Chapter 325

Chapter 325: Ruler of Psychic Energy

When Midi finally opened his eyes, his starry dark pupils had deepened further, becoming utterly unfathomable.

A silver gleam flashed through his irises, and a vast telepathic field expanded around him, instantly giving him complete awareness of his surroundings.

“I can actually use telepathy now?” Midi muttered in disbelief.

During the Thought Capturer trial, he’d repeatedly borrowed this power through possession by the Heart-Seizing Demon Ruler. Now, he’d instinctively activated it himself. Had he become a psychic user or a Thought Capturer?

“A psychic user is a Thought Capturer,” the shadowy man answered, as if reading his thoughts. “These two gifts are like opposing sides of a coin—complementary yet contradictory.”

As he spoke, the grand history of psychic energy unfolded within Midi’s mind.

*So that’s how it was!*

Scanning the information, Midi grasped the truth.

When psychic energy first emerged, its wielders faced no mental threats. Their abilities naturally evolved for offense, forming a third combat style alongside martial skills and magic. These pioneers became known as psychic users.

Later, victims of psychic attacks developed resistance—a defensive form of psychic energy. Thus, Thought Capturers were born.

Spears created shields.

Psychic users specialized in assault and control; Thought Capturers excelled at defense and disruption. Two sides of one power.

Now, through the unprecedented "Inheritance of the Sea Emperor," Midi’s Pure psychic energy could shift freely between attack and defense. He embodied both roles.

“When your mastery matures,” the shadowy man continued, “you’ll ascend as Ruler of Psychic Energy. Eventually, you may fully inherit the Sea Emperor’s legacy to become its true sovereign.”

Midi finally understood the mental trial’s purpose. Possessing the Heart-Seizing Demon and battling Thought Capturers taught him to wield psychic energy through conflict—a brutal but efficient training method. Graduates could wield psychic power immediately, skipping years of study.

“Yet I advise focusing on defense first,” the man warned, tone hardening. “Become a top-tier Thought Capturer. Leave offensive skills for later—master only telepathic support abilities now. To fulfill the creator’s wish, you’ll need impregnable mental defenses.”

He produced a golden dagger from his robes. Its ornate sheath gleamed with intricate patterns.

Drawing the blade slightly, Midi glimpsed an edge sharper than his prized “Sun” and “Moon” swords—a fang fit for dragons.

“Forged in the Shaded Realm’s Golden Moon Lake, this is ‘Golden Forgiveness.’” The man’s voice quivered. “Its psychic-energy blade shreds any soul or will like parchment. A true bane of mental forces.”

Midi tightened his grip as the shadowy man sighed. “I sense you seek the Star Ocean’s depths—the Behemoth, heart of the Blue Truth Sect. When the hour comes, use this dagger to kill your destined foe. That is the Mind Maze creator’s final wish.”

“Destined foe?” Midi frowned.

The Behemoth, colossal anchor of the Blue Truth Sect, made sense as a target. But “destined foe” felt dangerously vague.

Who exactly required killing? Without specifics, how could he act?

But the shadowy man showed an incomprehensible smile, shook his head, and said, "With the power I hold, I can only speak this much. When you enter the Behemoth, you’ll understand naturally. For now, let’s examine other rewards."

Effortlessly changing the subject, he waved his hand to display a list before Midi.

The list contained numerous skills, heritages, and epic weapons – any single item could spark fierce competition among powerful factions outside.

Yet within this Mind Maze, they could all be exchanged using psychic energy points.

Common advanced skills cost about fifty points.

Heritages required two hundred points.

The pinnacle was the Thought Capturer heritage, teaching existing Thought Capturers how to strengthen their mental powers. These secret teachings demanded over a thousand points.

There were also various epic weapons and alchemy formulas with blueprints.

All were premium items. Midi even spotted the Wind King Warship blueprint at first glance!

Midi made swift choices with the shadowy man’s advice, rapidly spending all 6,400 points.

The main purchase was twin swords named "Annihilation," forged from Golden Moon Lake materials that surpassed the Lord of Light City’s "Sun" and "Moon" blades.

He obtained several Thought Capturer training heritages. Though his own Sea Emperor Inheritance would gradually unlock with awakened mental talents, he secured these for Reinhardt’s group and future recruits.

Other heritages, skills, and weapons were chosen to boost his followers.

Alchemy blueprints were essential too – they’d become powerful tools in "White Snake" Emil’s hands.

This mental trial brought immense gains. Beyond the priceless Sea Emperor Inheritance, the exchanged items alone could elevate Midi’s faction multiple tiers.

Midi knew these resources could establish his faction in the Star Ocean even without Blood Purification’s alliance. Just the mid-level Thought Capturer heritage ensured his Undefeated Position!

While Midi selected rewards deep in the Mind Maze, tension brewed outside on Blood Hell Island.

As time passed, eliminated trial participants kept appearing – except those who died inside.

First came Octagonal Island members struck by eyeball rays, only able to afford mid-level Thought Capturer heritages with their Mind Crystals’ energy.

Next were those defeated by temple guards (Kings of Shadows – one per temple except two in Central Temple). These mid-level Thought Capturers obtained better weapons and anti-Heart-Seizing Demon gear.

The mood remained tolerable initially, as failures stemmed from personal shortcomings.

Then came participants eliminated from the Thought Capturer trial itself.

First appeared the First Temple contestant Midi had defeated. Recognizing Midi’s assault style, the man angrily denounced his "bandit tactics" upon emergence.

Judge Marcel suppressed the complaint, prioritizing alliance-building over criticizing Midi’s aggression.

But tension escalated as more eliminations occurred.

The Execution Team’s Scarred Man and Patrol Team’s Rot – Blood Purification’s elite youths – fell to Midi and Wiseman. This unsettled the Higher-ups.

Three years’ preparation ruined by outsiders? Unacceptable!

Balance returned slightly when Avril and Reinhardt were eliminated by Sandur’s group. Still, both faced hostile gazes.

As the trial became Midi vs Sandur’s showdown, even Marcel grew displeased – alliance didn’t mean surrendering top rewards.

Sandur held advantages: higher level, junior sister Shelly’s help, and cheat items. Marcel stayed silent despite dark expressions.

The final shock came when both Sandur siblings got ejected, leaving Midi victorious. Sandur’s furious accusations painted Midi as a thieving traitor.

The atmosphere snapped taut in that instant.