Recalling the Life Priest's face, Cheng Han decisively murmured, "Deduction!"
He had deduced this person's whereabouts several times before and had long since captured the relevant connections, so he succeeded on the first try.
A chilling sensation washed over his scalp.
His Spirit Value dropped by a small amount.
An illusion immediately appeared:
Within a sea of flames, a somewhat old two-story building had already been swallowed by fire.
A figure wreathed in Black Qi suddenly shot out from the inferno.
It was the Life Priest.
Cheng Han decisively activated the Fragmented Imprint of True Flame and made a grabbing motion with his right hand.
In the image—
Poof!
A burst of Fire Snakes sprayed forth, condensing into a flaming hand that rapidly grabbed at the Life Priest.
This was a technique Cheng Han had "plagiarized" from a Mystic Adept when competing with the authorities for the Stone of Divine Soul.
The Life Priest gave a shout, and his entire body dissolved into black smoke. He drifted more than twenty meters away at extreme speed, escaping the giant flaming hand.
Cheng Han frowned slightly. "Its nature leans toward darkness, yet it contains a concealed vitality. How strange!"
The purpose of that strike had merely been to probe him and, incidentally, capture more connections.
Failure did not matter.
He swiftly carried out a calculation and smiled. "The Mystic Adepts will be here soon."
The frenzied arson was meant, first, to facilitate the earlier probe and, second, to point the way for the authorities' wage slaves.
The latter was the main purpose.
Sure enough.
A powerful fluctuation suddenly surged from somewhere in Qinglin City.
A flash of white light streaked across the sky, and a pillar of light descended. Two black-robed figures abruptly appeared near the sea of flames.
Cheng Han chuckled.