Chapter 128 Inception and Soul-Stealing

Countless disordered patterns appeared in his pupils, and a surging spiritual power gushed out directly.

Zheng Yi seemed to be able to see through all the illusions, staring directly at the King of Hell sitting on the upper seat, and cursed mercilessly.

"You damn old thing, Claude, if you change your skin, I won't recognize you anymore? From such a distance, I have already smelled the disgusting smell on you..."

The power of the soul broke through the limit, and Zheng Yi seemed to have mastered some kind of driving power. He slowly stood up and easily supported the pressure behind him. Suddenly he stretched out his hand and pointed at the upper seat, saying.

"You are the King of Hell, and I am the Lord of Mount Tai! How can you pretend? Why don't you turn me into an Italian cannon and see!"

The majestic King of Hell began to change his face, and finally turned completely into Claude's appearance. The majestic lobby around him also disappeared without a trace, and the surroundings were empty. There was no figure to be seen, and there were no cow-headed and horse-faced guards, ghost soldiers, and ghost soldiers.

"You can break free from the illusion so quickly and realize your own mental loopholes. You are born to be a good embryo for the fusion of the brain in the tank. I am more and more optimistic about you..."

"However, the game is still going on!"

Claude's face changed after Zheng Yi directly pointed out his true identity, and then he showed a weird smile, laughed and said loudly.

Then, with a 'bang', he turned into a mist and disappeared again.

This made Zheng Yi completely realize that although he had chopped off Claude's head in the culture dish before, in fact, this bastard has not been considered a human for a long time.

That head is not his weakness at all, but a trap.

Claude, the founder of the Black God Group, seemed to be killed by Zheng Yi, but based on the human brain Tai Sui, he burst out with terrible mental power and instantly pulled Zheng Yi into an illusion.

And this illusion is not simple. It seems to be the mysterious evil power of the human brain Tai Sui. It seems to have fabricated a virtual scene, but in fact, it is a projection composed of loopholes in people's thinking and mind.

This is the most terrifying.

Because the mythical image of King Yama only exists in Zheng Yi's memory. There is no other place in the doomsday world or in Dayi Immortal Realm, let alone a semicolon. But how did Claude know?

That can only prove one thing, that this is not an illusion at all, but a projection of Zheng Yi's mind.

Lying to oneself is the highest level of deception.

This kind of evil ability is probably only possible for various weird things in the doomsday world.

Faced with such a real scene, even if an ordinary foundation-building cultivator falls into it, he will probably sink infinitely and be unable to extricate himself, until he finally falls into the opponent's trap and becomes a live fish on the chopping board.

Unfortunately, Zheng Yi's mind is firm, and because of the Five Zang Temple God Feeding Method, he is worshipped by the people in the gathering place and regards the Lord of Mount Tai as his incarnation. Therefore, his soul has extremely special characteristics, so he can wake up so quickly.

Zheng Yi saw that the real difficult thing is not Claude, but the mysterious brain in the tank, the human brain Tai Sui.

This strange life form has the special ability to find loopholes in people's hearts, just like a spider that can weave dreams, weaving a huge dream web to bind people's hearts.

No matter how strong you are, if you can't detect your own psychological loopholes, you will be fooled and sink directly into this terrible spiritual world and cannot break free.

Only a very few people who can face their own spiritual defects, have a firm will or have strong spiritual power can suddenly wake up and break free from this big net.

Zheng Yi's soul is special. Although he used the power of the golden seed to eliminate cause and effect and took the path of the gods by cleverness, his soul has long been transformed, so he soon realized the unreality in the illusion.

The loopholes in dreams are like this. As long as you notice something strange, it will be like dominoes, with flaws everywhere.

Sure enough, Zheng Yi directly pointed the spearhead at the illusion of King Yama and broke through the illusion of judgment in one fell swoop.

"You..."

