(Fourth Update)
He wished he could grow a pair of wings and fly back to Little Lake Town in the blink of an eye.
Chen Zong couldn't wait any longer as he finally entered Little Lake Town.
Compared to a few years ago, the current Little Lake Town seemed to be quieter, less lively, and more desolate.
Chen Zong did not pay much attention to it. His speed flew past like a ghost. Very soon, he arrived in front of a few wooden houses.
The wooden houses were old and dusty. They looked like they had been abandoned for a long time and no one lived in them.
This was his home, the place where he was born, the place where he grew up, and the place where he had more than ten years of memories.
Chen Zong pushed open the door with trembling hands. The creaking sound was ear-piercing, but it went straight to his heart. Chen Zong's heart could not stop pounding, and even breathing became difficult.
The light in the house was dim, but it could not block Chen Zong's eyes. He could see every detail clearly. The furniture was still the same familiar furniture, but it was a little messy, as if they had left in a hurry.
Chen Zong looked very carefully, not letting go of any clues.
There were no traces of fighting.
There were no bloodstains.
Unknowingly, the anxiety in his heart lessened a little.
"Father … Auntie … Where did you go?" Chen Zong muttered to himself. He remembered that when he left, he asked Huan Yun to take care of his father. He did not know what happened.
He quickly left and went to the old house of the Chen family. It was also abandoned and full of weeds.
"Now, I have to go to the mine," Chen Zong said to himself. He used his body movement again and went to the mine as fast as he could.
Chen Zong was full of hope. He was looking forward to seeing his father at the mine, but he was also worried that he would see his father suffer there. This contradiction tortured Chen Zong, and he almost lost his usual calmness.
He was so anxious that he finally arrived at the original site of the Chen family's iron mine.
"Stop, who are you? What are you doing here? "
He was immediately stopped by a group of martial artists. There were eight of them in total, and they looked unfriendly.
"Are you from the Bai family?" Chen Zong asked.
"That's right, we are from the Bai Family," one of the eight replied with a sneer.
Chen Zong's answer to them was to attack.
His figure flashed past so fast that they couldn't see anything. However, the eight people only felt that the world was spinning. The strange thing was that although it was clearly daytime, why did they quickly fall into darkness? They couldn't see anything.
Chen Zong had once guarded this iron mine, so he still had a clear memory of it. Soon, he rushed into the camp of the iron mine and grabbed the manager of the camp, who was also a deacon of the Bai family. He was at the late stage of the Force Training Realm.
"What about the Chens?" Chen Zong's voice was low, like the undercurrent in the deep sea, containing shocking anger and power.
"What Chen Clan?" The Bai Clan's deacon was startled.
"The Chen Clan of the Martial Wind City." Chen Zong's eyes emitted a terrifying light that contained a hint of murderous intent. The Bai Clan's deacon trembled uncontrollably.
"Chen Clan … Chen Clan … They are all in the mine …" The Bai Clan's deacon felt like he was about to be drowned by the terrifying murderous intent. It was as if he had fallen into the sea and would be swallowed by the huge waves at any time. He was extremely frightened and trembled. His mind was almost blank as he instinctively answered.
"Please come out." The low voice was like a nightmare that entered the Bai Clan's deacon's ears. He couldn't resist.
"Yes … Yes …" The Bai Clan's deacon was pale and sweating profusely. He didn't dare to delay and quickly ordered his subordinates to call out all the Chen Clan members who were mining in the mine.
Their clothes were ragged, and they were as thin as firewood. Their faces were covered in dirt, and they looked very pathetic. Chen Zong couldn't help but feel a little sad.
With a glance, there were a total of over 40 people. The older ones were over 70 years old, and the younger ones were a little over 10 years old. Most of them were at the Qi and Blood Realm. Only then would they be able to mine better. As for the Energy Refining Realm, there wasn't a single one.
There were a few hundred members of the Chen Clan, and the three branch families added together would be over 100. There were at least over 400 people. Now, there were only over 40 people left. The rest were probably dead.
A strand of indescribable sorrow emerged from the depths of Chen Zong's heart, and he was unable to suppress it.
In the end, he was also a member of the Chen Clan. He was born in the Chen Clan and grew up in the Chen Clan. It was an inseparable relationship in his bloodline.
All of them were his clansmen.
The 40 plus Chen Clan members stood side by side, and all of them looked at the Bai Clan members around them with fearful gazes. They shrunk their bodies as if they were afraid of being beaten.
Suddenly, Chen Zong saw a vaguely familiar face among the 40 plus people.
"Are you Uncle Wuxiong?" Staring at the vaguely familiar face, Chen Zong asked softly.
Chen Wuxiong's right eye, which could still be used, fell on Chen Zong's face. He vaguely felt that this young face was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before. However, that memory seemed to be a little long ago.
"I'm Chen Wuxiong. May I ask who you are, sir?" Chen Wuxiong asked cautiously, afraid that if his voice was too loud, he would disturb the other party and be beaten up.
