Whoosh!
Wang Quan's Yang Spirit turned into a streak of golden light, darting swiftly through the many evils.
At the same time, he carefully sensed the brain in the water vat.
One breath...
The brain in the vat showed no movement whatsoever.
One hundred breaths...
Wang Quan frowned: the brain in the vat, which should have been completely blank and devoid of thought, suddenly trembled slightly.
Although it was only a slight tremor lasting an instant, it still put him on guard.
The time it took to drink a cup of tea...
The brain in the vat suddenly grew a pair of eyes. It narrowed them, looked around, then grew legs and feet and quietly floated upward.
The brain hid beneath a lotus leaf, acting furtively and muttering to itself, "They actually trapped me?"
"They really... have no idea what death means!"
"Do they really think this Daoist is made of clay?"
"They think wiping my memories will make me sink into oblivion? Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!"
It quietly bit off a lotus leaf, then held it up to conceal itself and stealthily swam around the water vat. After a long while, it saw the vat's wall.
Screech!
The brain in the vat conjured a drill, then carefully drilled a hole in the vat's wall.
As it drilled, it chuckled strangely. "Just wait. Once this Daoist escapes, where in this vast world won't I be free to roam?"
"Kakaka!"
Wang Quan sighed. "It seems even my own brain can't be brought into the Second-Layer World."
His thoughts turned, and he opened his mouth to spit out a flame.
The flame fell into the water vat and reacted with the spiritual liquid inside. In an instant, the contents of the vat turned into lava, burning the brain from every direction.
The brain