Sikong Yi studied Han Wuyou with undisguised suspicion. "I have heard of He Zhenghao. He is quite a prominent figure in the Congyun Sea these days. You are only at the Qi Refinement realm. How could you possibly have connections with someone like him?"

Han Wuyou stroked his goatee, looking thoroughly pleased with himself. "Fellow Daoist, my methods are beyond what you can imagine. I cannot divulge the specifics, but you need not question their authenticity."

Baili Chen and Sikong Yi remained unconvinced, and Han Wuyou gave a cold snort. "Fine. I knew you wouldn't believe me so easily."

He tossed over a spirit talisman. "This is Senior He Zhenghao's communication talisman. Try it yourselves. Then...