Old Zheng: Report This Snake, She Seems to Have Wallhacks

The figure dragged out of the shadows was a man wearing a white lab coat, glasses, and with very dark circles under his eyes.

Seeing the figure appear, Sun-Disc Moon-Melting Saint Lord looked at "Cold Cicada" again.

"Well, Little Yu... do you recognize her?"

He does seem to be from your area.

Cold Cicada narrowed her eyes. "This is where it gets interesting. I'm certain he's from my Minecraft... but I don't recognize him."

"I should know someone who can defeat Sister Ping and is skilled in soul-based techniques... but he doesn't fit any of those people I know."

"This is even without considering whether those guys would lend a hand to the 'Director'... In reality, if we consider the need to work with the 'Director,' after excluding the guys from the 'Psychology Society,' I can't imagine who else could do it."

"So... who are you? Are you related to 'Jung,' a mysterious master who has been deeply rooted in the Mist Island Realm... or do you have some connection with the recently famous 'Schreiber'?"

Cold Cicada muttered to herself, shaking her head. "Never mind... it's not important."

He then spoke loudly, "Sister Ping'er, be careful of this guy's methods involving soul and spirit!"

Upon hearing Cold Cicada's words, the Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord) said, "I've already experienced it... This guy's skills are similar to mine; he's truly a rare and formidable opponent!"

"No, compared to the methods that directly affect the 'soul' itself, he's probably more adept at interfering with your 'consciousness' and 'senses'," Cold Cicada said Leng Jing. "Don't completely trust your feelings, and be wary of those inexplicable thoughts."

As soon as Cold Cicada spoke, the Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord heard it and immediately replied, "Understood, Little Yu!"

Then, her white silk ribbon pulled the figure in front of her, and she thrust out her sword—but at the very moment the sword was drawn, the Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord suddenly saw the other party break free of the white silk ribbon and suddenly dodge to the left. Instinctively, he also turned his sword and swung it to the left.

But...

"Whoosh!"

The sword strike missed its mark.

The Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord was stunned for a moment, then remembered Cold Cicada's words from earlier. He immediately cleansed his soul and consciousness, only to find that... the other party hadn't moved at all.

"Little Yu is absolutely right... What amazing skills!"

And at this moment, what was bound by the white silk...

This is Zheng Jianshen Freud, the First Generation of the "Psychology Society," who has now materialized into a physical form!

Old Zheng looked at the Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord, who had come to his senses, and sighed deeply, glancing at "Cold Cicada" over there.

"What a promising talent! This tactic could have stalled for at least three more rounds... but he called it out and we figured it out immediately!"

"The boss really does... always run into these kinds of troublesome and outrageous guys."

"There's no other way... I have to bring forward the desperate measures."

As Old Zheng spoke, he watched as the Snake Yaoguai once again cautiously aimed at the tip of his sword, his bound left hand struggling to open.

Then...

An invisible, transparent substance condensed and shaped in his hands, and then in the next moment...

"Whoosh!"

The instant the Short Sword pierced his body, [Mind Matter] entangled itself around the Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord's longsword, and then...

These souls, condensed into [Mind Matter], transformed and invaded the longsword of the Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord.

"Your sword is not bad... but that's precisely its problem!"

Old Zheng sighed as he spoke.

Because the peerless divine weapons in the Prison Mountain Realm have the potential to give birth to "weapon spirits," and it is even possible to artificially integrate "souls" into them to create weapon spirits.

Even without the ability to contain a soul, a higher-level magical Magical Artifacts can still "move at will" and be directly driven by the wielder's consciousness.

Therefore... the Rule of this world dictate that Forging objects here can also contain human consciousness and even the soul.

Just like now, Old Zheng's [Mind Matter] has seeped into the longsword of the Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord!

At the same time...

These [Mind Matter] also carry Old Zheng's Mental Power and his will.

In other words...

At that moment, Old Zheng "possessed" the longsword!

The longsword in the Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord's hand seemed to come alive at this moment, its tip reversed and thrusting towards her own direction.

"What kind of trick is this?! You created a weapon spirit for my sword that obeys your commands?!"

The Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord spoke in horror, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, throwing away the longsword forged from his own snake fangs. He also kicked the sword as far as Bu Wang!

But the longsword had only just flown out...

The Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord saw that, in the instant he was distracted dealing with his own sword, the white silk ribbons that he had been controlling also went out of control—these were also his Magical Artifacts, and now they were curling up towards his body.

The Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord swiftly dodged his Magical Artifacts and said coldly.

"That's impressive... they actually managed to use my Magical Artifacts against me!"

