At this moment, a ripple of spirit consciousness swept past.
This place seemed safe, and Qi Wanshan finally made his move.
He slightly extended his hand and happened to grasp the three Force-Borrowing Talismans at his feet.
The Force-Borrowing Talismans were now only the size of thumbs, looking exquisitely crafted.
Li Qing had already silently taken over Qi Wanshan's mental world and body.
Qi Wanshan's consciousness had temporarily fallen into slumber.
Li Qing slightly moved Qi Wanshan's body and tucked the three Force-Borrowing Talismans close against him.
Then he began quietly waiting for an opportunity—an opportunity to come into contact with Mysterious Truth Daoist alone.
Taking a deep breath, a grave light flickered in his eyes.
"Qi Wanshan is merely a battalion commander. Getting close to Mysterious Truth Daoist won't be easy."
"So I need to find a way to create an opportunity!"
"A reasonable opportunity for Qi Wanshan to come into contact with Mysterious Truth Daoist."
Li Qing pondered slightly as he quietly searched through Qi Wanshan's memories.
Very quickly, he saw that Mysterious Truth Daoist basically convened a meeting every three days.
Those attending were all commanders of battalions or higher. The entire military camp had a total of one hundred thousand Dao soldiers!
Among them, there were eight hundred battalion commanders overseeing battalions, each battalion consisting of five companies of one hundred and twenty-five men.
Above them came divisions of a thousand men and armies of ten thousand.
Those commanding a division were almost all at the True Law to Spirit Consciousness Realm and bore the title of deputy general!
Those leading an army were invariably at the Divine Soul level, generally holding the rank of general.
As for the commander of one hundred thousand men, that position was held by a Primordial Spirit cultivator, who was