A Defensive Immortal Artifact

Shi Ao and the others flew over the Great Lake where Ling Tian and the others were hiding. Spider God and Shi Ao were only mildly surprised by the lake's dense chill and swirling mist, and didn't notice anything unusual. Shi Heng had already reached the Tribulation Crossing Stage. A master's instincts told him something was off, but when he extended his spiritual sense, he detected nothing amiss.

Although Shi Heng had reached the Tribulation Crossing Stage and had profound cultivation, the Demon Race placed great importance on physical cultivation. Their command of the mind was far inferior to the Human Race's, so the range of his spiritual sense was far shorter than Lingyun's—by hundreds of miles. And with the mist and chill obstructing his senses, it was hardly surprising that he failed to notice Ling Tian and the others hidden at the bottom of the lake.

"Hmm, there's nothing unusual." In midair, Shi Heng paused, a hint of confusion in his eyes. Why do I feel like something's wrong?

Maybe I'm overthinking it. How could there be anything unusual about a lake? Shi Heng reassured himself. He glanced at Shi Ao beside him and muttered, "All right, helping the young master take down the Mysterious Spirit Bee Race is what matters now. I'll investigate this lake if I get the chance later. There must be a Demon Race cave dwelling in there—that's probably what made me sense something strange."

The Demon Race was home to all sorts of strange demons and exotic beasts, and of course there could be demons in a lake. Shi Heng assumed that the strange feeling came from some Demon Race creature living in the water. It never occurred to him that anyone might be deliberately hiding beneath the lake.

Thinking this, Shi Heng paid