"Ancestor!"
Inside the treasure cave, the descendant of this Red Fire Old Monster cried out with grief and unwillingness.
But immediately he thought of his own injuries and the two treacherous senior brothers outside.
Moreover, with things as they were, the ancestor's Nascent Soul was gone, and he had no chance of turning the situation around.
"I should have realized it earlier; the ancestor has been missing for so long, he must have already come here."
At this moment, tears streamed down his face; even the ancestor was too ruthless, leaving him only two bottles of Pill, one for a last stand and the other for healing.
It seemed as if it was calculated that his descendant would encounter trouble here.
But then again, if the ancestor's Nascent Soul hadn't dissolved, how could the restriction relying on his bloodline in his Divine Sense possibly dissipate?
Moreover, the time difference between his disappearances was so long.
"Now he should quickly leave this place of trouble."
