After Zhang Zizai finished speaking, the old Celestial Master's mind seemed to have been struck by a bolt from the blue. All the fog dissipated like smoke. The last piece of the puzzle also surfaced. Zhang Zizai didn't know what the other party meant. It wasn't because he was stupid, but because he didn't want to think about it carefully.
Their guild master had actually already told him the answer. Thinking of the answer that appeared in his mind, although the old Celestial Master was unwilling to believe that it was true, the truth was right in front of him. He had no choice but to believe it.
Then, under Zhang Zizai's surprised gaze, he took out a cracked jade plate and placed it on the ground. His hand quickly floated in the air. After pointing at it a few times, a milky white protective shield expanded from the jade plate and completely enveloped him and Zhang Zizai.