"Rubbish!"

The Golden Light Ancestor was expressionless, sitting on top of the middle hall, and spit out two words in his mouth, and the people below were already silent.

The leading man in Tsing Yi trembled, kowtowed vigorously, and said, "Master Qiqi, the disciples and others are already about to succeed, but this week... Zhou Qiu did not hesitate to use the method of blood escape to enter the 100,000 mountains to go deep; the disciples did not dare to go deeper, but they thought that Zhou Qiu was seriously injured, and he would not survive for more than two hours in the depths of the 100,000 mountains!"

After finishing speaking, the few people who knelt down kowtowed even harder, and said in a trembling voice: "Please forgive me, the disciples will definitely do their best!"

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

Several people below trembled at the same time, and they all kowtowed to death: "Shizun spare your life, Shizun spares your life!"

Blood gradually appeared on the foreheads of several people, but no one dared to stop.

"If there is a next time, it will be severely punished!"

It wasn't until this majestic voice sounded that the hearts of the disciples were relieved, and they said respectfully in a trembling voice: "Thank you, Master!"

When they got up, everyone felt that they were soaking wet.

"Early tomorrow morning, follow the deity into the mountain!"

"Whoa!"

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

"First-class waste!"

He snorted angrily again, if it weren't for the fact that there were not many high-level disciples under him, Fang Cai would have wanted to slap him to death with one palm.

The more I think about it, the more angry I become, the other people's subordinates are all masters, and there are at least three or five idle half-saints, but his subordinates are full of magical powers, and he can't help but be annoyed again: "Useless things!"

These four or five sons, seventeen or eight grandsons, none of them are motivated, and so many high-level resources have been poured out, and so far only one half-saint has been produced, and the rest are hovering below the supernatural powers.

If these resources are piled up on others, at least one or two more half-saints will not be a problem at all, otherwise where would he personally take action in these little things?

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

The 100,000 mountains in the night stretch for thousands of miles under the moonlight, like a giant beast, lying prone on the vast land, boundless.

In the mountains, the giant trees are continuous, even in the daytime, there is not much sunlight, in such a dark night, it is naturally even more gloomy, and the continuous moonlight can only be coldly sprinkled on the canopy, unable to penetrate a bit.

On such a night, it is very quiet, only the faint chirping of insects, occasionally sounding in the mountains and forests, and it seems very quiet and peaceful, but everyone knows that here, at this moment, is full of dangers.

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

Not to mention some magical beasts that are accustomed to coming out at night to forage, maybe there is an amazing magical beast hidden in a certain grass by the river.

But at this moment, these beings within a radius of several miles who could easily kill people suddenly stopped talking, shrunk their necks, and even some of them were trembling and huddled in the grass, not daring to make a sound.

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

Standing on top of a treetop, Jin Guang glanced coldly around him, and then flew away in one direction.

If this is an ordinary supernatural power, or even a half-saint, he would not dare to run around like this in today's 100,000 mountains on such a night.

Only a true saint can be so unscrupulous.

The Golden Light Ancestor unleashed his anger without restraint, following Zhou Qiu's trails.

Jin Guang was quite angry about Zhou Qiu's defection, he had never heard of a true saint disciple defecting before, what was his golden face?

It's just a small supernatural disciple who has given great favor to him to advance to the rank of half-saint, and it is already a completely unforgivable sin to disobey his orders, or even betray the door.

He must be captured and killed and punished in front of all his disciples, so as to show the majesty of the true saint and let out the anger in his heart.

Jin Guang was moving forward at a rapid pace, and if Zhou Qiu knew, he would definitely be horrified, because Jin Guang Ancestor had traveled all the way was the route she had taken after escaping into the 100,000 Great Mountains.

After just a stick of incense, Jin Guang came to the cave, and after glancing twice at the location of the big tree where Zhou Qiu was at that time, his brows began to rise slightly.

After frowning and looking around, he snorted lightly and waved his palm somewhere.

A thick vine in the place, as if it had been cut by a knife, fell down, revealing a cave within.

The Golden Light Ancestor showed a slight suspicion on his face, looked at the cave, his figure flashed, and he arrived in the cave, looked around a few times, and his brows slowly wrinkled.

At this moment, there were burned ashes and even food remnants in this cave, and it was obvious that someone had stayed here, but with his divine sense, he could not even perceive how many people had stayed here, or who they were.

There wasn't a breath left here.

"Hmph!" the Golden Light Ancestor snorted lightly, stretched out a finger, and gently drew a circle in the air.

"Back to the roots!"

With his clear breath and the rotation of his fingers, some images gradually began to appear vaguely within the circle, and after a while, they became clear in an instant.

What is shown inside the cave is exactly what it looks like.

It's just that in this cave, the light is dim, and everything is as usual.

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

The image here began to fluctuate faintly, as if the video was starting to regress, but the image inside did not change at all, only because the speed was a little fast, and the image was slightly blurry.

This situation lasted for a while, but it didn't seem to change much, until a sleeping bear figure appeared inside, and the Golden Light Ancestor's face suddenly changed slightly.

The image began to play back again, but all of a sudden the scene changed to what it is now, with no bears in it, only the remnants of a bonfire.

The Golden Light Ancestor's face instantly became solemn, his fingers waved slightly, and the images in the circle began to go back and forth in this section.

Looking at this back-and-forth video, a slight sweat gradually began to appear on the forehead of the Golden Light Ancestor.

I don't know if it's because the spiritual power is too depleted, or if it's ......

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

That image of this place, or time...... Erased by life, or hidden......