competition for generations. It was like a peach garden that was out of the world, and there were many powerful people there. It was fascinating.

However, no one knew what happened after that. That was why the ancestors moved out of the ancestral land and took root in various parts of the empire. Many powerful families had fallen apart from then on.

The bloodline of Duanmu Kuang's ancestors had settled down in the Nanling Town. After countless generations, it had gradually become a small family with the highest cultivation of Xiantian realm warriors.

"Perhaps, I can go to the ancestral land and find that great opportunity." Duanmu Kuang was like a grass that had no roots, and he had found someone to rely on. For others, it was as difficult as ascending to the heavens to think of the bottom of the Fallen Qilin Abyss. However, Duanmu Kuang knew that there was a path that could lead them to the bottom of the abyss. The ancestors had walked this path back then.

Although it had been a long time and the detailed route had been lost, the ancestors of Duanmu family had unanimously agreed that they would be able to reach the Ancestral Land from the back of the mountain. There was a great opportunity and a great terror in there.

In fact, there had been some ancestors of the Duanmu family who wanted to return to the Ancestral Land. However, they had lost contact with them the moment they entered the deep mountains and never returned. It was unknown whether they had died in the mouth of the Profound Beast in the deep mountains or in the terror of their ancestral land.

Along with the passage of time, their long-cherished wish to return to the ancestral land was severed. They only left behind a line of ancestral teachings that was passed down from generation to generation.

"The peak of Nanling, the Fallen Qilin Abyss. I wish to obtain the saint blood and vow to kill the heavens." Duanmu Kuang silently muttered in his heart and quickly made a decision.

"Mother, I have to leave now. I can't stay with you any longer. I'm going to the Ancestral Land to search for the great opportunity mentioned by my ancestors. If you know about it from the bottom of the spring, you must protect this child from finding that great opportunity as soon as possible. I will come back to see you after I have successfully cultivated and taken my revenge."

After Duanmu Kuang finished speaking, he kowtowed in front of the grave. He stared at his mother's grave. His right hand gently stroked the grave as if he was deeply in love with his lover. His expression was filled with reluctance, but in the end, it turned into determination.

Duanmu Kuang stood up and looked at the boundless mountains in front of him. He walked forward step by step, his face full of determination. In order to become stronger and get revenge, even if there was a Profound Beast in the deep mountains that could easily tear his weak body apart... It was still the ancestral land that made people's expressions change. He didn't show any signs of fear. He strode forward.

At this time, the sun had already set halfway up the mountain. Warm afterglow scattered across the entire land. The sunlight shone on his body, pulling out a long silhouette that was following his footsteps as he walked further and further away.

At this moment, in the boundless mountain range, under the setting sun, a lone figure appeared. The remnant sun was like blood.

Duanmu Kuang walked further and further away, entering the forest of the mountain range. The trees inside were towering, and the branches and leaves were lush. The dense leaves covered the entire sky, and not a single ray of sunlight could penetrate through.

Perhaps it was because no one had walked past, but the ground was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves. It gave off a rotten smell as it walked on the fallen leaves. A rustling sound was heard, adding a bit of strangeness to the dense forest.

Walking in this desolate and uninhabited forest, one could hear the chirping of insects and birds, as well as the roars of beasts from time to time. It was Duanmu Kuang who was bold and determined, and he was also covered in cold sweat.

A few nights ago, he carried his mother's corpse and fled in the mountains for a day and two nights. At that time, he was in a trance and didn't feel anything because of the tragic incident that happened in his home. Now that he was walking alone in the dark forest, he felt a lingering fear.

"It is said that the mountain is dangerous. It seems that it is true. You must be careful. Don't be as reckless as a few days ago. Otherwise, if you encounter a high grade Profound Beast, you will die without a doubt. " Duanmu Kuang muttered in his heart, and the roars of beasts came from the mountain range. It caused his heart to palpitate.