However, before Zheng Yi could speak again, the scene of heaven and earth changed again, and the surrounding area turned into a burning hell of fire.

Kill, kill, kill!

The earth-shaking shouts of killing suddenly sounded. Zheng Yi was no longer confused by external things. He looked around and clearly saw evil ghosts with burning flames all over their bodies, holding various weapons and swarming towards this side.

"Is this the hell of knife mountain?!"

"Damn, they are messing with my memory again... so mean!"

Zheng Yi felt that he had entered a dream space, with a layer of dream wrapped in a layer of dream, like an onion, tightly binding himself, forming a state similar to infinite dreams.

He broke through the judgment illusion once, and did not pull Zheng Yi into a state of sinking, and continued to fold the dream.

Claude is a master of playing with people's hearts. He is the most powerful ghost master in the history of the Black God Group. He trapped Zheng Yi, a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, here in the form of soul, one dream after another, forming a trend of turning the world upside down. It must be said that his means are superb.

Zheng Yi was amazed. This was the power of the evil brain in the jar, a fantasy world formed by countless computers.

Unlike the Judgment Fantasy, this fantasy of the knife mountain was filled with countless powerful and greedy evil spirits, as if they regarded Zheng Yi as a strange intruder and had received some instructions. They swarmed and wanted to tear him into pieces, which led to the scene before them.

In the trial illusion, the reason why Zheng Yi was able to quickly escape from the illusion was that he directly found out Claude's true body and succeeded in one go.

However, this volcanic hell is filled with densely packed evil ghosts. The numbers are huge, and there are no obvious differences.

Therefore, it is not easy to quickly escape from this volcanic hell again.

"Since it's not easy to find, I will kill you until you come out!"

As he spoke, the Five Ghost Slayer Sword rose up from behind Zheng Yi. The five-color radiance reflected each other in mid-air, rendering the sky and dispelling some of the strange fire.

Claude, the founder of the Black God Group, relied on the evil object Tai Sui of the human brain and had inexhaustible spiritual power to build such a perfect illusion. However, there is a limit to how powerful the spiritual power can be. .

The reason why he was able to awaken and find the loopholes in Zheng Yi's mind and perfect such a huge illusion was entirely relying on the human brain Tai Sui. If not, Zheng Yi's spiritual power could easily destroy the illusion world created by Claude.

However, since it cannot be destroyed directly with spiritual power, it can be replaced by other methods.

Power works wonders!

Since Claude created this illusion, maintaining the complete illusion requires a lot of spiritual power support. As long as part of it is destroyed, a large amount of the spiritual power released can be consumed.

Once the entire illusion is stagnant for a moment, Zheng Yi will seize the loophole and break through in one fell swoop.

Therefore, when there was no good solution, Zheng Yi went ahead and used such a powerful method to break this illusion directly and violently.

Kill kill kill!

The Five Ghost Spirit-Slaying Sword poured out, and the five-color energy contained in it, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, directly transformed into powerful dragon phantoms in mid-air.

With Zheng Yi at the center, terrifying power clearly emerged from the void, sweeping across all directions, directly killing and erasing all the swarming fire ghosts.

Kaka!

A crisp sound suddenly rang in my ears, like the sound of some glass product breaking.

Just as Zheng Yi expected, even if Claude created the illusion, he did not have enough mental power to sustain it for a long time. The brain in the vat may have enough reserves, but Claude's thinking may not be able to bear it.

Therefore, Zheng Yi only needed to destroy the existence and soul foundation with great force, so that Claude did not have enough spiritual power to supplement, and as a result, the entire dream within the dream could only be shattered.

Bang!

There was a crisp crack, and the surrounding space changed drastically again, and a strong smell of oil smoke surged up.

Zheng Yi's expression was a bit astonished. How many human brains had been absorbed by this human brain Tai Sui, and how many people's souls had been devoured. It was like Inception. Zheng Yi broke the illusion twice in a row, but he was not freed from it.

