Not far away, Qiu Yan could sense the presence of several other wills. One of them radiated waves of scorching heat. Though faint and difficult for others to detect, it could not escape his senses. Without question, that will belonged to the Three Talents Fire.
Not far from the Three Talents Fire floated two wills. One felt cold, rigid, and ancient, carrying the air of extreme age and decay. With only a little scrutiny, Qiu Yan realized that its owner was undoubtedly the elderly city lord. Though the man appeared old, his inner will also bore the marks of age. Yet there was no decline in it; rather, deep within that will lay a vigorous vitality.
However, beside that aged will was another that rather surprised Qiu Yan.
The outer layer of this will was wrapped in an aura of smoothness, impartiality, and righteousness, like that of a peaceful man. Yet such a disguise could not deceive Qiu Yan's perception. With the slightest insight, he could catch the sharp edge hidden deep within it.
That edge was keen and fierce, like a hungry wolf lying in wait to pounce, pin its prey down, and kill it!
"So this is the will of that Insight Eye Grand Mohist. He certainly has no small ambitions!"
Yet within the reach of that vast will, even Insight Eye had to rein in his thoughts and present an image of peace.
"There is a selfless, emotionless flavor to this will. Everything is likely carried out according to rules, with no possibility of favoritism. Perhaps that is precisely why this continent has become what it is today. Still, some matters need further investigation before a decision can be made. But at least one thing is certain: the reason the Three Talents Fire kept stopping himself whenever