Zhang Xiaohua's guess had been correct. The Martial Way had been refined from the Immortal Path, and many cultivation techniques and divine abilities had drawn upon the Immortal Path for reference. Divine sense was a divine ability unique to the Immortal Path. Martial Way practitioners could not achieve Qi Introduction, nor could they cultivate divine sense from Primordial Qi, but they knew of divine sense's wondrous uses. Over the past ten thousand years, quite a few exceptionally gifted people had followed the records in ancient texts, cultivating their martial inner force to its pinnacle, and had thus gained the miraculous ability for every movement within several zhang around them to arise naturally in their hearts.
Vice Lord Dan within this manor, though he wore a bronze mask and did not wish others to know his true face, was also a renowned figure in the Jianghu. Heh heh—of course, even if he had not worn a mask, Zhang Xiaohua would not have recognized him. This man's inner cultivation had also reached a certain pinnacle, which was why he sensed a faint stirring at the abnormalities around him. Naturally, it was merely a slight palpitation in his heart. If he truly wished to sense someone probing him with divine sense, as Zhang Xiaohua had imagined, Vice Lord Dan would still need another dozen or so years of cultivation.
Yet this unusual reaction of his put Zhang Xiaohua in a difficult position.
His original plan had been to first use divine sense to find the imprisoned girls within the manor, then wait for an opportunity to rescue them. If Xiao Juzi was in this manor, so much the better. If she was not, he would have to find a living witness and question them thoroughly.
At this thought, Zhang Xiaohua raised his head