If this cannot be changed, I'm afraid the outco won't be good by then; perhaps Zheng Yi's consciousness will really succumb and be completely lost in the illusion realm.
After all, if soone is too detached from reality, they will beco engrossed in their thoughts, seeming to understand the Dream Stealing Space, but actually always falling into the sa trap, unable to extricate themselves, essentially deceiving themselves.
To break through this barrier of illusion, there are only two ways.
One way is to rely on one's powerful Divine Soul Power to grind through, forcefully forming a channel, but this thod consus a lot of ti and doesn't necessarily guarantee the final result.
The other way is to see the essence through the phenonon. The so-called Dream Stealing Space is actually a cage of thought, and it can be broken through with external force.
At this mont, Zheng Yi raised his head as if sensing sothing, finally revealing a smile on his face.
He spoke, mumbling to himself.
"So fast evolved already? Indeed, it's the treasure refined with my blood and sweat, coming just in ti..."
He stretched out his hand upward, as if to grasp sothing in the void.
anwhile, at the highest thirty-sixth floor of the Black God Mansion, in the chairman's office, the originally quietly floating White Bone Soul-Catching Banner in mid-air, after devouring nurous Fierce Ghosts and Ghost Masters' souls, finally completed its tamorphosis.
From the pitch-black dense fog, strands of golden light burst forth, like golden threads crisscrossing on a black backdrop, forming circles of eerie but mysterious and profound patterns.
In the vast domain ford by the White Bone Soul-Catching Banner, in the shadows, stood three terrifying figures as high as mountain peaks, with heads of bronze and bodies of steel, so with single horns, others with tusks, or blood-red eyes, carrying Wolf Fang Clubs on their shoulders.
The three Main Soul Ghost Kings, the White Bone Soul-Catching Banner officially advanced to a Top-Grade Spiritual Artifact.
Sensing Zheng Yi's summons, this Spirit Communication artifact trembled, the endless black fog retracting into the black banner, and from within ca several loud and intense ghostly laughs.
Boom!
Boom boom boom!
The entire White Bone Soul-Catching Banner suddenly descended, its terrifying power collapsing the floor directly and crashing towards the second layer's ceiling, the third layer's ceiling...
Layer by layer, that gigantic white bone black banner, enveloped in terrifying power, smashed down like a ground-penetrating missile, leaving behind empty caves.
The entire mansion seed to begin shaking violently, while Zheng Yi raised his head with a smile on his face.
This ti he was not empty-handed, a familiar feeling emanated from above. Looking up, he saw a complete space being directly pierced by imnse external force from the outside, creating a hole.
Following closely, a massive banner fell before Zheng Yi, moving on its own without any wind.
With Zheng Yi's summons, the White Bone Soul-Catching Banner completed its evolution, broke through the illusion realm, and appeared in front of Zheng Yi by piercing through multiple layers of flooring.
"Crack! Crack..."
While Zheng Yi observed the changes in the White Bone Soul-Catching Banner, the clear sound of breaking rang out once more.
This ti, the brittle crack quickly spread across the space, as this illusion realm shattered like a mirror broken by external force, splintering swiftly, seemingly collapsing completely at any mont.
The shattered space, reaching its terminal mont.
Zheng Yi was acutely aware but focused all his attention on the evolved White Bone Soul-Catching Banner in front.
The originally pure Soul Banner now showed nurous complex patterns, like wriggling black worms, continuously changing, releasing an even stronger aura from within.
Holding the White Bone Banner Pole, the kind of connective perception from the Lifebound Spiritual Artifact imdiately inford Zheng Yi of the complete transformation of the White Bone Soul-Catching Banner.
This made his slightly stern expression reveal a smile, as he waved his right hand and shouted loudly.
"Old geezer, you wanted to use the Dream Stealing Space to trap with my ntal flaws, but human plans can't surpass heaven's plans, even the heavens want to take you away, I can't help it!"
With his words just uttered, thick black fog gushed out from the White Bone Soul-Catching Banner, resounding with fierce ghostly roars throughout the illusion realm.
Dark shadows flickered, revealing clearly the leading three powerful Ghost Kings directly charging, followed by four to five hundred well-organized and highly skilled Yin Soldiers and Fierce Ghosts.
Kill kill kill!
This was virtually an army from hell, led by the Ghost Kings, where all the Yin Soldiers and Fierce Ghosts combined their aura, making the three Ghost Kings' montum soar to the sky, forming a gigantic Ghost Realm Space that pierced the entire illusion realm directly.
This made the already shattered space even more fragntary, soon resembling a cracked mirror, filled with fine cracks.
The leading three Ghost Kings laughed grotesquely, wielding Wolf Fang Clubs, Horse-Slaying Sabers, Black Ghost Swords, shaking the air, rushing towards both side's cauldrons.
Along the way, each Yin Soldier and Fierce Ghost overturned cauldrons, killed the frying ghosts, dispatched execution ghosts, the whole process virtually tore the entire illusion realm apart into chaos.
Then the Ghost Kings led an orderly Yin Soldier troop directly into the ghost group, executing a massive slaughter, seemingly intending to destroy everything and completely obliterate the illusion realm.
The black fog vibrating from the White Bone Soul-Catching Banner quickly covered along the barrier of the illusion realm, like a giant invisible mouth, about to devour this illusion realm entirely.
The White Bone Soul-Catching Banner itself was an advanced artifact, continuously birthing three Ghost Kings, its power constantly rising to form its own Ghost Realm. This Ghost Realm is highly invasive, swallowing the illusion realm is nothing, gradually devouring the spiritual imprint and essence here.
Boom boom!
This violent output burst forth like an exploding balloon, and the Dream Stealing Space illusion realm created by Claude could no longer sustain itself.
The imprint of the illusion realm ceased to exist, without the skin, where would the fur attach?
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