Meng Zhao pondered for a while before finally concluding that it was likely a combination of both.
The Corpse Demon had indeed intended to pass down her teachings. To break the illusory world's bewitchment and confinement of his Primordial Spirit, he had to slip into the Heavenly Dao of that illusory world, touch upon its mysteries, and comprehend numerous demonic Secret Technique Divine Abilities from within, using them to break through the boundary between reality and illusion.
Yet Meng Zhao's own abnormality had also been indispensable. If it had been any ordinary Celestial being in his place, even if they had received demonic secret arts and divine abilities, the demonic light's pollution of their Primordial Spirit would have left them badly wounded. As for when they could truly break through this trial, that would be hard to say.
At the very least, they would never have been like Meng Zhao, shattering it with a flick of his fingers, easy and effortless to the extreme.
That had not been some trial of life and death at all. It had been more like someone strolling through a garden on an afternoon outing, free and unhurried.
"Good. To break through my secret consciousness world, you truly are extraordinary. What did you comprehend?"
Mystic Shark the Corpse Demon's voice was distant and ethereal. She was indeed astonished. Meng Zhao had moved far too quickly. By her calculations, he should have needed at least several hours, perhaps even a day or two, before he could break through the barriers of the illusory world.
Yet reality told her that she had still underestimated the person Cui Hong held in such high regard. His capabilities were far beyond her expectations.
She felt that something about this was not right. Though her Corpse Demon Dao Fruit was founded