Two Worlds: Demonic Cultivator with His Zombie Materials-Chapter 207 - 127: Dream Stealing Space and White Bone Soul Capturing (2)

In the Judgment Illusion Realm, the reason Zheng Yi was able to quickly escape the illusion was because he directly found Claude's true body, thus succeeding in one go.

However, in this Volcanic Hell, it was filled with countless Evil Ghosts, a vast number, and with no obvious differences.

Therefore, wanting to quickly escape this Volcanic Hell again isn't an easy task.

"Since it's difficult to find, then I'll force you to come out!"

As he spoke, the Five Ghosts Spirit-Slaying Sword rose behind Zheng Yi, the five-colored radiance interweaving in mid-air, painting the sky and dispelling part of the eerie firelight.

Claude, the founder of the Black God Group, using the evil artifact, Human Brain Tai Sui, possessed an inexhaustible amount of Spiritual Power, allowing the construction of such a perfect illusion, but no matter how powerful Spiritual Power is, it has a limit.

The reason he was able to awaken and find the vulnerabilities in Zheng Yi's mind and perfect such a vast illusion was entirely dependent on the Human Brain Tai Sui. Otherwise, with Zheng Yi's Spiritual Power, he would have easily destroyed the illusionary world created by Claude.

However, since he couldn't directly destroy it with Spiritual Power, he could use another method.

Brute force creates miracles!

Since Claude created this illusion, maintaining a complete illusion requires a large amount of Spiritual Power. By destroying part of it, he could deplete a significant amount of the Spiritual Power being released.

Once the entire illusion experiences a moment of stagnation, Zheng Yi would seize the flaw and break through in one fell swoop.

So, in the absence of a better method, Zheng Yi directly went brute force, using such a powerful means to violently break the illusion.

Kill, kill, kill!

The Five Ghosts Spirit-Slaying Sword poured forth, the five-colored energies of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth transforming into powerful Flood Dragon illusions in mid-air.

Centered on Zheng Yi, the terrifying power directly manifested clearly in the void, sweeping outward, directly slaying all the surging Fire Ghosts, wiping them out clean.

Crack, crack!

A crisp sound suddenly rang in his ears, as if some kind of glass product was shattering.

As Zheng Yi had expected, even if Claude created the illusion, he didn't have enough Spiritual Power to sustain it for long; the Brain in a Vat might have sufficient reserves, but Claude's mind might not be able to bear it.

Therefore, Zheng Yi only needed to destroy the existing entities and soul foundation within, which would prevent Claude from having enough Spiritual Power to make up for it, resulting in the entire dream within a dream collapsing with a loud crash.

Boom!

With a crisp shatter, the surrounding space changed dramatically again, a strong smell of oil fumes surged up.

Zheng Yi looked a bit bewildered; how many human brains had this Human Brain Tai Sui absorbed, how many souls had it devoured? It was just like a Dream Stealing Space, and even after Zheng Yi broke through the illusion twice in a row, he still hadn't escaped from it.

It must be said, this terrifying evil artifact born from boundless Resentful Energy is truly bizarre and hard to deal with.

Zheng Yi felt mentally and physically exhausted, even more dangerous than a fight with a High Tier of Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

After all, with his current strength, counter-killing a common High Tier Foundation Establishment would be easy.

But once the Divine Soul falls into this Dream Stealing Space, a careless move could lead to permanent downfall, becoming a plaything of this Brain in a Vat, a puppet in Claude's hands.

Zheng Yi's Divine Soul was strong enough that, even being trapped in the dream, he was still free. He looked around, surprised to find himself in a Fried Hell.

Another dream that mirrors the vulnerabilities in his mind.

Under the command of Ox-headed and Horse-faced, the Ghost Soldiers holding Steel Fork Nets began to move, letting out strange cackles, as countless ghosts were plunged into the cauldron of oil.

With a sizzling sound, the frying noise spread through the space, accompanied by a charred fragrance that even wafted through the air.

Zheng Yi caught a whiff of the soul's scent, and that peculiar aroma surprisingly gave him a bit of an appetite!

It was a feeling... of wanting to eat human flesh.

Zheng Yi felt a bit nauseous in his stomach, starting to retch, for a moment, he felt something rolling in his belly, almost vomiting out.

"The biggest vulnerability in my dream is really about this crossing over.

"Especially after entering the Doomsday World, it feels like this place is no different from the Netherworld, the legendary hell, so what one thinks about during the day, they dream at night, directly reflecting the Eighteen Layers of Hell in the mental vulnerability, so what, King Yama, Ox-headed and Horse-faced, are all appearing?"

"But this Dream Stealing Space is endless, layer upon layer like peeling an onion, does it mean that because I'm thinking of the Eighteen Layers of Hell, I have to be dragged into eighteen Hell Spaces before it's over?"

Zheng Yi cursed inwardly, vaguely sensing something amiss, feeling like he might have fallen into the Knowledge Barrier, and a hint of seriousness appeared on his face.

If he constantly wanders in the illusion, he would always be spinning around in the Dream Stealing Space, seemingly handling it with ease, yet unknowingly trapped in a quagmire.

This is the most terrifying part of the Brain in a Vat's consciousness trap.

Even if you know it's wrong and try to correct it in the right way, you're still spinning around following the original dream direction.

It's like a ghost hitting a wall, no matter how long you walk on the night road, you're actually walking around in a circle, and even if you die of exhaustion in the end, you'll find you're still circling in place.