Psychiatrist! Assassin?

Mental space.

Huo Yuhao's Spirit Body stood in midair, watching below nervously.

The Sea of Consciousness abruptly shot out multicolored rays of light, each like a mirror reflecting the human heart.

Each mirror corresponded to a thought Huo Yuhao had deciphered.

This time, the Sea of Consciousness had not changed in size, but its colors were murkier than before.

Finally, all the light collapsed inward, forming a crystalline heart tinged with pale blue.

Huo Yuhao noticed dreamlike colors flowing across the heart, like a diamond beneath the lights.

Then, a great deal of information arose in his mind.

Psychiatrist:

An advancement beyond "Telepathist," beginning to allow direct influence over a target.

For example, treating problems such as the target's frenzy, or making the target become frenzied and lose their reason.

The Sea of Consciousness could extend its tendrils into the Subconscious Domain.

It could provide guidance and treatment on a mental level, as well as plant complex Psychological Suggestions, possessing the beginnings of "manipulation."

The Subconscious Domain?

Huo Yuhao deftly organized the mystical knowledge he had acquired after advancing to "Psychiatrist."

He deciphered the descriptions of a Psychiatrist's specific abilities.

"Intimidation" could make one or more targets feel as though they were facing a giant dragon, instantly panicking and falling into confusion.

Combined with Simulation, it would surely work wonders.

"Frenzy" could detonate a target's emotions or mental state, plunging him into "frenzy."

The target would suffer severe mental damage, and sometimes might even lose control outright.

Lose control?

Huo Yuhao had never heard of the concept of losing control.

Compared with the first two abilities, what interested him more was "Psychological Suggestion":

Through specific movements, words, or a medium.

It could suggest something to a target, making him unknowingly follow the Psychiatrist's arrangements, or strongly, from the bottom of his heart, feel unwilling to break a certain promise.

He could also enter the Collective Sea of Collective Subconscious through self-directed Psychological Suggestion.

The Collective Sea of Collective Subconscious?

Huo Yuhao's gaze shifted. Its relationship with the Subconscious Domain mentioned earlier was that between a group and an individual.

Like the relationship between the sea and the rivers flowing into it.

A Telepathist's Mind Reading had also been strengthened:

Through media such as candlelight or hydrosols, he could place a target in a semi-hypnotic state and communicate directly with his Mental Body.

The Subconscious Domain did not necessarily represent the entirety of someone's consciousness, whereas the Mental Body could often represent a person's true thoughts.

As for the final ability, "Soothing," it was also called "Psychoanalysis."

It could address loss of control, but Huo Yuhao had yet to find any practical value in it.

What relieved Huo Yuhao most was that every successful use of "Psychological Suggestion" to manipulate someone would yield a Chaos Water Droplet that merged into his Sea of Consciousness.

Compared with Chaos Qi, its color remained unchanged, but its total quantity increased.

Thankfully, there was now a way to achieve greater improvements. Otherwise, relying solely on the Chaos Qi gained from reading minds really would take quite some time.

Electrolux looked at the Sea of Consciousness, which had gradually calmed, and smiled.

"Yuhao, go down and see what you can fish out."

"This is your own Sea of Consciousness. You won't risk being dissolved."

Huo Yuhao nodded and jumped straight into the Sea of Consciousness under the gazes of the Ice Empress and the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm.

Upon touching the Sea of Consciousness, Huo Yuhao's first impression was a slight viscosity.

It seemed a little oilier than before?

Huo Yuhao did not dwell on it and sank through the Sea of Consciousness, which was currently only the size of a small lake.

Even though it had only just transformed, the Sea of Consciousness had gained some wondrous properties.

For instance, the farther down he went, the more deeply space seemed to collapse.

As a result, when Huo Yuhao reached the bottom, the base of this small-lake-sized Sea of Consciousness barely accommodated his Spirit Body.

Huo Yuhao looked around. Here, illusion seemed heavier and reality lighter.

Several indistinct objects bobbed within it, and it was impossible to say whether they truly existed.

Huo Yuhao reached for one object, only for it to scatter at his touch, turning into specks of light that fell into deep, empty darkness with no end in sight.

Looking thoughtful, Huo Yuhao fixed his eyes on an object that seemed more real and less illusory, then reached out and scooped it up.

The instant Huo Yuhao touched it.

He seemed to see a sealed basement, its walls, floor, and ceiling covered in meaningless, bizarre writing.

Whoosh!

The object immediately shed some of its illusion, growing more real.

Huo Yuhao focused his gaze. It was an ordinary-looking quill that seemed capable of writing without ink.

It was extraordinarily illusory, as though a single use would let its illusory side gain the upper hand again.

This was a Beyonder item that could only be used once!

With such a heavy degree of illusion, it seemed impossible to take it out of the Sea of Consciousness, either.

The moment the quill landed in Huo Yuhao's hand, the balance between illusion and reality surrounding the other indistinct, bobbing objects was lost.

Illusion was about to overwhelm reality completely, making them cease to exist.

Huo Yuhao hurriedly mustered all his strength and grabbed the nearest object.

The balance broke instantly, and the remaining objects fell into the darkness.

Hiss!

A strange, indescribable whisper sounded, leaving Huo Yuhao's head muddled and his consciousness hazy.

After a while, Huo Yuhao gradually regained his senses.

What had just happened?

Who had been crying out?

With a heavy heart, he recalled that whisper, but found no answer.

Perhaps this was simply a case of gains coming with losses.

Since he had received that droplet's gift, he also had to accept the price of obtaining it.

Only then did Huo Yuhao examine the two objects he had acquired.

The one he had just obtained was an object that changed form.

Sometimes it was a dull, inconspicuous mass of liquid that inexplicably made one thirsty.

Sometimes it became a mass of shadow that seemed to bristle with spikes.

A piece of information surfaced in his mind:

Demoness Sequence 9: Assassin, Potion/Beyonder Characteristic

Could briefly alter the body, granting featherlike lightness while permanently bestowing an eagle's vision and Darkvision.

Excelled at hiding in shadows, possessing nimble footwork, agile movements, and the ability to unleash all one's strength in a single strike.

By acting according to the Sequence name, one could digest it and gain complete control over it.

Huo Yuhao examined it carefully and found no side effects to this Assassin Potion.

Assassin?

Act as an Assassin? That did not seem difficult.

Judging by the description, the abilities it could provide were not outrageous, but "unleashing all one's strength in a single strike" held considerable potential.

And it was only Sequence 9, probably just the starting point of a Sequence's abilities, like the Spectator he had obtained back then.

Huo Yuhao's Spirituality told him that this was not something he should absorb or use.

But he had fished it out with considerable difficulty, and it seemed he could take it out of the Sea of Consciousness, too. He would keep it for now.

Huo Yuhao turned to the quill and gently stroked it. Information that did not belong to this world surged into his mind:

Quill of Alzuhod (illusory), Code 008

This was an ordinary-looking quill.

After entering reality, it could write without ink.

Every story it wrote would become reality.

When you learned of it, it also learned of you, and of everyone you had come into contact with.

The more you knew about it, the more likely you were to be written into the stories it wove.

Every previous owner and every researcher who had studied it had died of strange causes.

It had caused the deaths of Angels. Whether it could directly affect a True God remained unconfirmed...

Angels?

True Gods?

Huo Yuhao's gaze shifted slightly. He felt he had come into contact with a different realm.

Still, however severe its side effects might be after it entered reality...

In its current, merely illusory state, it probably did not have the corresponding side effects, did it?