"Let's go."
Once everyone had exited the rift, the saliva on the talisman slowly evaporated and dissipated, and the talisman restored itself to normal.
Feng Buju and King Xiang couldn't help but glance at Yang.
They could all tell that it wasn't something that could be done just by spitting casually, but at this moment, they were too embarrassed to ask.
Yu Ziqing didn't understand either. He merely made a mental note to ask about it later.
"Stop staring. I simply used a bit of Evil Qi to temporarily block and conceal the talisman core on the talisman, a very simple trick. It just requires fine control to prevent triggering the talisman,"
Yang's voice resonated in Yu Ziqing's mind.
Yang gave Yu Ziqing a glance, his look suggesting, "I know exactly what nonsense you're thinking of."
Yu Ziqing maintained his composure and gave Yang a look that said, "You're really good at reading people."
This guy Yang must have secretly practiced the method of fine control he concocted.