C907 Art of Descending Spirit

"Fellow Daoist, can you actually read my words through the soil?" Murong Yan had only raised the banner on a whim, never expecting it to summon Ye Tian back. When she saw him flash into view, emerging from the ground, she couldn't help but blurt out her question.

"Of course. Would you believe me if I said I possess a pair of eyes that can see through anything?" Ye Tian replied nonchalantly