Facing Yang Fei's chilling gaze, Duanmu Cheng's heart trembled, and for the first time, he truly felt the terror and horror of this young man.
For some reason, at this moment, an inexplicable fear sprouted deep within his heart.
There was a ridiculous sense that the Duanmu Family might be devoured by this young man.
"Don't make me ask a second time," Yang Fei said coldly.
Duanmu Cheng took a deep breath and nodded, "Yes, the ancestor personally killed her. It happened in front of experts from the seven major powers, I was there too, I witnessed it with my own eyes."
Yang Fei had still harbored a sliver of hope that his mother might still be alive, but what he heard was such a result.
According to the information he had received earlier, his mother was gifted, a cultivation genius. In her twenties, she had comprehended the strengths of various Hidden Sect families and combined them into a very high Realm, all for the purpose of confronting the Taoist Inheritor.