About three days earlier.
Somewhere high in the sky, not too far from the border of the Demon Luo Tree Sea yet a full several tens of thousands of kilometers above the surface.
Bai Dinghan stared at the information jade slip in his hand, which contained a great deal of important intelligence.
His face was written all over with, What the hell is this!?
There was not the slightest hint of seriousness on his face—only utter skepticism.
He suspected that Kang Canglan and the others had probably drunk too much fake liquor.
While the intelligence within the information jade slip was indeed closely connected to Ling Wuyuan.
The Ling Wuyuan mentioned within it, however, was publicly only at the Source Gathering Realm.
Even if one desperately overestimated him.
He could at most, at most, be at the Spirit Infusion Realm.
As for where he was, it was the exceedingly distant Southern Region.
Therefore.
At most, he merely shared the same name and surname as their target. There could not possibly be the slightest connection between them!
This left Bai Dinghan completely unable to understand.
What use Kang Canglan had for giving him such intelligence.
Faced with the doubt written across his face.
Kang Canglan could only say somewhat helplessly, "That information jade slip contains a description of Ling Wuyuan's appearance—"
Upon hearing that.
Before the other party could finish, Bai Dinghan sent out the slightest sweep of his spiritual power and immediately found the relevant information Kang Canglan had mentioned.
And that information happened to match the memory scenes he had previously read from the memory crystal.
The same gray hair and gray eyes; young, handsome, and visibly exceptional.
But even so.
Bai Dinghan still could not imagine how the Ling Wuyuan in the intelligence could have anything to do