Xu Yi's heart surged, but he dared not let it show in the slightest, much less send a voice transmission. There were too many powerful figures around him; he absolutely couldn't guarantee that a transmission wouldn't be intercepted.
He had even deliberately hidden behind the crowd, keeping Xuan Lengyan and the others from noticing his presence, lest he expose some flaw and endanger the future.
"Friend, give us your name. It'll make doing business easier."
Huo Zhongxing strode to the front of the formation, fixed his gaze on the gray-haired middle-aged man, and said with a smile.
The gray-haired man waved a hand. "At this point, brother, you're still putting on an act? You'll only make yourself a laughingstock. If you know my whereabouts so thoroughly, how could you not know my name? It seems this ghost holds a rather high position in my Church. Interesting. Truly interesting."
Apart from the moment Huo Zhongxing had suddenly appeared and triggered the restriction to interrupt the activation of the locust-wood formation, when a flicker of surprise had crossed the gray-haired man's eyes, he had remained composed even after being surrounded.
A shadow crossed Huo Zhongxing's face and vanished. He said in a low voice, "Ghost Seven is indeed a name known far and wide. It seems I was right to expect you. But, Brother Ghost, why not see if you can still send a message a thousand zhang away?"
Huo Zhongxing had originally planned to pretend he didn't know Ghost Seven's identity, to cover for the informant hidden within the Church. But Ghost Seven had seen through him at a glance.
That was within Huo Zhongxing's expectations, however, and he had made the corresponding preparations.
The Jingtian Dao Talisman Formation he had set up earlier could not only prevent teleportation arrays from