Within the secret chamber.
Zheng Yuanhua's face fluctuated violently.
Countless thoughts rise and fall in his mind.
In the end, he gritted his teeth and sent out a sound transmission talisman.
Soon, a cultivator in ochre robes walked in.
Seeing Zheng Yuanhua's empty sleeve on the right side, his face changed abruptly,
"Envoy Zheng, you, you are…" he stammered.
"Immediately notify everyone to stop using Spiritl Ear!"
"And everyone leaves their current positions! For the next three days, change your course at any moment!"
With resolution decided, Zheng Yuanhua revealed himself as the leader of the Yin God lineage should be, urging with a sense of strategy and insight.
The ochre-robed cultivator was slightly confused at first, but soon seemed to understand something and widened his eyes,
"Envoy Zheng, could it be…"