In the void, the two remained facing each other across the distance!
Yet, surprisingly, neither made a move, as if the harsh threats uttered earlier were not their own.
Lin Shiming, with his eyes half-closed, did not stir, his face the picture of contentment. His Divine Sense, however, boldly and unrestrainedly sized up the Taoist Robe Cultivator, causing a change in the latter's countenance with its intensity.
This was certainly not the Divine Sense of someone in the Early Stage of the Purple Mansion; had he not known Lin Shiming entered the Profound Grade Secret Realm more than twenty years ago, he might have even doubted whether Lin Shiming was a seasoned Purple Mansion cultivator.
He hastened the changes in the Spirit Art in his hands!
"No longer pretending, are we?"
Lin Shiming sneered disdainfully, his Divine Sense having long detected the other's subtle movements.
While outwardly amiable, in secret he had already begun to set up a Fourth Rank Formation.
