Almost the instant Ye Zhen seized Merchant Zhu in North Sea City and began searching his soul, a Talisman Signal shot into the sky from a private residence not far from Merchant Zhu's estate, flying into the distance.
In Great Zhou, Talisman Signals had long become a means of communication. Any martial artist would use them.
Above the more prosperous cities, Talisman Signals danced through the air at every moment.
Given North Sea City's current prosperity, Talisman Signals flying above its walls were an utterly common sight.
The Talisman Signal flew several hundred thousand li before landing in an unknown village. Not long after, fluctuations from a small spatial communication Teleportation Array rose within the village.
Before long, activity stirred within Prince Huan's Estate in Luoyi, Great Zhou.
Prince Huan Ji Ao, who had returned from the Human-Demon Battlefield several years ago after stumbling through countless perils and narrowly escaping death, had now become much more composed.
"Your Highness, they were still discovered over there. Shopkeeper Zhu has already been captured. Even after he showed your token, it was still of no use," Mr. Tu, dressed in azure robes, reported as he followed behind Prince Huan Ji Ao.
"I had actually expected this long ago. This Ye Zhen gave me no face several years ago, ignoring my gold token.
"Several years later, he has become even more full of himself. Naturally, he will give me even less face." Prince Huan Ji Ao stood with his hands clasped behind his back.
"Indeed. This was merely one final test. It seems Governor of North Sea Ye Zhen has no possibility whatsoever of being used by Your Highness." Mr. Tu lightly stroked his beard. "It is only that the Devil Race and the Wa Ling Race are truly incapable of plotting with others.