"waste!"

The Golden Light Ancestor sat in the middle hall with a blank expression, spitting out two words from his mouth, and the people below were already silent.

The leading man in blue trembled and kowtowed hard, "Master, disciples and others are about to succeed, but this Zhou... Zhou Qiu did not hesitate to use the blood escape method to penetrate the 100,000 mountains. The disciples and others dare not go deep, but I think Zhou Qiu was seriously injured, and he decided not to live for two hours in the depths of the 100,000 mountains!"

After saying that, the few people who were kneeling kowtowed hard and said in a trembling voice: "Please forgive me, my disciples and others will do their best!"

The Golden Light Ancestor raised his eyes lightly, and looked at the disciple who was pounding garlic below. The golden light flashed in his eyes, and a faint pressure burst out.

The people below trembled at the same time and kowtowed desperately: "Master, please spare me, please spare me!"

Blood marks gradually appeared on several people's foreheads, but no one dared to stop.

"If there is a next time, we will punish you strictly without lending!"

It was not until this majestic voice sounded that the disciples felt relieved and said respectfully: "Thank you, Master!"

After standing up, everyone realized that their bodies were wet.

"Tomorrow morning, follow me into the mountain!"

"Here!"

As the crowd dispersed, the room gradually darkened, and the anger in the eyes of the Golden Light Ancestor gradually revealed. As the true saint, although he was not the mysterious existence of Yi Sheng, how could he not know that Zhou Qiu was not dead yet?

"First class waste!"

He snorted again. If it weren't for the fact that there were not many high-level disciples under his sect, he would have thought of slapping to death with one palm.

The more I think about it, the more angry I get. Others have masters, and there are at least three or five half-saints. But his subordinates are covered with a few magical powers. I can't help but feel angry again: "Useless things!"

None of these four, five sons, seventeen, and eight grandsons are motivated. With so many high-level resources, only one semi-saint has been produced so far; the rest are wandering below supernatural powers.

If you pile up those resources on others, at least one or two or two more saints would be a problem. Otherwise, why would he have to take action on these small matters yourself?

With this anger, the figure of the Golden Light Ancestor suddenly disappeared.

At night, the 100,000 mountains stretched out thousands of miles under the moonlight, like a giant beast, lying on the vast land, boundless.

In the mountains, giant trees are continuous, and even during the day, they cannot penetrate too much sunlight. In such a dark night, it is naturally even darker, and the continuous moonlight can only be sprinkled coldly on the tree canopy, unable to penetrate the slightest.

In such a night, it was very quiet, with only the faint chirping of insects, which occasionally rang in the mountains and forests, and it looked very quiet and peaceful; but everyone knew that here, at this moment, there were dangers everywhere.

Perhaps, a small insect in the grass or a snake on the tree that looks like a branch can easily kill you.

Not to mention some monsters that are used to coming out to find food at night, perhaps there is an amazingly powerful monster hidden in a grass by the river.

But at this moment, the existences who could easily kill people in a few miles suddenly stopped and shrank their necks, and some even shook their whole bodies in the grass, not daring to make a sound.

Because of an amazing aura, it descended on this mountain forest.

Jin Guang was cold and stood on a treetop, glanced coldly around, and then flew in one direction.

If this is an ordinary magical power, even a semi-saint, he would not dare to run around like this in the current 100,000 mountains on such a night.

Only the true saint can be so unscrupulous.

The Golden Light Ancestor released his anger without restraint and followed Zhou Qiu's traces.

Jin Guang was quite angry about Zhou Qiu's rebellion; he had never heard of a true saint disciple who had rebelled before, so when this was heard, what was his face?

It was just a small disciple of magical powers who gave great kindness to advance to the semi-saint; he actually refused to obey and even rebelled from the sect. This was a completely unforgivable sin.

He must capture him and kill and punish him in front of all his disciples to show his majesty of the true saint and exude this anger in his heart.

Jin Guang was moving forward rapidly. If Zhou Qiu knew about it, he would definitely be shocked, because the Golden Light Ancestor was walking along the way, which was the route she took after she escaped into the 100,000 mountains.

After just one stick of incense, Jin Guang came to the cave and looked at the big tree where Zhou Qiu was most at that time, and his eyebrows began to rise slightly.

After frowning and looking around for a few seconds, he snorted and swung his palm towards somewhere.

The thick vines on that place broke as if cut by a knife, falling down, revealing a cave inside.

The Golden Light Ancestor showed a little surprise on his face. He looked at the cave, his figure flashed, and he arrived inside the cave, looked around for several times, and his brows slowly frowned.

At this moment, there were burning ashes and even food residues in the cave. It was obvious that someone had been there; but with his spiritual sense, he could not sense at all that a few people or someone had stayed here.

There was no trace of breath here.

"Hmph!" The Golden Light Ancestor snorted lightly, reached out his hand and gently drew a circle in the air.

"Tracking the origin!"

With his clear shout and his fingers turned, some images gradually began to appear in the circle, and it became clear in a moment.

What is shown inside is the scene inside this cave.

But in this moment, the light in the cave was dark and everything was as usual.

The Golden Light Ancestor took a light breath and gently pointed his fingers towards the circle again.

The images here began to fluctuate slightly, as if the video began to regress, but the images inside changed a little because the speed was a little fast and the images were slightly blurred.

This situation continued for a while, but it seemed that there was no big change. Until a sleeping bear appeared inside, the Golden Light Ancestor suddenly changed his face slightly.

The image began to replay again, but suddenly the scene inside changed, becoming like now, with no big bear inside, only a pile of remains of a bonfire.

The Golden Light Ancestor's face became solemn in an instant, and his fingers gently waved, and the images in the circle began to go back and forth repeatedly in this period.

Looking at this repeated image, a slight sense of sweat gradually began to appear on the forehead of the Golden Light Patriarch.

I don't know if it's because of the excessive loss of spiritual power or...

Finally, the scene in front of him slowly dissipated, leaving only the Golden Light Ancestor standing in place with a gloomy face.
Chapter completed!