It was hard to say what role the other party had played in the calamity that had befallen Vermilion Cloud Mountain. Logically speaking, the strange gray butterflies' surprise attack on Vermilion Cloud Mountain had clearly been carried out with some objective in mind. The master of this divine sense had also appeared here, so he should know some of the inside story as well. It was not impossible that he had been planning to profit as the fisherman while the snipe and clam fought. Lu Xiaotian stroked his chin and pondered for a while, but he could not make heads or tails of it.
But it did not matter. The other party had just tried to sneak away with the Earth Demon Blood Filth, only to have a strand of his divine sense captured by Lu Xiaotian. If he wanted to take that strand of divine sense back, he would come looking for Lu Xiaotian sooner or later.
Lu Xiaotian was uniquely accomplished in cultivating the Primordial Spirit, and his discernment was extraordinary as well. He estimated that if the other party truly hardened his heart and abandoned this strand of divine sense, it would take at least a hundred years to cultivate it back.
A divine sense at this level had yet to reach the level of a Mahayana Realm old monster. As long as the other party had not reached the Mahayana Realm, Lu Xiaotian did not need to worry too much. He merely had to be more careful in the future.
The Earth Demon Blood Filth was a notoriously vicious fiendish treasure. If Lu Xiaotian had not slain a late-stage Integrated Body fiend in the past and happened to obtain such a fiendish artifact from its possessions, he would have been powerless to put away the Earth