"What's going on? I should've returned to the academy by now."
Tang San, trapped within the illusion, sensed that something was strange about his surroundings, but he could not figure out why.
He only thought that he was too tired and had slowed down.
Without Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew to enhance his Spiritual Power, Tang San's Spiritual Power was merely somewhat stronger than that of Soul Masters at the same level. To notice what was happening around him, he would have to actively activate his Purple Demon Eyes.
"Shi Nian's illusion techniques really are crude."
Back when he was at Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Han Yu had been fortunate enough to witness Meng Shenji's methods.
Remnant Dream Shi Nian—his title sounded quite intimidating, but before Meng Shenji, he was utterly insignificant.
Only Soul Masters with no mental defenses were easily caught by his tricks.
Han Yu was in no hurry to capture Shi Nian. He wanted to see whether Tang San had the ability to break free from the dream.
More importantly, without the opportunity at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, did Tang San still possess the King of Hell Summons?
"Something's wrong! Why do I keep sensing killing intent around me, yet can't find anyone!" After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Tang San found the situation increasingly suspicious.
A hint of purple quickly surfaced in his eyes.
As the nemesis of all illusions, the Purple Demon Eyes quickly identified this as an illusion.
However, his Spiritual Power was limited. Though he knew it was an illusion, he had no way to break it.
Damn it, break already! Tang San grew tense.
An illusion would not appear without reason. Someone could only be trying to take his life.
"As expected of