An Zihao's mental power was nearly invincible among those of the same rank.
Mental power was the human heart. An Zihao could judge a person's heart through it, especially those whose cultivation was lower than his. No thought could escape his scrutiny.
Under An Zihao's perception, the world took on an entirely different appearance. He viewed the world with his mind's eye rather than his physical eyes.
Out of courtesy and respect, he rarely probed the thoughts of those on his own side.
Only when facing enemies did he employ this ability, leaving their hearts nowhere to hide!
"Instead of wasting our breath interrogating them, why not keep it simple and let me perform a Soul Search? My Soul Search won't cause any harm. If they're innocent, I won't hurt them in the slightest," An Zihao suggested.
Fan Lang nodded. "Fine. Search their souls directly. I can't be bothered to ask questions anyway."
An Zihao took action, lightly pointing at the leading woman and pouring his mental power into her sea of consciousness. He conducted a thorough search and uncovered her hidden memories.
The woman was restrained by mental power and could not move at all. She could only stand there obediently and let An Zihao handle her as he pleased.
An Zihao saw the woman's memories, and some of them were genuinely surprising.
It turned out that she was a member of the Blood Cloak Army. She had taken part in many robberies, had never shown mercy when killing, and had a chaotic love life, sleeping with several minor Blood Cloak Army officers.
Judging by appearances alone, one could easily have been deceived by her. The Blood Cloak Army had probably sent someone like her to gather intelligence precisely because of that.
An Zihao withdrew his hand and told