The old man's soul was lying on a rocking chair, slowly telling his story.

His story seemed to him to be bumpy, and his life was also very exciting, but in Han Dong's opinion, it was simply a third-rate adventure.

As the protagonist, the old man was attracted by a wandering wizard when he was a child and obtained the inheritance of the wizard. However, his family was attacked by the enemy and wiped out the entire army. All the family died except him. In the end, the old man went through a lot of hardships and became a city lord. As a result, after just ten years, the entire city was captured by the Netherworld Insect Soldiers. He himself died. Because of the strength of his spiritual power, he eventually became a soul body, hiding in the oil paintings on the wall.

"This is the city that was destroyed by the Netherworm? What's the name?" Han Dong couldn't help asking. The Dream Demon Netherworm gave him a glimmer of hope. He longed to hear the name from the old man's soul.

"The Horn of Dream Demon, the name of this city is the Horn of Dream Demon!" The old man sighed and said, "I once spent half of my life building this city, but in the end it was destroyed. The city was destroyed by these damn monsters and turned into ruins..."

Han Dong finally showed a look of joy on his face. He didn't expect that he was so lucky that a secret mission was directly teleported to his dream demon territory.

By the way, can your own dream demon territory be a secret realm?

"It would be great if we could determine the orientation coordinates, and we would be able to freely teleport from the Heaven Tower back to the Dream Demon Territory!" Han Dong said in his heart.

"The last question, how do I get out from here?" Han Dong looked around.

There is only one entrance and exit in this room, which is the gate when he came in. If you want to go out, you must leave through that gate.

"Did I choose the wrong direction at the beginning? If you want to leave here, you must go upward?" Han Dong guessed in his heart.

Yawen

"Hehehehehehehehehe, I can't leave..." The old man's soul body finally showed his fangs. Looking at Han Dong, a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

"What do you think I'm telling you such a long story?" The soul of the old man lying on the rocking chair began to slowly become transparent and soon disappeared, but its sound still echoed in the room: "You will be trapped in this room forever, accompany me until your soul decays, hehehehehehehe~"

"What made you feel that I would always be with you?" Han Dong showed a strange look on his face. He raised his right hand and flew into the oil painting on the wall.

Boom, boom, boom~

The moon-level spirit master used this apprentice-level spiritual technique and the casting speed was twice as fast as before. He was originally a continuous bead fireball, and the casting speed increased, which meant that the time for the talisman was condensed. Almost as Han Dong thought, the fireball had already taken shape and flew towards the target, without giving the other party time to react.

Using spiritual energy to cast a continuous pearl fireball has increased its power several times, even more terrifying than the mutant power generated by integrating mutant talismans into the original spiritual technique model.

In addition, Han Dong has fully mastered the Yamata Orochi meditation technique, and any spiritual technique he performs will add eight kinds of damage special effects. This spiritual technique, which was originally just an apprentice level, suddenly burst out with power that is not inferior to the astral spiritual technique.

The oil painting started to burn in an instant. The old city lord in the oil painting was originally looking down at the worm attacking its castle, but at this moment, the old city lord turned his head with a gloomy face, staring at Han Dong and roaring with anger: "Do you think that burning this oil painting can destroy me? It's too naive, I'm immortal! You will stay here forever, even after death, your soul will never be detached!"

The old man's soul laughed wildly, burning it all in the flames and oil paintings, but his words kept lingering in Han Dong's ears.

Han Dong frowned slightly. He couldn't solve this dilemma by killing this soul body?

"I almost destroyed this place before, why did it say that?" Han Dong said to himself, and then rang the ancient bell of the Netherworld again.

Winter, winter, winter ~

This time, Han Dong kept ringing the ancient bell, and the sound waves kept echoing in the room. All the furniture in the room was destroyed again. This time, the destruction was more thorough and directly turned into nothingness.

But what surprised Han Dong was that there was no crack in the wall of the room at this time, which was very different from the beginning, just like two rooms.

"How could this happen?" Han Dong showed a look of surprise on his face. The sound waves of the Netherworld Ancient Bell were damaged. Not to mention an ordinary room, even an iron house made of fine iron had turned into nothingness at this time.

"There was a crack in one blow before, and it would collapse completely at most two or three times. But now, how could it suddenly become so strong?" Han Dong frowned, and the eyes of Mobius opened their brows and looked at the entire room carefully again.

Under the gaze of Mobius's Eye, the whole room was rippling slightly like water waves, and an unreal feeling surged into Han Dong's heart.

"I'm... in the illusion?" Han Dong said in surprise. He didn't expect that the soul body was so powerful that he unconsciously pulled him into the illusion.

"Haha, you're afraid you don't know how powerful I am!" Han Dong laughed.

"Break the illusion!"

The next moment, the Mobius Eye between Han Dong's eyebrows burst out with dazzling light, like a sharp arrow of light, stabbing in all directions.

In Han Dong's perception, this indestructible room was pierced by countless lights and instantly turned into shatter. When Han Dong regained his consciousness, he found that he was actually lying on a rocking chair and sleeping with his eyes closed. Everything before had never happened.

"I have some ability, just a story time, which makes me fall asleep and my consciousness sinks in the illusion. If I hadn't had the Eye of Mobius, I would have really been in the room in the illusion as the soul body said..." Han Dong said in his heart.

"No, it's impossible, how could you get out of the illusion? It's impossible..." The old man's soul body appeared again, and a look of horror finally appeared on his face.

winter!

Han Dong didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and directly rang the ancient bell. The invisible sound waves raged again, and a strong wind blew in the room, and everything turned into powder in the echo of the sound waves.

Kacha ~

The sound of breaking sounded, and the entire wall with the oil paintings hanged opened a huge gap. Countless lights came through the gap. The old man's soul and face were full of despair. He seemed to want to pray for something, but he could only open his mouth and make no sound.

Rumble ~

The front wall with the oil paintings collapsed. The oil paintings began to rot slowly under the illumination of the outside light. In a short while, they turned into a pile of rotten debris and drifted away.

Han Dong walked out of the closed room and looked back. There was only a tower that was only ten meters high behind him. At this time, the shattered tower on a wall looked as ridiculous as a young child with his front teeth.

"Haha, this is really my dream demon territory, Francis, the poisonous spider mother, I have sensed your existence..." Han Dong raised his head, looked into the distant sky, with a smile on his face, and he said to himself.

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Chapter completed!