As if it was raining, the water droplets concentrated on the teams of the three alliances.

"It can make them clear their minds and help them observe the situation."

Zhang Han flicked his right hand, and the Yin-Yang pen disappeared. He looked at the front and said, "This is one of the immortal arts. I can use the Yin-Yang pen to exert some power. When this is over, I will teach you a few sets of nine-character secrets. You can understand a thing or two."