Although Zhang Lingshan had already decided to act, he did not alert the enemy.
On the contrary.
He had something even more important to ask Chu Heng for help with.
Zhang Lingshan walked out of the tea room, came to the Third Layer, and met Chu Heng face to face.
Zhang Lingshan gave nothing away. He knew Chu Heng had already recognized him, but the other party pretended not to know him, as if he had merely seen some passerby.
However.
The moment Zhang Lingshan passed by Chu Heng, he felt something unknown appear on his body.
It seemed to be a fragment of Immortal Divine Sense.
Incredible.
Zhang Lingshan was shocked. This Chu Heng truly had some ability. No wonder he had been able to enter the Golden Immortal Pavilion as a loose cultivator and break through to Golden Immortal.
He could split off a fragment of Immortal Divine Sense and silently place it on someone else to lock onto them.
This point alone was not something an ordinary person could accomplish.
It was only because Zhang Lingshan possessed the Soul Tree and was the ancestor of separating Immortal Divine Sense that Chu Heng's method looked to him like a three-year-old child swinging a broadsword—completely not worth mentioning.
But to others, Chu Heng's method was absolutely impossible to guard against, and they would certainly be tracked down.
Although Zhang Lingshan discovered it, he still gave nothing away. Chu Heng wanted to track him, and he wanted to track Chu Heng too.
This saved him the trouble.
Hmph.
When Chu Heng saw that Zhang Lingshan had no reaction at all, he sneered inwardly and thought, Your death is coming, kid.
What bullshit Ice Spirit Sect Saint Son? So impressive, was he?
In a moment, he would let him know why