"Forget it.
"Things have already come to this. I'll just take it one step at a time..."
Faced with the unknown force that had already gathered together all the information Shen Zhenhai had left behind,
Ling Wuyuan could actually perceive very little at that moment.
He only knew that, had he not previously devoured and read Shen Zhenhai's aura and power, then used them as a disguise, the unknown force now enveloping his Gray Mist True Essence would undoubtedly have ground it into oblivion with ease.
The essence of that power was on an extraordinarily high level.
It was similar to that earlier pillar of light.
Yet it was far, far more complete.
If that earlier pillar of light amounted to a single screw in terms of completeness,
then this force was an entire car.
Moreover, under normal circumstances, that force would undoubtedly have detected Ling Wuyuan's disguise.
No matter how well he had disguised himself, the result would have been the same.
The gap between their levels was absolute.
However,
because it had no controller and was subject to some unknown interference, it never noticed that anything was amiss.
Although Ling Wuyuan had not noticed this at first, as time passed, he soon concluded that the force was rather too rigid.
It was simply carrying out some command rooted in its deepest foundations, without the slightest deviation.
Meanwhile,
Ling Wuyuan was also remotely controlling that Gray Mist True Essence, reading further into the scattered information contained within Shen Zhenhai's soul fragments.
Because Shen Zhenhai was already completely dead, and those soul fragments were far too broken and scattered,
it was like facing an enormous library whose books had been piled up in utter chaos, without any organization whatsoever.
Ordinarily,
within such a short time,
Ling Wuyuan would have found