As the Will of Evil made its move, a terrifying Power surged forth like a vast ocean. Ning Jiang and Wang Heng felt as if an invisible millstone had appeared around them, threatening to grind them to dust.
Faced with this Power, they couldn't even move a single finger.
But just then, a gentle Power emerged from Wang Qingyi, neutralizing the tyrannical force.
"Qingyi?"
Wang Heng stared at Wang Qingyi in astonishment. He saw rays of light emanating from her, enveloping her entire body. Her gaze had changed, too; it was no longer lost, but filled with clarity.
"Looks like she remembers now," Ning Jiang murmured, letting out a soft breath.
'Only Wang Qingyi, as the Will of Good, can deal with this Will of Evil.'
"I know what happened on Mist Island brought you pain and confusion, but it wasn't your fault. You weren't the one who killed them."
