Sun Qiankun had clear guidance from Li Qing's Past Body in his mind.
Leading the army, he charged straight toward a corner of the Mist, where an eerie nest stood, piled high with countless rotting lumps of flesh and bones.
At the heart of this anomalous region was the Wisdom Logic Anomaly—the Soul Bewilderer.
The Soul Bewilderer had been caught off guard by the sudden attack and had yet to realize the danger of the situation.
Out of habit, it mobilized the anomalies to intercept the army.
Sun Qiankun was shrewd as well. Rather than engaging in a frenzied slaughter, he continuously exploited the advantages of the military formation, holding the enemy at bay while dividing them from multiple directions.
In the end, several forces converged from different directions, encircling the nest.
Amid the tangled battlefield, Sun Qiankun and twelve gods of Derived Logic suddenly burst from the military camp and reached the nest at extreme speed.
Twelve Formation Banners rose in an instant, transforming into a chaotic expanse of time and space.
In but a moment, the entire nest was completely cut off from the outside world.
The Soul Bewilderer was instantly alarmed, already sensing that something was wrong.
Its body transformed into a mass of black Mist and shot into the sky, attempting to break through the formation that sealed off time and space.
Sun Qiankun raised a hand and pointed. A token in his hand gave birth to countless Law Nets.
The Law Nets swept toward it like a canopy blotting out heaven and earth. The Soul Bewilderer, transformed into countless clouds of black mist, was immediately intercepted by the Law Nets.
No matter how it struggled, it could not break free from the Law Nets' encirclement.
"You're courting death..." The Soul Bewilderer let out an enraged