Ordinary cultivators could not detect the existence of divine power, but to the two who bore the will of higher cultivators, Blood Sun's divine power was like a huge red lantern lit in a dark room—impossible to miss.
Almost at the same instant, the immortal power within He Xinxian and Wang Sanjin began shooting uncontrollably toward the source of that divine power.
It felt like a savage beast that had starved for three days catching sight of a fat sheep—it simply could not be restrained.
"What is happening?! My immortal power is surging upward!"
He Xinxian was immensely shocked. This loss of control over her immortal power had become severe enough to affect her ability to cast spells normally.
Wang Sanjin, standing beside her, was affected even more deeply because his divine soul had fused too thoroughly with his immortal power.
When He Xinxian spared a thought to look at him, the circulation of true essence throughout the old cultivator's body had already fallen into obvious disorder. He looked as though he had lost his soul, his eyes filled with blankness and emptiness.
"It is the Secret Realm Immortal Treasure! The immortal power has detected the aura of that treasure!"
He Xinxian understood at once, yet her surprise only grew stronger. She had thought such a fateful opportunity would be difficult to find, that it would take at least ten days or half a month before they made any progress.
She had never imagined that on their very first day after entering the Secret Realm, the immortal power within them would already sense the Immortal Treasure's location.
For a moment, He Xinxian's heart wavered again, and she hesitated over whether to take the risk and fight for it.
But that thought had barely surfaced before she forcibly suppressed it.
"No!