When they arrived at the Po Family's stronghold, Ling Tian's expression turned grave as he looked at the densely packed lines of formation restrictions and sensed the seven layers of powerful protective formations, as well as the million experts stationed inside. He knew that with just their current numbers, they couldn't threaten the Po brothers who were in seclusion.
However, there were plenty of benefits to raiding the Po Family's stronghold, so Ling Tian didn't give up.
"The Artifact Spirit is on the same level as you and Hao Tian, Po Qiong, and his master is very powerful—not weaker than me. It seems this must be the Po Family's eldest brother." Ling Tian muttered to himself, then asked, "There are eighteen Po brothers. Aside from the twelve who are outside, six should be in seclusion. How many can you sense?"
After a brief pause, Po Qiong replied, "Five."
"What? Only five?" Ling Tian was taken aback, a little surprised.
At Po Qiong's current level, there were almost no Order Divine Artifact Spirits in the Immortal Realm who surpassed him. So if another person was at the Po Family's stronghold, Po Qiong should certainly be able to sense him—unless that person's Natal Dan Artifact Spirit was extremely powerful.
"Mm, only five," Po Qiong repeated. As if aware of Ling Tian's confusion, he continued, "There's no one in the entire Immortal Realm whose Artifact Spirit surpasses me. If that person isn't using some unusual secret art, then he simply isn't at the Po Family's stronghold."
"The Po brothers are extremely united, and their stronghold covers such a vast area that there's no real need to leave it to enter seclusion," Ling Tian mused. "Besides, going into seclusion elsewhere would be dangerous. This is a time of war, after all, and being without