"But... this is ultimately my Magical Artifacts!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord raised his hand, and white light emanated from the white silk and the Short Sword, firmly pressing the two restless magical Magical Artifacts to their original positions.

"You think your petty tricks can really get you anywhere?"

Freed from the white silk bindings, Old Zheng looked at the Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord and sighed, meeting the other's provocative gaze.

"What are you pretending for? What are you so smug about? I just casually destroyed two of your Magical Artifacts. Now you're going to have to focus on suppressing them?"

"You're acting like you've won..."

Old Zheng spoke, the Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord, hearing his words, sneered, "Mind control, huh? Interesting..."

As she spoke, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head, a stabbing pain like needles piercing her consciousness.

"Pressing down the gourd only makes the ladle float up, my friend—you've been so focused on suppressing your own Magical Artifacts that you've forgotten to protect your own soul."

Old Zheng's sarcastic voice rang in my ears.

The Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord used his True Essence to protect his soul, which relieved his headache considerably. He raised his head to look at Old Zheng, and was about to speak when he suddenly realized that blood was streaming down his face.

Although the pain originating from my sea of consciousness has subsided, my forehead still... hurts.

She reached out to touch it and discovered a deep cut on the side of her eyebrow, behind her ear, which she didn't know had been made at some point.

Old Zheng's mocking voice rang out. "I told you to protect your soul, and you really only protected your soul... Didn't expect I could hurt you directly?"

Afterwards, Old Zheng couldn't help but sigh, "'Psychokinesis' is really useful... I need to practice this move more."

Upon hearing Old Zheng's words, the Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"Good! Good! Good!"

She said "good" three times, wiped the blood from her face, and gently twirled her fingers.

"I have witnessed your mastery of the soul and divine consciousness... Now, it is your turn to experience my methods!"

After speaking, the Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord parted his lips slightly, his throat vibrated, and he emitted a melodious sound.

"Waaaaah--!"

As the sound rang out, a giant, bluish-white serpent phantom appeared behind her, also opening its mouth and emitting an invisible whimper.

Under the influence of this sound... Old Zheng felt a kind of "loss of control" arising within his soul.

As a master of Mental Power, his soul and spirit rarely show signs of chaos. Even though he has now "died once" and is barely surviving in some incomplete Life Form, and his soul is not particularly complete, Old Zheng is still certain that his thoughts and will are difficult to be disturbed by the outside world.

Even for another expert skilled in Soul Power, it would be very difficult to directly influence his thoughts.

But now...

Old Zheng, however, found that his "mind" was constantly generating some chaotic thoughts, irrelevant images, flashes of past Memory, strange ideas and impulses, and even some pure Hallucination.

It was as if... his soul had been "poisoned"!

Under the influence of the voice of the Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord, his soul developed a power similar to "spiritual toxin," which was constantly spreading and eroding his mind.

This state, which felt like he'd eaten mushrooms and was delirious from a fever, prevented Lao Old Zheng from "losing himself" or "forgetting the present situation" thanks to his strong Mental Power, but it definitely disrupted Old Zheng state!

Now, Old Zheng... a large amount of his "Mental Power" is being wasted uncontrollably, and his attention and concentration are being severely interfered with.

"The Demon Lord of the Prison Mountain Realm... is indeed ruthless!"

Using his last remaining conscious state, Old Zheng immediately mobilized all his [Mind Matter] and concentrated it on the surface of his body.

And just as Old Zheng predicted...

Even after his soul was poisoned, the Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord did not let this opportunity pass!

She had reached Old Zheng and drew another Short Sword —compared to the previous Snake Fang Short Sword, this Short Sword was of much lower quality, probably a weapon she had seized as a trophy from some martial Martial Artists.

However... this ordinary cast iron Short Sword is actually more difficult for Old Zheng to deal with!

The sword tip pierced towards Old Zheng's left eye, but was blocked by the condensed Mind Matter, as if it had been stuck in a lump of gelatinous jelly.

Old Zheng mobilized other Mind Matter to reinforce the defenses here, but under the pressing hands of the Gu-Heart Soul-Seizing Demon Lord...

The Short Sword drew closer and closer to Old Zheng's head.

"Damn it, damn it... why didn't she choose the heart?! Did she have X-ray vision?! She's so good at picking vital points!"

Old Zheng looked at the sword tip getting closer and closer to him and thought helplessly.

After all, his body was formed from information... If the other party had stabbed him in another "vital area," Old Zheng could have completely ignored it!

But...

The other party's target is my head.

Old Zheng knew very well that his true form... was inside this cranial cavity.

If you get stabbed, you might really die!