The man holding the spear said:
"Didn't you protect yourself with your Qi Mechanism?"
The scholar shook his head with a bitter smile, saying: "The residual temperature inside is not simple. If I acted recklessly, it might go against me and become violent. In that case, the already scarce clues would turn completely into ashes."
The man with the spear was slightly stunned upon hearing this and said:
"With such a temperature, can any clues be left behind?"
The scholar put down his right hand, which had been wiping sweat, gesturing as he walked down and said:
"A masterful martial artist is extremely precise in the control of their power, never using an ounce more Inner Strength than necessary. His purpose was only to burn this mountain stronghold and the corpses inside, not to turn the mountaintop into glass."
"Therefore, there are still remnants of the weapons, the bones of External Cultivation martial artists, these things no less than Qingyan..."
