Then, An Jieyue slowly began recounting the past.
Tens of thousands of years ago, this place was not yet called Yourong City, but was the Suoguang Immortal Sect.
There were few immortals and little power, but the atmosphere was excellent.
The immortals here lived together in perfect harmony.
The head of Suoguang Immortal Sect was An Kuangming. He was also the father of An Jinqiu and An Jieyue.
He loved the two sisters deeply, and the father-daughter relationship was very good.
Their mother was the chief elder of Suoguang Immortal Sect, named Yun Jiexin.
However, after An Jieyue was born, she rarely saw her mother.
She heard that her mother had been traveling outside and seldom returned to the sect.
This made An Jieyue feel very sad.
So the older sister, An Jinqiu, took on the role of mother.
She cared for An Jieyue’s daily life, played with her, and taught her cultivation.
At that time, An Jieyue’s favorite person was her sister An Jinqiu.
The two sisters had an excellent relationship.
They originally thought those happy days would last forever.
But in the Heavenly Realm, nothing remains unchanged forever.
One late night, An Jieyue, having reached the peak of the Profound Immortal Realm, emerged from seclusion.
She wanted to share the good news with her sister An Jinqiu.
But unexpectedly, upon entering the main hall,
she found their father An Kuangming lying in a pool of blood, and standing before him was her sister An Jinqiu.
At that moment, An Jinqiu’s hands were stained with blood.
Seeing this, An Jieyue almost collapsed and asked her sister what had happened.
An Jinqiu calmly told her that their father had suffered a cultivation mishap, had gone mad, and tried to kill her, but was killed in self-defense.
An Jieyue refused to accept this explanation.
Suoguang Immortal Sect’s arts were known for stability, and their father was a Golden Immortal Realm cultivator — how could he have gone mad?
Moreover, even if he truly had, rare treasures and secret arts could have cleared his mind — so why kill him with her own hands?
Faced with An Jieyue’s questioning, An Jinqiu said nothing but turned and left the main hall.
Immediately, sounds of battle arose within the sect.
An Jieyue hurried outside and found her sister An Jinqiu slaughtering many.
Fearful, she stood frozen.
From a young age, An Jinqiu had shown terrifying talent.
All immortals in the sect believed she would reach incredible heights.
An Jinqiu did not disappoint.
In just two thousand years, she reached the Golden Immortal Realm at an unprecedented speed.
An Jieyue was proud of such a powerful sister.
She never imagined that this sister would one day massacre the kind uncles and aunts who had cared for her.
What had gone wrong?
Why had things reached this point?
Two hours later, only An Jinqiu and An Jieyue remained in Suoguang Immortal Sect.
That day, An Jieyue remembered clearly.
An Jinqiu, covered in blood, stared at her coldly for a long time.
A faint killing intent flickered in her eyes.
At that time, An Jieyue even thought she might be killed by her sister just like their father and the others.
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