“Is this…my evil thoughts?”

Gu Shen looked at the seas of blood that opened up one after another before his eyes.

After the flame in the oiled paper lantern went out, the entire dreamscape seemed to be filled with his own "evil thoughts"...

Did he truly harbor such powerful evil thoughts deep in his heart?

"Yes."

"But that doesn't mean you're a bad person. Evil thoughts are like shadows in the water. The seemingly clear surface of the sea may conceal a black tide capable of swallowing the entire world ten thousand meters below."

Chu Ling said softly, "When judging good and evil, consider the deed, not the thought. Although your evil thoughts seem large enough to destroy the world...in the end, this is just a dream."

"Now..."

The girl slowly said, "Shatter it."

Chu Ling's tone was very light, saying "shatter it" as easily as chopping vegetables, tearing a piece of paper, or as something self-evident.

"Shatter it..."

But Gu Shen, seeing the overwhelming black tide and the sea of blood, felt his scalp tingle.

He felt like a newbie who had just left the starting village, without even a rusty kitchen knife, alone to challenge the world-devouring Great Boss, and had to perform the stunt of felling the opponent with one blow.

How...was that possible?

Gu Shen braced himself and asked, "How do I shatter it?"

Chu Ling looked at Gu Shen and slowly raised her arm, bringing two fingers together.

"How do you want to shatter it?" She smiled and said, "Like this...or like this?"

She sliced horizontally once.

Then she sliced vertically again.

Chu Ling smiled, "Either way is fine...whatever you like."

Gu Shen stood there, stunned.

He subconsciously made the exact same movement, then gently swiped his fingers horizontally.

"Sizzle."

It felt like tearing a fragile piece of white paper.

A dazzling light gathered in the distant sky, slowly cutting across the entire world as Gu Shen's fingers swiped.

The boundless sea of blood was split open. That ultimate blazing light swept all the way, like the burning flames of a scorching sun, cutting all the evil spirits from hell and the howling black tide, constantly opening vertical pupils, in half—

All the wailing and piercing roars around him.

Were instantly shattered.

By his distant arm-waving slash!

The entire heavy, dark world was torn to shreds by the blazing holy light. Countless rays of light rushed in, and the dark tide was like being hit by a heavy bomb, with tens of thousands of tons of the black tide blasted into the air, then evaporated into vapor.

So the world in a nightmare was so fragile.

Made of paper.

Easily punctured.

Easily torn.

"Congratulations."

"One minute," Chu Ling said casually. "You've broken the record for dream solving in the Cage of the Restless Dead."

…

…

Inside the classroom.

The inner core flame of the Cage of the Restless Dead roared and surged, like a tide beating against the cage wall, giving the feeling that it could crack and explode at any moment. There were too many evil spirits painted on the oiled paper, overlapping densely, as if they were about to break through the entire lantern.

"What's going on?"

Wu Mengbai was stunned. This was the first time that the dreamscape of the Cage of the Restless Dead had reflected so many fierce ghosts.

Just looking at the lantern painting, one could imagine what kind of purgatory the dreamscape world must be at this moment.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The Chief Justice was the calmest one, staring intently at Gu Shen.

As expected, Gu Shen was not as simple as the records in the files indicated.

"This kid with the thick eyebrows and big eyes doesn't look like an antisocial personality..." Lin Beizhu frowned, muttering, "His evil thoughts are too scary."

"Does this mean...the risk of losing control is also very high?" A member of the review team asked quickly.

"No."

Tang Qingquan spoke. At this time, he was the calmest person.

"The evil spirit scrolls reflected in the Cage of the Restless Dead have nothing to do with the risk of losing control. The most important thing is whether he can overcome his own evil thoughts...No matter how small the evil thoughts, even if there is only one little ghost, a person with a weak will has a high probability of being interrupted. And Gu Shen's evil thoughts are so large in scale that they are unheard of, almost like opening the gates of hell. He should be trapped in hell now, right?" The Chief Justice said quietly, "Now, I'm starting to look forward to it. How strong must one's will be to venture alone into hell?"

