Hao Ren's process of seeing through the truth of La Rian was actually more complicated than he had described. Things akin to intuition and extrasensory perception were difficult to put into words. His judgment in this area was something he had to thank the past two years of experience for. Whether it was Lockmadon, who had corrupted reality with dreams, or the Dream-Weaving Brain, which had forged the Nightmare Legion, the terrifying nightmares they had created had left a deep impression on Hao Ren and subtly changed his mind through repeated tempering.
The most obvious effect of this change was that he had become exceptionally skilled at controlling his mental power, and extremely sensitive to the sense of incongruity he felt after entering an illusion or dream. For ordinary people—even somewhat weaker demigods—that incongruity was practically impossible to detect.
Those who entered dreams found it difficult to realize that they were dreaming, but Hao Ren was different. He remained unusually lucid before any dream, even one created by a god.
Of course, all this had merely improved his ability to judge what was happening within the La Rian dreamscape. What had truly confirmed his judgment was the little weakling. This muddleheaded and absurdly weak little creature had almost no power, yet her sole "talent" was something no one could replace. As a thoroughly chaotic creature, sharing the same origin as the Lord of Madness but rendered harmless, she was absolutely the best detector in matters involving mental interference.
The silver-haired, blood-eyed Goddess watched curiously as the little thing scurried around her. She could sense the trace of madness emanating from the tiny creature, but did not attack, because she could feel that the little weakling was harmless. She could also judge from the attitudes of the people before her whether