Chapter 130: Liu Ji

"Who are we?"

"Hahaha, that's such an interesting question! Who are we, indeed?"

"That's right, who are we? I've lived so long that I've forgotten who I am. It's so hard to recall!"

"If you can't remember, don't bother. Who cares? As long as we have the Boss, Wang Gang, that’s all that matters."

"How annoying. I just know I want to kill the Boss. I vaguely remember he did something terrible to me, but I’ve forgotten what it was... Oh well, forget it. Let's study how to eat this guy instead..."

Six crazed figures surrounded Fang Tang, gesturing at him and occasionally debating the quality of his firm muscles.

Fang Tang remained indifferent to their behavior. However, he gathered from their delirious ramblings that these six were likely not Wang Gang's original subordinates. This illusion was like a cage, and these six were beasts locked within. If they were ever unleashed, the consequences would be unimaginable; even Wang Gang dared not release them easily, choosing instead to trap them within this mental realm.

Fang Tang pondered for a moment, then brushed away the hands touching him and looked at the six with a smile. "Do you want revenge?"

"Revenge against whom?"

"What revenge?"

"How do we take revenge?"

With those three questions, the six stopped what they were doing, their heads—swirling in white mist—all crowding in front of Fang Tang. He didn't even need to see their expressions to imagine their look of expectant curiosity.

Suppressing a smile, Fang Tang pointed to the gray, hazy space. "Help me get out of here, and I'll help you kill Wang Gang."

"Kill the Boss?"

"You?"

"Stop bragging!"

The six scoffed, clearly unimpressed by Fang Tang’s strength.

Fang Tang: "..."

*I feel offended, thank you very much.*

He coughed lightly to mask his embarrassment. "I have a captain, and he is very strong."

"Strong?"

"How strong?"

"Stronger than the Boss?"

"We've never seen a human stronger than the Boss. This guy must be blowing smoke."

The six chattered like magpies, leaving Fang Tang with a headache.

"Stop, stop, stop! If you want to talk, pick one representative. You're making my brain hurt."

Fang Tang waved his hands repeatedly and then gripped his Daxia Longque blade. "If my captain is also in this illusion, you should be able to see him. He has squinty eyes and looks harmless."

"You mean him?"

The six let out a soft exclamation, skeptical. "He doesn't look that tough. He's still just trading barbs with the Boss."

"Compared to this guy, that squinty-eyed one seems to have more of a brain. I bet his brains would taste delicious."

"Hey? They're making a move... Holy crap! The Boss's mental barrier was broken?"

"My goodness, it looks like this guy really might be able to beat the Boss."

"Should we go up and help?"

"Help who?"

"Don't be stupid, the Boss, of course!"

"...But what if the Boss gets defeated? Wouldn't we be free?"

Someone said this, and the lively discussion fell silent. The atmosphere turned eerie. Fang Tang watched the neurotic six and sighed inwardly.

*The Captain is amazing!* He had experienced Wang Gang's mental barrier himself; with his own strength, he couldn't even scratch the surface. After all, the three-tier gap was a chasm that no sequence ability could bridge. For Liu Yiran, at the seventh stage of the sixth tier, to shatter a mental barrier while two tiers apart was already heaven-defying.

*Sequence 123: Corrosion + Sequence 411: Piercing Point = The eternal god.*

Though, it wasn't just that the ability was overpowered; if he had "Piercing Point" himself, the Daxia Longque would be devastating.

The six were still debating fervently, showing no signs of stopping. Fang Tang coughed loudly to assert his presence, then leaned on his blade, smiling at them. "Well? Did you see my captain's strength?"

"Pfft, breaking the mental barrier doesn't prove anything. As long as the Boss’s mental energy doesn't run dry, the barrier will always exist."

Fang Tang raised an eyebrow, looking at them thoughtfully. "So, you are the mental batteries Wang Gang keeps trapped in this illusion?"

"How did you know?" the six asked in unison.

Fang Tang smiled enigmatically. "You don't need to know how I know. You only need to know that my captain and I can help you escape this place."

"This..." The six looked at each other, indecisive. In their long years of imprisonment, even as mental entities, they had developed something akin to Stockholm Syndrome, subconsciously viewing Wang Gang with a twisted form of reverence.

Now that someone was telling them to defeat the object of their reverence, they couldn't help but struggle. If they hated Wang Gang, that hatred had been eroded by the passage of time—otherwise, they wouldn't have become so neurotic. If they didn't hate him, they vaguely remembered that they had been killed by him, and in a gruesome fashion. It was a difficult choice.

Fang Tang watched their hesitation, smiled slightly, and suddenly shouted sharply, "Liu Ji, have you forgotten how your wife died?"

"Huh? How do you know my name?" One of the misty figures looked at Fang Tang in surprise.

Fang Tang’s eyes flickered. "I saw your wife in 201. She still looks as beautiful as ever, but you are rotting away here. Do you think you're worthy of her?"

Liu Ji: "This..."

Seeing Liu Ji still wavering, Fang Tang decided to administer a stronger dose. "Do you remember how she died?"

"How... how did she die?" Liu Ji asked blankly.

Fang Tang dropped his eyelids. "She was raped and murdered by Wang Gang, right in front of your eyes. You can even forget that?"

Liu Ji seemed to have been struck at his most painful point; his entire body began to tremble. He crouched down, the white mist shivering as his shoulders shook, and sobbing sounds began to emerge.

"I remember now... Lili... Nini... Baby! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!"

Liu Ji cried out loudly, and the other five fell into a heavy silence, no longer babbling. Fang Tang watched this coldly. Once Liu Ji's crying subsided, he spoke, "If you want revenge, help me leave this place."

"But we don't know how to get out of here either!" the man beside Liu Ji said.

Fang Tang glanced at him. "Then take me to my captain. Once I find him, everything else will be easy."

"Fine, I'll take you!"

Liu Ji stood up abruptly, grabbed Fang Tang’s hand, and started running in a certain direction, with the remaining five following closely behind. Clearly, Liu Ji’s painful experience had struck a chord with them, perhaps even vaguely stirring their own buried memories.

Fang Tang appeared calm on the surface, but he was ecstatic inside. According to the prompts from his eyes, these six were powerful—most were at the sixth-tier Fallen level, and one was even a seventh-tier. Moreover, each possessed immense mental energy. As long as they united, they would absolutely be able to crush Wang Gang.