Han Yi looked at He Fengdi and did not feel surprised either.
Since many years ago, with You Wu's death, Han Yi had noticed that He Fengdi's sense of belonging to the sect was far beyond his own.
Over the years, He Fengdi had become an elder of the White Tiger Peak, fought on many battlefields, and his aura had grown increasingly stronger, even surpassing Gu Yu. He was not far from reaching the Foundation Building Middle Level.
This fellow disciple who went with him to the Evil Mountain Range to complete the mission seemed to have a much more firm and farther-reaching path than anyone else from the same period.
No one else stood up other than these five cultivators.
Zhuge Wu You observed, his expression did not change. He waved his hand lightly, and a treasure floated above everyone's heads.
This treasure was an eight-trigram chart, which was illusory. Small characters emerged on it. After that, they began to intertwine and rearrange.
