Qin Chuan also had an illusion, but it shouldn't be an illusion; it was his own world, very sophisticated, where he had a complete advantage.
However, the Golden Dragon Prince's mental power was very strong, so he would be somewhat restricted there, but not too much, so Qin Chuan didn't want to expose himself too early.
But the Golden Divine Prison was different; it was a real prison. Here, Qin Chuan was the absolute master. Although he couldn't directly kill anyone here, he could torture someone to the point of wishing for death.
Because here, Qin Chuan could use any means; he couldn't kill anyone, but he could experience any punishment. The mental torture was truly terrifying.
In the Golden Divine Prison, one wouldn't die, but one's spirit would collapse; one wouldn't die, but one would feel pain, and the feeling was exactly the same as real pain, an immersive experience. The biggest characteristic was that one wouldn't die; after leaving, the physical injuries would disappear.
The only thing left was the crystal spirit and memories.
Qin Chuan and the Golden Dragon Prince appeared in a golden room. The Golden Dragon Prince was tied to a pillar; the pillar was golden, the floor was golden—everything here was golden.
The Golden Dragon Prince's expression changed. He had only been in a daze for a moment before finding himself here, bound, which left him completely bewildered.
He carefully sensed his surroundings and found no flaws whatsoever. Even with his spiritual power, he couldn't detect any weaknesses.
He knew this must be Qin Chuan's mental world, or rather, an illusion Qin Chuan had created, but it felt incredibly real, and he couldn't detect any illusion at all.
This was precisely why he was terrified. His spiritual power was his strongest asset, yet even with it, he couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion, so the more he thought about it, the more terrifying it became.
Qin Chuan, on the other hand, smiled as he looked at the Golden Dragon Prince. The two hadn't exchanged a single word since they met, yet they had already clashed. The Golden Dragon Prince struck first, but Qin Chuan had effortlessly neutralized his attack. The
Golden Dragon Prince had initially been slightly surprised, after all, in his view, his progress had been so rapid that crushing Qin Chuan with his current strength should have been a piece of cake.
But the result was unexpected, so unexpected, that he could hardly believe it, especially now that he seemed to be imprisoned, and he had no idea what would happen next.
He couldn't leave this place. His mental strength was powerful; although he couldn't definitively confirm it was an illusion through his abilities, his experience and intuition told him it was Qin Chuan's illusion.
An unbreakable illusion was the most terrifying, because one would become lost within it and perish. He had already tried several methods, but still couldn't escape.
Now, Qin Chuan held a golden whip, and here, he could strike at will, inflicting injuries entirely under his control.
Here, Qin Chuan was a god; as long as his opponent couldn't break free, he could manipulate them at will, making them experience a fate worse than death.
Except for the inability to die, he could experience everything here. Many people aren't afraid of death, but they are afraid of pain; in fact, many are like this.
For example, some say, "I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid of not being able to breathe," or "I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid of being frightened..."
Therefore, here, Qin Chuan could do whatever he wanted, making life worse than death—a tremendous test for the mind.
*Poof!*
The Golden Dragon Prince's throat was slit, and blood gushed out continuously, seemingly endlessly.
The intense pain made the Golden Dragon Prince tremble, but this was just the beginning.
The wound healed, the bleeding stopped, but then it was repeated—cut open again, healed, cut open again—several times in a row, until the Golden Dragon Prince's face turned ashen.
This pain and fear, even though the Golden Dragon Prince knew it was all an illusion, even knowing he wouldn't die, still filled him with immense terror.
It hurt, it hurt terribly, but the Golden Dragon Prince could still endure it.
Qin Chuan wore a faint smile, but that smile terrified the Golden Dragon Prince.
A gigantic demonic beast appeared and bit the Golden Dragon Prince in its mouth.
Crack! Crack!
The sound of shattering bones, the metallic taste of blood from its enormous mouth—the Golden Dragon Prince was in excruciating pain. The feeling was exactly the same as real, the pain exactly the same, but his mind remained clear.
This torture was truly unbearable. Few people could endure this kind of pain, but even if they couldn't, they wouldn't die; at most, they would go insane.
Various attempts [biqugewww.biqugetv.co] nearly drove the Golden Dragon Prince to the brink of collapse, but he gritted his teeth and endured it all, knowing he wouldn't die.
However, this inhuman pain was unbearable for most, even prompting him to contemplate suicide several times. The
pain was simply too intense.
For Qin Chuan, the Golden Divine Prison was merely a form of torture; with his powerful mental strength, he could easily kill someone, surely driving them to mental breakdown.
However, the Golden Divine Prison had a time limit; it would disappear when the time was up, and its duration would increase with his cultivation level.
Just as the Golden Dragon Prince was about to reach his breaking point and even contemplate destroying his own spirit, the Golden Divine Prison vanished.
The Golden Dragon Prince stood facing Qin Chuan on the street, his clothes completely soaked with cold sweat from leaving the Golden Divine Prison.
He grew increasingly fearful, unsure how long he could endure the pain and mental torment within.
For example, several incredibly ugly women, filthy and smelly, took turns humiliating him, even forcing him to eat excrement…
At that time, he would rather endure the pain than do otherwise. He felt utterly humiliated and wished he could tear Qin Chuan to pieces.
He had never hated anyone so much, but he was truly terrified. If it happened again, it would be worse than death.
Qin Chuan looked at the Golden Dragon Prince with amusement, feeling a desire to kill him. The Golden Dragon Prince's face was pale, a result of his mental fear.
The Golden Dragon Prince left without saying a word, but this matter was definitely not over.
Qin Chuan was in a good mood. The Golden Divine Prison was definitely the best choice for torture. Inside, it was completely immersive and real, and no one could disobey Qin Chuan's will. So even if it was excrement, you had to eat it.
It was precisely because of this that, although it could drive someone to the brink of collapse, it would definitely be unbearable for a long time.
The Golden Dragon Prince was now eager to leave; if it happened again, he would rather end his own life.
Not bad, not bad.
Qin Chuan was in a great mood. He decided to use this to teach the creature what it meant to eat feces—all kinds of feces, one bowlful at a time…
Qin Chuan couldn't even bear to look at the scene at first, after all, there were human parts among the feces…