"There is one other possibility."
"Unless I can find a flaw in the conceptual logic they embody."
"As long as it is logic, there must be flaws. It can never be perfect—otherwise, it would be truth."
"If I can find the flaws of the nine sovereigns and somehow lure the nine quasi-conceptual logic-level beings from the lower-dimensional spacetime into making a move..."
"Make them my shields and have them clash head-on with those nine sovereigns."
"Have them exploit the flaws in conceptual logic to hold them back."
"Then, amid this chaotic battle, I will be the first to complete conceptual logic through the origin baptism."
"Drive the wolf to devour the tiger; openly repair the plank road while secretly crossing at Chencang!"
"Then infiltrate the lower-dimensional world once more and hide away. Only then will there be a sliver of possibility for completing the ascent to conceptual logic."
"Or perhaps I could provoke a chaotic battle among the nine sovereigns themselves, guide them toward death, reduce their numbers—there is also some chance of breaking through that way."
"But with the terrifying wisdom and knowledge they have accumulated over nearly a hundred million years, trying to incite them to slaughter one another with schemes and tricks is nearly impossible."
Faced with this almost hopeless situation, Li Qing's mind ceaselessly turned over every possibility.
"I'm still too weak. If I want to move beings at the conceptual logic level, I must at least reach the quasi-conceptual logic level before there is even a sliver of possibility."
"Otherwise, there is absolutely no chance."
After thinking briefly, Li Qing had thoroughly understood the power of conceptual logic. It was strength in every aspect, without a single blind spot.
It crushed everything head-on; even stratagems were nearly useless before them.
Letting out a deep breath