The spiritual world of the "Renegade Sons" was incredibly resilient, and ordinary attacks could hardly touch its core. Hao Ren had therefore never intended to break through this prisoner's mental defenses with a direct psychic attack. Instead, he chose to make the prisoner experience countless nightmares, hoping to gradually wear down his resistance in the process. With the help of Firstborn Zhuom's special ability, he had successfully built this system, but for now, he could still only enter the God Slayer's surface consciousness.
The new illusion was a boundless stretch of outer space. After being thrown into this empty place, the prisoner was curious for a moment—he found this illusion somewhat different from the previous ones. There was nothing here: no painful torture, nor any beautiful dream that corrupted the heart. In the empty universe, only starlight kept him company. He looked around in puzzlement and soon discovered someone floating in the air not far behind him.
"Long time no see." Hao Ren waved at the "Renegade Son," his voice entering the other man's mind directly. "Are you satisfied with your life now?"
"So you finally couldn't resist stepping in personally?" The prisoner showed no surprise upon seeing Hao Ren. He revealed a mocking smile and replied in the same mental voice, "It seems your abilities are nothing special after all—lowly creatures are lowly creatures."
"Say whatever you want." Hao Ren shrugged. "We have plenty of time, while your mental strength must be limited. I came today to ask you one thing: are you going to cooperate or not? You should know that dragging this out is meaningless. In these endless illusions, you'll have to speak sooner or later."
"You underestimate us New Gods." The prisoner's face was cold, his eyes filled with utter contempt for Hao Ren. Though he