As logic eroded him, he was becoming one of those countless phantoms.
Among the countless phantoms, he also saw faces filled with utter despair!
Though the faces of those countless phantoms were brimming with praise and worship, beneath each face lay a second one.
The second face was hidden beneath the first, visible only to those about to become the same kind of existence as them.
Seeing this, he could not help but let out a deep breath of foul air.
"Looks like this is the phenomenon of a logic Anomaly."
"As long as one hears of his glorious achievements, they will worship him and become part of his ranks."
His body suddenly shattered, dissolving into countless strands of desire power and scattering away.
Li Qing's true body silently took out the Record Book and swiftly began writing.
Desert Lord in the Underground Palace
"A man calling himself the Desert Lord has appeared in the underground palace."
"He appeared around me and used a mysterious force to restrain the Divine Body!"
"He recounted his glorious achievements before me!"
"Many of his former subordinates appeared at his side. These illusory beings were all praising him."
"And under the unceasing recounting of his glorious achievements, the Divine Body would also be assimilated. Throughout the entire process, the Divine Body was unable to unleash any power to attack."
"The logic of this Desert Lord should be assimilation!"
The Desert Lord's Logic
"The Desert Lord's original name was Sha Zikun!"
"He was born thirteen thousand years ago and was a warlord during an era of dynastic upheaval."
"But he was defeated in a decisive war, and even died on the battlefield himself."
"Before his death, he was filled with boundless unwillingness. His resentment drew in the essence energy lurking in the unseen."
"In the