Just as Hao Ren had predicted, Raven 12345's divinity was invincible against these so-called "Chaos" creatures.
The monsters in the fog were products of distorted natural laws. Even Hao Ren, a half-trained Priest, could sense the negative aura of collapse they carried. Raven 12345's divinity, on the other hand, was unquestionably the power of Order—the confusion in her mind did not mean the rules themselves were chaotic. When a true Goddess planted herself there, she was a benchmark of the will of the entire universe. How could mere Chaos resist her?
Every "divine artifact" triggered large-scale phenomena after entering the foggy region. Sometimes there were blinding rays of light, sometimes lightning spread outward, and sometimes the fog suddenly surged into a raging tide and retreated a thousand meters. When he put in one of Raven 12345's hairs, it even triggered a small-scale psionic storm, and half the mountain was illuminated by the continuously flashing holy light. The power of Chaos entrenched here had already become twisted and reached a concentration that was astonishing. This wilderness could even be said to have completely diverged from the order of the universe. As a result, the "divine artifacts" Hao Ren took out came into violent conflict with the surrounding environment. Regardless of the type of conflict, they could clearly disperse the surrounding "Chaos" effectively.
The dispersal effect was so powerful that Hao Ren had to carefully sift through the pile of divine artifacts to find one or two items with slightly milder effects that would not hurt anyone. Otherwise, any mortal standing in this field of conflict between Order and Chaos would probably be reduced to ashes on the spot.
In the end, Hao Ren came running back with a plastic plate in hand. It was a recent addition to his collection, something