Two Worlds: Demonic Cultivator with His Zombie Materials-Chapter 206 - 127: Dream Stealing Space and White Bone Soul Capturing

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Countless chaotic patterns appeared in his pupils, and a surge of Spiritual Power burst forth directly.

Zheng Yi seemed capable of seeing through all illusions, his gaze fixed fiercely on King Yama seated above, cursing without restraint.

"You damned old bastard, Claude, do you think I can't recognize you just because you changed your skin? Even from afar, I can smell that disgusting stench on you..."

With the breakthrough in Divine Soul Power, Zheng Yi seemed to wield some kind of controllable force. He slowly stood up, effortlessly breaking through the pressure behind him, suddenly extended his hand, pointed at the upper seat, and said.

"You're Yama, and I'm the Lord of Tai Mountain Prefect! How addicted are you to pretending? Why don't you transform into an Italian Cannon for me to see!"

Seeing the dignified King Yama's face starting to change, finally transforming completely into Claude's appearance, the imposing hall around them vanished without a trace, leaving an empty surrounding, without any ox-headed and horse-faced, nor Ghost Soldiers guarding.

"To break free from the Illusion Realm so quickly, to realize the loophole in your own heart and spirit, you're indeed a fine embryo for fusion with a Brain in a Vat, I increasingly appreciate you..." 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"However, the game continues!"

Claude's true form, which Zheng Yi directly exposed, altered his expression, then displayed a bizarre smile, laughed loudly, and said.

Immediately, with a 'bang', he turned into a mist and disappeared once more.

This made Zheng Yi fully realized that although he had previously shattered the head of Claude in the cultivation vat, this bastard had long since not been human at all.

That head was by no means his weak point; on the contrary, it was a trap.

This founder of the Black God Group, Claude, seemed taken down by Zheng Yi, yet with the Human Brain Tai Sui as the foundation, erupted terrifying Spiritual Power, instantly pulling Zheng Yi into an Illusion Realm.

And this Illusion Realm was not simple, its mystical evil power from the Human Brain Tai Sui seemed to construct a virtual scene, but in fact, it was a projection made up using loopholes in human thought and spirit.

This was the most terrifying part.

Because a mythical figure like King Yama existed only in Zheng Yi's mind and memory, whether it was the Doomsday World or the Great Yi City Immortal Realm, there was none apart. But how did Claude know?

That points to only one conclusion: this is not an Illusion Realm; it is a projection of Zheng Yi's own mind.

Deceiving oneself is the highest realm of deceit.

Such malevolent ability, perhaps only various sinister beings in the Doomsday World might be capable of being born.

Faced with such a real scene, even a Foundation Establishment Cultivator might fall into endless ruin, unable to extricate themselves, eventually fall into the opponent's trap, becoming a fish on the chopping block, lively awaiting butcher.

Unfortunately, Zheng Yi's Heart Spirit was firm, and because of the Five Viscera Temple Feeding God Technique, the collective offering from the gathering place considering Lord of Tai Mountain Prefect as his incarnation, his Divine Soul thus carried a distinct peculiarity, allowing him to awaken swiftly.

Zheng Yi saw through it, the truly tricky part wasn't Claude, but that mysterious Brain in a Vat, Human Brain Tai Sui.

This sinister life form possessed special abilities to find mental and spiritual loopholes, like a dreamweaving spider, weaving an enormous dream web to bind the mind.

No matter how strong one is, if they can't detect their own psychological loophole, they will fall for it, directly sinking into this horrifying Spiritual World, unable to break free.

Only very few who can face their own mental flaws, possessing steadfast will or inherently strong Spiritual Power, might suddenly awaken, breaking free from this web.

And Zheng Yi was precisely unique in Divine Soul; although utilizing the power of the golden seed to eliminate causality, using clever force to walk the Path of the Divine Dao, his Divine Soul had already transformed, thus quickly detecting the unreality within the Illusion Realm.

The loophole of a dream is such, as long as any anomaly is detected, it's like a series of dominos, riddled with flaws.

Sure enough, Zheng Yi directed his spearhead at the illusioned King Yama, directly breaking through the Judgment Illusion Realm.

"You..."

However, before Zheng Yi could speak again, the scene in Heaven and Earth shifted once more, surrounding the burning infernal of flames.

Kill, kill, kill!

The earth-shattering shouts of slaughter erupted suddenly, despite not being bewildered by external objects, Zheng Yi scanned his surroundings, clearly seeing Evil Ghosts engulfed in scorching flames, wielding various weapons, swarming toward him.

"Is this the Knife Mountain Hell?!"

"Damn it, messing with my memories again… how despicable!"

Zheng Yi felt as if he had entered a Dream Stealing Space, layer upon layer of dreams wrapping him like an onion, binding him tightly to form a state akin to infinite dreams.

One breakthrough in Judgment Illusion Realm did not cause Zheng Yi to sink into a state of ruin; the dreams continued folding.

Claude was a master at manipulating the human heart, the most powerful Ghost Master in Black God Group history, trapping Zheng Yi—a Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator—with Divine Soul, one dream after another, forming a scenario where Heaven and Earth are reversed, undeniably an advanced tactic.

Zheng Yi was in awe; this was the force of the Brain in a Vat's sinister device, coupled with countless computers forming a dreamlike realm's power.

Unlike the Judgment Illusion Realm, this Knife Mountain Illusion was filled with countless powerful greedy Evil Ghosts, seemingly taking Zheng Yi as a stranger intruder, given some command, swarming to shred him into pieces, thus manifesting the scene before them.