After lowering figure after figure into the secret realm, the gathered Purple Mansion Realm cultivators withdrew their divine abilities one after another. Li Ximing put on a show of courtesy and held back, yet his spiritual sense had already slipped into the secret realm and quietly swept across it like a breeze over the hills.0

It was impossible that these Purple Mansion Realm cultivators lacked methods of probing. Though this secret realm was like a game of chess, where one could not personally step onto the board, there always existed those good in calculation arts, those skilled in Fate Divine Abilities, and those wielding unique spirit artifacts. One way or another, they could still make their calculations.0

But no matter how they schemed, how could it compare to searching Li Ximing’s ability to search the unseen?1

Li Ximing's thoughts raced, and he peered into the main hall. Whether it was purple radiance formations or profound spirit patterns, none of it mattered....0