Time rolled back!
The Grand Ancestor, who had been sitting idly in the Great Void Divine Hall making Formation Plates, suddenly heard a commotion outside.
He thought He Pingsheng had returned and, out of habit, did not check with his Divine Sense.
Yet when he saw his son Wuwei enter, the old man's mouth fell open. "You... what are you doing here?"
"Well, well... my dear father!" Wuwei was so furious that he jumped. "Didn't you say you were going into seclusion?"
"You even said you'd kill those two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Beast Taming Immortal Sect afterward. You actually lied to me!"
"You lied to me!"
"You old bastard... what exactly are you trying to do?"
"Are you going to pass the Great Void Grand Mystic Scripture on to that brat He?"
The Grand Ancestor of the Great Void's eyes narrowed slightly, a murderous look surfacing in them. Looking at the key in Wuwei's hand that opened the formation, he asked, "Where did you get that formation key? Where is that He brat now?"
"Don't worry!" Wuwei said. "He's perfectly fine. He's the one who told me to come find you!"
"What?"
The Grand Ancestor of the Great Void inwardly sensed trouble.
Then his vast Divine Sense erupted, sweeping over the entire Great Void Sect.
Unfortunately, by then, He Pingsheng had already activated his invisibility mode. He remained completely motionless, without leaking even a trace of Spiritual Power.
How could the Grand Ancestor of the Great Void find any trace of He Pingsheng?
Alarmed, the old man took one step and vanished from the hall.
When he appeared again, he was already on Bamboo Peak.
He knew He Pingsheng came from Bamboo Peak. Perhaps he could uncover a thread of evidence there.
He questioned several disciples on Bamboo