With a clear plan in mind, Li Qing began the second step of his scheme.
He intended to draw an entirely new talisman paper, one called the False Form Talisman.
The effects of this talisman paper were astonishing. It could absorb Li Qing's aura and transform any object into his likeness, without the slightest difference. It was a method exceedingly difficult to see through.
"Where the world's will resides, one must either possess sufficient power or be in a special state to enter."
"Only battle souls can accompany me inside. Nothing else can be brought in."
"The False Form Talisman should be enough. Now, according to my plan, let's see how victory and defeat unfold."
In the blink of an eye, another three days passed. Li Qing silently cast the Cosmic Mind Star Divination once more, continuing to seize fragments of the future hidden in the unseen.
Time passed second by second, until he caught hold of a piece of information.
Within the domain of a great will stood two terrifying skeletal figures—one solid and real, the other slightly illusory.
Both were fighting the battle souls at once. Each stretched out a gigantic arm, reaching into the depths of that great will. One figure had already been enveloped by the massive claw, blocked on both sides with no path of escape.
Seeing this scene, he slowly exhaled a breath of foul air. "As expected, beings at this level aren't so simple to deal with."
"That should be some kind of incarnation technique, capable of wielding combat power on the same level. Even the battle souls have been held back by him."
With a slight sigh, Li Qing could only continue and summon a third battle soul.
Against an existence of this level, he did not begrudge the precious lifespan of