Nonsense

"That is correct. Although I also feel that the intelligence on Qin Ming is strange, this information is absolutely true." The Middle-aged Man looked at the Alliance leader with confusion, but when speaking about the authenticity of the information, his face was resolute.

"It seems this matter has blown up." Seeing the resolute look in the Middle-aged Man's eyes, Zhang Chongtian nodded. He believed that even if he wanted to deceive him, his subordinate would not dare to use such intelligence, which looked completely fake, to fool him.

Furthermore, everyone in the Pill Alliance knew how important intelligence on Qin Ming was. He had killed a Martial Venerable of the Pill Alliance; intelligence on such a person had already been classified as the highest level, and it could not tolerate any falsification.

"My Lord, Qin Ming was born into a small Family; he should be easier to deal with, so why would it be even more difficult?" The Middle-aged Man was somewhat confused. If Qin Ming were from a hidden Sect or some other Major Power, not only would they have to deal with Qin Ming, but also the Power behind him—wouldn't that be even more troublesome?

"You don't understand!" Zhang Chongtian stood up, gazed at the sky, and said, "This intelligence is what we were able to investigate, but do you know how much intelligence you cannot see?"

"You know how many suspicious points this intelligence has. I actually hope this intelligence is fake. I would rather deal with a Major Power than deal with this kind of enemy that I cannot fathom at all."

Speaking up to this point, Zhang Chongtian sighed and began to feel regret.

He knew that things were in big trouble. He had a premonition that if this matter was not handled well, not only would he be finished, but the entire Pill Alliance would be finished as well.

"Let's go, follow me to see the Old Ancestor." Thinking of something, Zhang Chongtian's expression became serious, and he said.

This intelligence was of great importance and had to be told to the Old Ancestor. Now, Qin Ming was not someone he could deal with; the Old Ancestor had to take action.

As for bringing the Middle-aged Man along, it was also to increase persuasiveness. After all, the intelligence on Qin Ming was too unbelievable.

"Yes." The Middle-aged Man bowed his head and replied. If it were at any other time, being able to see a Martial Venerable of the Pill Alliance would certainly make him happy, as it would mean he might be on the verge of success.

But at this moment, bringing such intelligence to see the Venerable, it would be fortunate enough not to be beaten to death.

Although the Middle-aged Man was very unwilling, he had to follow because of the order from Alliance leader Zhang Chongtian.

Soon, the two arrived in front of an Immortal Cave, and after winding through several paths, they walked into a hall.

In the center of the hall, there was an old man with completely white hair and beard, with his eyes closed. Beside him was an old man wearing a black short-sleeved shirt with a pair of red eyebrows. He had a sword at his waist and was looking at the sword in his hand with burning eyes.

Seeing the Red-Eyebrowed Old Man, Zhang Chongtian's whole body trembled. He hurriedly walked over and paid his respects: "This Junior greets the Old Ancestor and greets Venerable Red-Eyebrow."

The Middle-aged Man behind Zhang Chongtian also hurriedly paid his respects.

"What is the matter?" The White-Bearded Elder opened his eyes, swept a glance at the two, and asked.

The Red-Eyebrowed Old Man did not pay any attention to the two at all, as if he treated them as air.

"Old Ancestor, we have investigated the information on Qin Ming." With his head lowered, Zhang Chongtian said respectfully.

"Hmm!" The White-Bearded Elder nodded.

The Middle-aged Man immediately handed over all the intelligence about Qin Ming from his space ring.

The White-Bearded Elder began to read it slowly, but the more he read, the uglier his expression became, and the heavier his breathing grew.

"Nonsense!" Tossing the intelligence onto the floor, the White-Bearded Elder glared at Zhang Chongtian with hatred.