The old man looked at the kid and his eyes shined with a cyan light. That was his Celestial Spirit, Eyes of the Celestial Seer, which could see through any illusions and predict fate. He tried prying into Wentian's Celestial Spirit. The Grimoire seemed to be enveloped with a peculiar aura which prevented him from seeing its appearance clearly. He concentrated as hard as he could and just when he managed to catch a glimpse of it, a voice filled with killing intent said in his mind, "Stop!".