I have to say that this terrifying evil thing born out of boundless resentment is really weird and difficult to deal with.

Zheng Yi felt that working hard was even more dangerous than fighting a high-level monk in the foundation building stage.

After all, with his current strength, it would be easy to counterattack ordinary high-level foundation builders.

But if the soul falls into this dream space, if you are not careful, it will sink forever, becoming the plaything of the brain in the vat, and becoming a puppet in the hands of Claude.

Zheng Yi's spirit was powerful enough that even though he was trapped in a dream, he was still free now. He looked around and was surprised to find that this place turned out to be a fried hell.

Another dream that reflected the holes in his mind.

Under the command of the bull-headed horse face, the ghost soldiers holding steel forks began to act, making weird laughter, and countless ghosts were inserted into the oil pan.

With a sizzling sound, the sound of frying spread in the space, and accompanied by the smell of burnt food, it even flowed in the air.

Zheng Yi smelled the soul's breath in his mouth and nose, and that strange aroma actually made him have some appetite!

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

Zheng Yi felt a little queasy in his stomach and began to retching. For a moment, he felt that something was rolling in his stomach and he almost vomited it out.

"The biggest loophole in my dream is actually the matter of time travel."

"Especially after entering the apocalyptic world, I feel that everything here is no different from the underworld and the legendary hell, so I think about it every day and dream about it at night, which directly reflects the eighteen levels of hell in the loopholes in my soul, so what about King of Yama, All the bull-headed and horse-faced faces appeared?"

"It's just that this Inception space is endless, layer by layer, it's like peeling an onion. Is it possible that I have eighteen levels of hell in my mind, so it's going to end with me being dragged into the hell space eighteen times?"

Zheng Yi cursed in his heart, vaguely aware that something was wrong, and felt that he might have fallen into a cognitive barrier, and a trace of seriousness appeared on his face.

If he keeps wandering in the fantasy world, he will always be spinning in the dream space. It seems that he can cope with it easily, but in fact he has fallen into the quagmire without realizing it.

This is the most terrifying part of the brain-in-a-vat scam.

Even if you know it is wrong and correct it in the correct way, in fact you are still following the original dream direction.

This is like a ghost beating a wall. No matter how long you walk at night, you are actually walking back and forth in a circle. Even if you are exhausted in the end, you will find yourself still spinning in circles in the end.

If this cannot be changed, I am afraid that the result will not be very good at that time. Perhaps Zheng Yi's consciousness will really sink and he will be completely lost in the illusion.

After all, if a person is too detached from reality, he will sink into his thoughts and ideas. In the end, he seems to understand the dream space, but in fact he has been stuck in a rut and cannot extricate himself, which is equivalent to deceiving himself.

There are only two ways to break the barrier of this illusion.

One way is to rely on one's own powerful spiritual power to grind out a channel, but this method is very time-consuming and does not necessarily guarantee the final result.

Another way is to see the essence through the phenomenon. The so-called dream space is actually a kind of thought cage. If you want to break it, you can rely on external force.

At this time, Zheng Yi raised his head and seemed to sense something. Finally, a smile appeared on his face.

He opened his mouth and muttered to himself.

"Is it evolved so quickly? It is worthy of being a treasure refined by my hard work. It came just in time..."

He stretched out his hand and moved upward, as if he wanted to grasp something in the void.

At the same time, in the chairman's office on the top floor of the 36th floor of the Black God Building, the white bone soul-grabbing banner that was originally quietly suspended in the air swallowed up many evil ghosts and the souls of the ghost-controlling people, and finally transformed.

From the dark and thick black fog, strands of golden light bloomed, like golden embroidery threads, crisscrossing on the black curtain, forming circles of strange but mysterious patterns.

In the huge field formed by the white bone soul-grabbing banner, in the shadows, there are three terrifying figures as big as mountains standing tall, with copper heads and iron bones, some with single horns, some with fangs, some with red eyes, and maces on their shoulders.