Evil thoughts soaring to the sky!

How to slay the ghosts?

He thought he would have to wait a long time again.

But the moment the Chief Justice's voice fell—

There was a slight ripping sound from the lantern!

The Chief Justice's expression changed suddenly. He had excellent eyesight and clearly saw that the painting on the oiled paper skin, depicting layers upon layers of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, had cracked.

This...the lantern was damaged by external force in the dream?!

How was that possible!

The Cage of the Restless Dead used to be a complete S-grade sealed artifact, but it was taken by an extremely powerful figure to measure his "own evil thoughts." In the end, that powerful figure measured the result he wanted, but the lantern was cracked open.

So it fell from the S-grade sealed artifact rating, but even so, it was still an extremely terrifying dreamscape sealed artifact.

In the ten years since he had been in charge of the "Cage of the Restless Dead," Tang Qingquan had seen hundreds of different evil ghost dreamscapes.

He had seen many hellish scrolls of soaring evil thoughts.

But these were all extremely vicious criminals who had been sentenced to the most severe punishment in the Extraordinary Court. They were inherently cold-blooded, indifferent, homicidal, and did all kinds of evil...Hell was their best destination.

The irony was that these people were actually the most afraid and fearful after truly seeing the evil thoughts in their hearts.

Not to mention overcoming evil thoughts.

They couldn't even last for a quarter of an hour.

Almost as soon as the evil spirit scroll on the lantern took shape, their spirits were on the verge of collapse...These people were used to being treated as evil ghosts in reality, feared and avoided by everyone, but when they truly saw the evil ghosts existing in purgatory, they became cowardly and timid like rats.

But Gu Shen's scroll.

Was the first time Tang Qingquan had seen it in ten years.

He thought that the powerful figure cracking the lantern with his own evil thoughts was just a legend.

But he didn't expect...it was actually true!

Gu Shen's evil thoughts were too powerful, and the lantern couldn't bear it...This scene was too scary.

He couldn't imagine how the host in the dreamscape would cope?

And the next moment.

Gu Shen gave the answer—

After a crisp ripping sound, a circular crack appeared along the edge of the oiled paper umbrella, as if someone had cut it with a knife.

At the same time, the flame in the inner core of the Cage of the Restless Dead twisted and let out a shrill wail!

The countless hideous ghosts painted on the oiled paper skin of the lantern were all cut in half.

"What?"

Tang Qingquan's eyes widened.

Everyone else looked at each other.

A moment ago, they were still wondering how Gu Shen would slay the ghosts?

The next moment, the ghost slaying was over!

This scene was absurd and dramatic.

Countless evil ghosts formed a tide, about to swallow the world...But the next moment, dawn broke.

All the evil ghosts were cut off.

Simple...like tearing paper.

And it was indeed tearing paper. The surface of the oiled paper lantern cracked in the flash of fire just now, and this former S-grade sealed artifact was even more severely damaged.

"Huff..."

The classroom was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

There was only one person's soft exhalation.

Gu Shen, carrying the lantern, broke free from the dreamscape of the "Cage of the Restless Dead," and slowly opened his eyes.

After unraveling the third dreamscape, his face was no longer pale, but had a lot of color. After unraveling the Cage of the Restless Dead...he felt refreshed and energetic. It felt like something had been blocking his chest, but now it was much easier.

Gu Shen noticed the stunned and shocked expressions of the five members of the review team, each more surprised than the last.

Did he slay the ghosts too quickly?

But...that was not something he could control.

It was over with a rip.

Chu Ling was right, it was like...tearing paper?

Gu Shen noticed the damage to the Cage of the Restless Dead. The movement in the dreamscape was too great just now, and the lantern was damaged?

He hoped they wouldn't cause trouble for him.

He silently prayed in his heart, and apologetically returned the lantern with both hands, then bowed.

The room was silent, and no one spoke.

Gu Shen coughed softly, attracting the attention of the examiners, and cautiously asked, "Now, is the review...over?"