In the Six Realms, cultivators fear the presence of mind demons above all else.
Because they can disturb your mind when you least expect it, causing you to go mad and lose all reason.
Such mind demons arise from within the heart—inescapable.
In the Demon Realm, however, these mind demons are not the same.
Though they truly exist in physical form,
their bodies are weak, focusing on soul cultivation.
This dictates the uniqueness of their attack methods.
All in the Demon Realm know that Qiao Shoushu was the greatest master of mind control, able to manipulate the minds of demons for his own use.
Yet few know the truth:
Qiao Shoushu’s specialty was sowing chaos within minds!
He could infiltrate your soul, excavate your deepest fears, amplify them infinitely,
and completely strip away your fighting spirit,
turning you into a slave ruled by fear.
Ten thousand years ago, Qiao Shoushu used this very tactic to break the mental defenses of the Demon Lord Zheng Dongyang of Wuyan Province, causing his downfall.
In Qiao Shoushu’s mind,
all else was inferior; only soul power and the Great Way of the spirit were supreme.
Cultivators, after thousands or even tens of thousands of years, surely had fears.
This was their greatest weakness.
Ye Yu was no exception.
What use was an ancient demonic body?
"Let me find your deepest fear, and it will all end!"
Excitement shone in Qiao Shoushu’s eyes.
But moments later,
he was dumbfounded.
He even doubted his own ability.
Why, after searching so long, had he found no fear in Ye Yu’s heart?
This brat was only thirty-two years old...
Wait, only thirty-two?
Before eighteen, he never touched cultivation, relying only on heavenly materials and treasures to reach Foundation Establishment.
That meant only fourteen years of cultivation?
Fourteen years to reach peak Profound Demon Realm?
Is this a joke?
How could anyone skip so many realms consecutively in such a short time?
No bottleneck at all?
Not even a Demon Ancestor reincarnated could be this ferocious!
What shocked Qiao Shoushu most
was that deep inside Ye Yu, he saw no trace of black color.
To mind demons, black represented the source of an opponent’s fear and was their favorite color.
Yet now Qiao Shoushu saw none?
This was outrageous!
Normally, even if you had no fear, at least in life or death you’d show some reaction.
But in Ye Yu’s heart, there was nothing!
What—he was indifferent even to life and death?
Impossible. Absolutely impossible!
How could such a demon exist?
Qiao Shoushu refused to believe it.
"There must be something terrifying in his heart—I will find it."
He tried again to find the black color in Ye Yu’s heart.
But it was utterly futile.
Remember, in this dream realm, Qiao Shoushu could only see Ye Yu’s current mindset.
Not to mention Ye Yu had the green attribute Calm Composure helping him.
Even without it, after so many dreams,
Ye Yu had long been fearless.
As for life and death, he cared even less.
You might truly die, but if he died, it was only a game restarting.
It was a matter of time—why fear it?
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