The three main soul ghost kings, the white bone soul-grabbing banner officially advanced to the best magic weapon.

Sensing Zheng Yi's call, this spiritual magic weapon trembled with a buzzing sound, and the endless black fog was all gathered back into the black banner, and a few fierce ghost laughs came from it one after another.

Boom!

Boom boom boom!

The entire white bone soul-grabbing banner suddenly sank, and the terrifying force directly knocked down the floor, and hit the ceiling of the second floor, the ceiling of the third floor...

Layer by layer, the huge white bone black banner, wrapped in terrifying power, was like a ground-penetrating shell, slamming down along the hard floor, leaving empty holes behind.

The whole building seemed to start shaking violently, and Zheng Yi raised his head with a smile on his face.

This time he was not empty-handed, a familiar feeling came from the sky, he looked up, and saw that the complete space was actually directly pierced by a huge external force from the outside.

Following that, a huge banner fell in front of Zheng Yi, moving without wind.

With Zheng Yi's call, the white bone soul-grabbing banner directly completed its evolution, breaking through the floor layer by layer, breaking through the illusion, and appeared in front of Zheng Yi.

"Crack! Crack..."

Just as Zheng Yi was observing the changes in the white bone soul-grabbing banner, the crisp cracking sound rang again.

This time, the broken cracks spread rapidly in the space. This illusion was like a mirror broken by external force, shattered in an instant, and seemed to collapse completely in an instant.

The broken space has reached its end.

Zheng Yi knew this clearly in his heart, but he focused his attention on the evolved white bone soul-grabbing banner in front of him.

However, many complex patterns appeared on the originally pure soul-grabbing banner, like black wriggling worms, constantly changing, and a more powerful breath was released from it.

Holding the white bone banner pole, the kind of heart-blood perception from the life instrument immediately let Zheng Yi know the complete change of the white bone soul-grabbing banner.

This made him look a little serious, revealing a smile, waving his right hand, and said loudly.

"Old man, you want to use Inception to trap me with my mental loopholes, but man proposes, God disposes. God is going to take you away, and I can't do anything about it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a thick black fog surged out from the white bone soul-catching banner, and the roars of ferocious ghosts resounded through the illusion.

The black shadow flickered, and it could be clearly seen that the three powerful ghost kings at the head were directly dispatched, followed by four or five hundred well-organized and elite ghost soldiers.

Kill, kill, kill!

This is simply an army from hell. Under the leadership of the ghost king, the aura of all the ghost soldiers and ghosts merged into one, making the three ghost kings' momentum soar into the sky, forming a huge ghost domain space, directly piercing the entire illusion.

This made the already broken space even more fragmented, and soon it was like a broken mirror, full of tiny cracks.

The three ghost kings in the lead laughed strangely, holding maces, sabers, and black ghost swords, shaking the air, and rushing towards the oil pans on both sides with fierce momentum.

Wherever they passed, the ghost soldiers kicked over the oil pans, killed the fried ghosts, and killed the execution ghosts. The whole process simply tore the entire illusion into pieces and turned it into a mess.

Then the ghost king led the team, and the neat team of ghost soldiers rushed directly into the group of ghosts, killing them as if they wanted to destroy everything in the illusion and completely destroy it.

The black fog that shook in the white bone soul-grabbing banner quickly covered the barrier of the illusion, like an invisible big mouth, directly swallowing up the illusion completely.

The Bone Soul-Catching Banner itself is an advanced magical weapon. After the birth of three ghost kings, its power has increased again and again, forming its own ghost domain. This ghost domain is extremely aggressive, and it can swallow up illusions, bit by bit, eroding the spiritual imprints and origins here.

Boom!

This violent output is like a balloon that bursts directly, and the dream space illusion created by Claude can no longer support it.

The imprint of the illusion no longer exists. If the skin is gone, where can the hair be attached?