To him, with his current Divine Sense cultivation, conducting a Soul Search on a Mid-Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator silently is as easy as turning the palm of his hand.
Moreover, his technique is exquisite, only extracting the needed information without causing any damage or effect to the subject's Divine Soul.
He extended his index finger, a slightly perceptible divine light at the fingertip, gently touching the old man's glabella like a dragonfly skimming the water.
The old man's body trembled almost indiscernibly but soon regained its calm, maintaining his meditative posture as if he had merely taken a nap.
Xu Ping closed his eyes and focused, the old man's centuries of memories unfolded like opened scrolls, flowing swiftly before his "eyes."
Irrelevant trifles and personal privacy were swiftly passed by; his target was clear—looking for information related to the Black Soul and the Guardian Earth Realm's layout.
