At this moment!
Cheng Buzheng also understood...
Where Wang Han's confidence came from.
He had considered this possibility before!
But with the Great Array of the Abandoned Mansion shrouding the area, ordinary-grade Sound Transmission Talismans could never send a message out. Even a third-tier high-grade Sound Transmission Talisman could not do so.
Unless it was a fourth-tier Sound Transmission Talisman passed down from ancient times, only then would it possess such ability!
But how few Sound Transmission Talismans from ancient times had been passed down?
Even if there were any, they were almost certainly in the hands of high-level Mortal Cultivators. How could a mere Golden Core Mortal Cultivator possess such a precious treasure?
Yet, against all expectations, this man truly did have one!
Although he had deduced this possibility, he had still dismissed it!
Fortunately, he had caught the small flaw Wang Han had revealed beforehand.
That was why he had made preparations!
Otherwise!
Perhaps he truly might have fallen here today!
Of course!
That was merely a one-in-a-thousand possibility.
The art of prudence was not just empty talk!
Even so.
Cheng Buzheng did not stop forming the Seal Technique in his hands. Instead, his speed increased by another fraction!
The speed at which his Magic Power surged also rose accordingly.
This was already the limit of his current control.
Unless his cultivation advanced further!
At the same time.
Outside the Abandoned Mansion, above the valley.
Within the golden radiance stood a pale, beardless old man suspended in midair.
After Old Monster He swept his gaze around!
His brows furrowed, and he said indifferently:
"A little rat dares spy on me!"
As soon as the words fell.
He reached out and grabbed!
A young Mortal Cultivator was dragged up from beneath the earth.
Like a chick caught by the