Bonus Chapter. Enjoy!
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Huo Yuhao had long since seen through the fact that he was currently in an illusion.
Therefore, the Gu Yue and Tang Wulin displayed by Nightmare Old Demon before him were naturally illusions within the dreamscape; they could not possibly be real.
He was not so easily led by the nose by such low-level tricks.
Furthermore, Devil Island was the military training ground that Shrek Academy had passed down for thousands of years, not a torture chamber for the Holy Spirit Cult.
If such sordid events as Nightmare Old Demon described really happened here, the generations of Students who had participated in military training before would have already caused an uproar.
Among them were many who later became Elders of the Sea God Pavilion or even Pavilion Masters. If they had suffered such humiliation, could Devil Island have existed peacefully until today?
Therefore, Huo Yuhao could almost conclude that everything Nightmare Old Demon was doing right now was, to put it nicely, a test, or to put it bluntly, just intimidation. This was likely just a part of the military training used to temper one's mind.
However, he really disliked this method.
Seeing that his methods seemed unable to get a grip on Huo Yuhao, the smile on Nightmare Old Demon's old face could finally no longer be maintained.
His expression became even gloomier, and his voice carried a touch of naked threat, as if he were giving Huo Yuhao an ultimatum.
"Are you really not concerned? Then I'm going to take action."
"Don't regret it after I'm done."
Huo Yuhao's brows finally furrowed. Even though he knew everything before him was fake, he still did not want to see such scenes appear before his eyes.
This had nothing to do with truth or falsehood; it had to do with his bottom line.
He raised his eyes, and the gaze he directed at Nightmare Old Demon was no longer as calm and indifferent as before, but instead possessed a touch of cold sharpness.
He spoke directly and to the point: "Senior, you don't need to try and scare me anymore. These are nothing more than illusions; I knew that from the very beginning."
Upon hearing this, a trace of undisguisable surprise flashed in the depths of Nightmare Old Demon's eyes. His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back.
He clearly did not intend to admit that his methods had been seen through, but Huo Yuhao did not give him a chance to quibble.
"These little tricks have no training effect on me," Huo Yuhao said indifferently. "So, Senior, you might as well give up."
As his voice fell, Huo Yuhao no longer held back.
His mental force, which was comparable to that of a Super Douluo and at the Spirit Domain Realm, erupted without reservation at this moment. The massive mental force seemed to turn into a tangible gale, raging violently in all directions with him at the center.
The tyrannical mental storm roared and howled within this illusory space constructed by Nightmare Old Demon himself. Wherever it passed, the sky, the earth, the flowers, and the grass—everything shattered amidst distortion.
Like a mirror smashed by a heavy hammer, it disintegrated piece by piece.
Nightmare Old Demon's expression changed once again, even more shocked than before.
He opened his mouth to say something, but before his voice could come out, the illusion he had created and controlled himself collapsed with a series of crisp cracking sounds, turning into countless fine specks of light that dissipated into nothingness.
As the illusion shattered, the figure of Nightmare Old Demon appeared once again in the valley outside.
His footsteps were a bit unsteady upon landing, and his wrinkled old face still retained a trace of disbelief that had not yet dissipated.
Destruction, who was standing to the side, had seen everything that happened in the illusion clearly. At this moment, he was also full of shock, his hand gripping his purple-black staff tightening involuntarily.
Huo Yuhao also stood up from the grass at this time, his movements unhurried. He first reached out to pat the grass clippings from his clothes, and then he raised his head, looking calmly at the two old Devil Heads opposite him.
Nightmare Old Demon's aged face was a swirl of emotions; embarrassment, shock, and unwillingness played out in turns on that face full of ravines, finally settling into a look of incredulous horror.
He took a deep breath and raised his finger to point at Huo Yuhao, his fingertips trembling slightly, his voice changed in pitch due to shock: "Your mental force... has actually reached the Spirit Domain Realm?!"
Huo Yuhao dared to take the risk because he naturally had something to rely on; his mental force, which had already stepped into the Spirit Domain Realm, was his greatest source of confidence.
To take a step back, even if his judgment was wrong and some unexpected turn of events really occurred, he still had Electrolux, this demigod-level powerhouse, sitting in his Spiritual Sea.
Therefore, his previous calmness and toughness were not the impulsive youthful spirit of a boy, but the composure of someone who had already placed himself in an invincible position.
Huo Yuhao scanned his surroundings, looking at the dreams of his other companions at this moment, and secretly thought that his previous judgment was indeed correct.
Afterwards, he cast his gaze back to the two old Devil Heads opposite him: "Such an illusion can indeed serve the purpose of tempering the mind, but I do not agree with the method Senior used just now. Tempering the mind does not mean one must trample on one's bottom line."
Nightmare Old Demon opened his mouth. His dream-entry technique had been broken by a fourteen-year-old boy; now, he had no confidence to refute him.
Nightmare Old Demon didn't say anything, but Destruction, who was to the side, stepped out with a sullen face.