"Uncle Wuxiong, I'm Chen Zong." Chen Zong's nose twitched, and his eyes reddened. He almost shed tears. Back then, Chen Wuxiong was the Patriarch of the branch family in Xiaohu Town. He was so high-spirited, but now, he looked like he had been tortured and was trembling in fear.
"Chen Zong …" Chen Wuxiong felt that this name was somewhat familiar, and it seemed to have begun to awaken a long time ago.
A few years' time was actually very short. It was just that living in the dark mine and being beaten from time to time was simply torture. It made a few years feel as long as a few decades.
"Chen Zong … You're the son of the main family …" Chen Wuxiong finally remembered. His right eye widened, and he couldn't help but exclaim loudly in surprise.
"That's me." Chen Zong nodded, forcibly suppressing the bitterness in his heart.
"You … You … You …" Chen Wuxiong trembled again and again, unable to say anything.
Why did the Chen family fall to such a state?
It wasn't unrelated to Chen Zong.
Colluding with the Black Demon Sect and offending the Bai family was one of the reasons why the Chen family fell to such a state.
Of course, Chen Wuxiong didn't know whether they colluded with the Black Demon Sect, but the matter of offending the Bai family could be investigated.
Clansmen were all dead. Except for a few lucky people who escaped, the rest who were still alive were all captured and turned into miner slaves. They had to mine in the dark mine all day long, and they were beaten from time to time.
There were originally more than a hundred people mining in the mine, but now there were only forty left.
Who was to blame?
Should he blame Chen Zong?
But at this moment, Chen Wuxiong didn't have any thoughts of blaming Chen Zong in his heart. It seemed that he was in trouble, and he seemed to have gotten over it.
This was a world where the strong preyed on the weak. Without strength, one would be accused of all kinds of crimes, and then be at the mercy of others.
"Uncle Wuxiong, I'm sorry for making you suffer." Chen Zong also knew very well that he was the fuse. If he didn't have any conflict with the Bai family back then, the Chen family wouldn't have become the target of the Bai family's revenge and fallen to such a state.
Did he blame himself?
No.
Because the conflict with the Bai family back then wasn't what he wanted.
He just felt very uncomfortable and sad.
In the end, it was still strength.
If the Chen family was stronger than the Bai family, the Bai family wouldn't even dare to fart.
Strength!
People chased after them, and people resented them.
Strength!
Suddenly, Chen Zong's heart surged with monstrous anger and killing intent.
"Call the Bai family here." Chen Zong opened his mouth and said in a frighteningly calm tone.
"You … what do you want to do …" The Bai family's deacon asked.
"I want to announce something." Chen Zong's tone was still calm.
The Bai family's deacon opened his mouth and summoned all the Bai family members in the mine. At the same time, he secretly made a hand gesture and asked one or two Bai family members to take this opportunity to leave and return to the Martial Wind City as soon as possible to get reinforcements.
Chen Zong also noticed this but didn't stop it because it was good.
Soon, other than the two people who secretly left, the rest of the Bai family members gathered here. Each of them had a fierce look on their faces, causing the forty or so Chen family members to tremble uncontrollably, like a flock of sheep surrounded by a pack of wolves.
"Everyone is here, if you have any orders … just say it." The Bai family's deacon's attitude was very humble because he knew that he was no match for the other party, so he used this kind of attitude to confuse the other party and delay as much time as possible until the Bai family's reinforcements arrived. By then, the situation would be reversed.
"You all …" Chen Zong's gaze swept across in an instant. It was as if an incomparably terrifying cold lightning had burst out, tearing through the sky, causing the Bai family members to be unable to look at him. They had no choice but to close their eyes: "All of you deserve to die!"
When the last three words fell, it was like a judgment from hell.
Before the people of the Bai Clan could react, two silver sword lights flashed in front of them, dazzling to the extreme.
Dozens of densely packed silver sword lights pierced through the air. Each of them was crystal clear and beautiful, but they also contained a shocking killing intent.
The silver sword lights seemed to have a mind of their own. They swept past the forty or so Chen family members without injuring them at all, but all of the Bai family members were killed.
The highest cultivation level was only at the Seventh Cycle of the Training State, so how could they resist Chen Zong's sword lights?
Before they could even react, the Bai family members were killed by the silver sword lights one by one. They couldn't be more dead.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Wuxiong and the rest were shocked to see that the vicious Bai family members who had always abused them had now become corpses that were still warm and lying in a pool of blood.
It was like a dream. The Chen family members were in a trance and couldn't react at all.
After a long time, a gust of wind blew past, causing them to involuntarily tremble.
"All … all … all dead …" Chen Wuxiong's voice was obscure, and he swallowed with difficulty.
These Bai family members were not weak, especially the Bai family's deacon. He was extremely powerful. In his eyes, the deacon was a first-class existence, but now he was killed.
More importantly, the person who killed him was Chen Zong. Moreover, he couldn't see how he killed them. He could only see a silver light flashing in front of his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, they were all dead.
"Uncle Wuxiong, elders of the family, please rest in the house over there for the time being." Chen Zong said. At the same time, he found things like energy pills on the Bai family's deacon and distributed them to the forty or so Chen family members for them to take to replenish their weak bodies.
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