Because Ling Tian's clone had not yet reached complete safety, Ling Tian couldn't hide away immediately. In particular, he still wasn't sure whether anyone could lock onto him and track him using some secret art. Once someone locked onto him, hiding somewhere would undoubtedly be dangerous, since the cultivators pursuing him would surely alert the Twenty-third Heaven of Near-Saint cultivators. With Ling Tian's current strength, it was still difficult for him to deal with such experts.
However, occasionally revealing his whereabouts also made it easier for people to find him, putting him in greater danger. This left Chang Xiangsi and the other artifact spirits deeply worried.
"Ling Tian, how long will you have to keep this up?" Chang Xiangsi's voice rang in Ling Tian's mind. "You're still safe for now, but no one can guarantee that you won't be targeted by Twenty-third Heaven of Near-Saint cultivators next. There's no place here like the Extreme Ice Plains, where you can go but Twenty-third Heaven of Near-Saint cultivators can't. If they set their sights on you here, you'll be in grave danger."
Chang Xiangsi wasn't the only one concerned about this. Po Qiong and the others felt the same way. After all, this concerned Ling Tian's safety, and they couldn't afford to be careless.
"It won't take much longer. My clone just needs to hide inside the Linglong Sect again." Ling Tian spoke calmly. "After all, no one will think to look for my clone inside the Linglong Sect. It should be quite safe there, and then I won't have to keep revealing my whereabouts."
"Your clone just needs to hide in the Linglong Sect again? That shouldn't take long." Chang Xiangsi breathed a sigh of relief. "Then you won't have to keep fighting every so often. With your abilities, disappearing for