He struck the staff in his hand heavily against the ground, emitting a dull thud. His wrinkled old face showed a touch of genuine coldness: "Boy, your talent indeed exceeds our imagination. Even after living for over a thousand years, this old man has to concede this point."
"But you remember this: here, you still have no capital to be arrogant. We don't care about your Shrek status."
Huo Yuhao instinctively replied: "I don't care either. After I leave Devil Island this time, I will officially leave the academy."
Destruction was stunned upon hearing this. He narrowed his eyes and asked suspiciously: "Boy, what do you mean by that? What do you mean by leaving the academy?"
Huo Yuhao met his gaze calmly and replied without hesitation: "It means exactly what it sounds like; I am a person from the Spirit Pagoda."
Nightmare Old Demon, who had been stunned for a long time, suddenly leaned over, his tone rising by several notches: "You are a person from the Spirit Pagoda?!"
He had always thought that Huo Yuhao was a peerless Genius cultivated by Shrek Academy with all its might, but this boy actually said he was from the Spirit Pagoda? Yun Ming actually agreed to let someone from the Spirit Pagoda enter Devil Island for training?!
Huo Yuhao disdained to lie about such matters; he briefly explained the ins and outs of the situation in a few words. How they defeated the Shrek Academy team, how the Dean of the Shrek Outer Court, Cai Yue'er, threatened them, and finally how Shrek Academy compromised...
After hearing this, the expressions on the faces of Destruction and Nightmare Old Demon were truly rich.
After a long silence, Nightmare Old Demon finally murmured: "The academy... how did it become like this?"
As one of the Shrek Seven Devils from sixteen hundred years ago, a flame named pride had always burned in the heart of Nightmare Old Demon.
That was something carved into his bones when he fought side by side with his companions and represented the academy in campaigns across the continent in his youth, and it had never been extinguished despite a thousand years of wind and rain.
This made him unable to accept Shrek's failure, and even more unable to accept that after the failure, they would send someone from the Spirit Pagoda into Devil Island!
Nightmare Old Demon slowly turned his head, and when he looked at Huo Yuhao again, that pair of aged eyes already held a trace of genuine coldness. He certainly wouldn't go so far as to kill him here to silence him, but he had already made the decision in his heart to hold nothing back.
Nightmare Old Demon looked at Huo Yuhao, his voice gloomy and cold: "Boy from the Spirit Pagoda, today I will let you see the strength of Shrek."
"Even if you have mental force at the Spirit Domain Realm, don't even think about escaping this old man's dreamscape."
"Didn't you think those were just little tricks? Then this time, this old man will let you witness what a true nightmare is."
As his voice fell, Nightmare Old Demon no longer hesitated in the slightest. His feet kicked off the ground violently, and his entire body shot into the sky like an arrow released from a bowstring.
His black clothes snapped in the wind under the purple-black halo, and floating in mid-air, he looked down at Huo Yuhao from a high position.
He had already made up his mind that no matter what, he would drag this boy into the deepest layer of nightmares and let him properly experience what true despair was.
He roared violently at the sky, and the purple-black pillar of light that shot into the sky from the center of the valley in the distance suddenly trembled violently. Immediately following this, a thick purple-black beam of light projected down from the pillar and accurately submerged into Nightmare Old Demon's body.
The moment that light entered his body, Nightmare Old Demon's entire aura changed abruptly. The purple-black light swirling around his body became so intense that it almost condensed into a tangible substance, and his figure even seemed to grow taller.
Huo Yuhao's pupils constricted slightly; he could clearly feel that the aura on Nightmare Old Demon was rising continuously at a terrifying speed.
Although his mental force was originally profound, it was roughly equivalent to the level of a level 95 Super Douluo, at most on par with Huo Yuhao's Spirit Domain Realm mental force.
But with the injection of that purple-black light, Nightmare Old Demon's mental force was like a lit powder keg, exploding with a boom. It surged forward wildly, breaking through several levels in an instant, rushing directly to the edge of the Peak of the Spirit Domain Realm, and even faintly showing signs of touching the next major Realm.
That mental pressure was like a tangible mountain, crushing down from mid-air, making Huo Yuhao feel real pressure on this island for the first time.
Destruction was stamping his feet anxiously below, looking up and shouting at the top of his lungs: "Nightmare Old Demon, have you lost your mind! This power cannot be called upon casually."
Nightmare Old Demon floated in mid-air, his aged face actually becoming slightly younger under the infusion of that purple-black power, but his expression also became increasingly ferocious as a result.
He turned his head and roared towards the direction of Destruction: "I'm not crazy! The face lost by the Shrek juniors will be recovered by me, a Senior from over a thousand years ago, today!"
"Doesn't this boy look down on our Shrek methods? I will let him know that Shrek's things are not something anyone can just take for free!"
Destruction opened his mouth upon hearing this, but the words that reached his lips were ultimately swallowed back, turning into a silent sigh.
He said Nightmare Old Demon was impulsive, but asking himself, didn't he want to do the same?
The glory of Shrek, in the hearts of some, was something more precious than life itself!
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A/N: These fanatical nutcases man, I swear....
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