When Ancestor Jikong saw the Phoenix and Vermilion Bird wings emerge behind Jia Ren, a golden light flared in his eyes, and a strange sensation arose within him. At that moment, the fog in his heart dissipated; everything became crystal clear.
The Divine Beast was actually in the hands of his own disciple!
No wonder he had been hiding and never wished to show himself.
Ancestor Jikong wasn't sure how Jia Ren had obtained the Divine Beast or how he knew about his own connection with the Golden-Winged Peng Bird. His mind was filled with only one thought: he must not let the Golden-Winged Peng Bird discover his disciple.
Alas, it was already too late!
The instant the golden light shone in his eyes, he was already exposed before the Golden-Winged Peng Bird. No matter what countermeasures he took, it was already too late.
Ancestor Jikong had just begun to shout, "Quick..." when he saw his disciple's head fly off, his headless body standing rigidly in place.
