Zheng Yi let out a cold laugh; his state now resembled that of a villain. With a flip of the hand, the White Bone Soul-Catching Banner appeared in his grasp.
"Soul-Catching Banner? Senior, are you also from the Soul Catching Sect?!"
Zheng Yi's actions were not concealed; he even deliberately showcased them right in front of Yee Xunyou.
Upon seeing the magical artifact in Zheng Yi's hand clearly, Yee Xunyou's pupils widened in shock, unable to disguise his astonishment, he exclaimed aloud.
Clearly, this situation was something Yee Xunyou had never anticipated.
He was familiar with all the elders in the Soul Catching Sect. It was impossible for a stranger to appear suddenly, especially a cultivator who had broken through to the Foundation Establishment Stage.
Understanding Yee Xunyou's astonishment, Zheng Yi was indifferent to his thoughts.
With a casual wave, a surge of dark mist billowed, and silhouettes of Yin Soldiers and Fierce Ghosts appeared around them.
