A square-shaped golden light cluster appeared before Lu Ze.
"Who dares to be so bold as to impersonate the name of the Heavenly Dao?"
A somewhat comical, ethereal voice rang out.
Lu Ze was momentarily stunned.
This remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao wasn’t quite what he had expected…
It had none of the grandeur he imagined.
After a moment’s thought, it made sense.
The remnant spirit wasn’t the Heavenly Dao itself but a spiritual entity that had inherited a wisp of its will.
Had it been the true spirit of the Heavenly Dao before the Great War of Righteousness and Demonic forces, it would indeed have been an existence transcending all things.
But after a thousand years of erosion by karma, it had become an incomplete remnant.
According to Chi Shengtian, the remnant spirit’s intellect had been affected, making it as capricious as a child.
In simpler terms—its mind was broken.
As for its complaint about someone "impersonating the Heavenly Dao’s name,"
Lu Ze guessed someone had taken the username [Heavenly Dao], and since the server didn’t allow duplicates, the remnant spirit had to settle for [I Am the True Heavenly Dao].
"Let me check for you…"
Lu Ze casually flipped through the backend and forcibly renamed the user called [Heavenly Dao].
To coax the remnant spirit into becoming his server, a little special treatment was necessary.
Then he pointed at Lv Gu outside:
"See that old geezer out there? The one in purple robes—he’s the one who stole your name."
It wasn’t actually Lv Gu who had registered it, but since he’d been giving Lu Ze trouble, this blame was conveniently dumped on him.
"Why is this world so bizarre!?"
Only after resolving the naming issue did the remnant spirit realize something was off.
The entire illusion had turned pixelated.
"Mortal, how dare you deceive me with such a shoddy illusion?"
Over the millennia, countless mighty experts of the Tianxuan Sect had crafted entire worlds to entice the remnant spirit.
What kind of world hadn’t it seen?
Well… this blocky, pixelated style was actually new.
"I’ve heard that in a thousand years, no one has ever created a world that meets your standards… but perhaps this one can," Lu Ze said calmly.
"Oh? Even I don’t know what kind of world I desire. How could you possibly achieve it?"
The remnant spirit’s voice suddenly turned mocking.
"Because this world can become whatever you want it to be."
Lu Ze raised his hand.
The blocks on the ground rose into the air, assembling and reshaping under his divine will.
"Hmph, nothing but a hollow facade."
The remnant spirit snorted.
Though its intellect was damaged, it wasn’t a fool.
Such superficial tricks were meaningless.
Yet, against its expectations, it felt a flicker of interest.
The idea of infinite possibilities through block combinations was… refreshing.
"Of course it’s not just a shell. Here."
Lu Ze tossed it a cluster of light.
Within it lay knowledge of underlying logic, command blocks, redstone mechanisms, modding, and more.
The remnant spirit’s comprehension of the "Dao"—of knowledge—was beyond human reach.
In an instant, it absorbed everything Lu Ze had transmitted.
"Impossible…"
The remnant spirit let out a gasp, its form shimmering with radiant light.
It had witnessed countless illusionary worlds and secret realms crafted by human experts,
but none were like Lu Ze’s creation.
Crude in appearance, yet its core held infinite variability!
In mere moments, the remnant spirit had already envisioned countless unique worlds.
How could such tiny blocks combine into something so endlessly diverse?
This was…
The Dao in its simplest form!
Seeing the remnant spirit’s reaction, Lu Ze smiled knowingly.
"Here, you can shape any world."
"Here, you can define any rule."
"Here…"
"You are the world. You are the rule!"
"Anyone can become you!"
"I don’t know what world you seek, but it must lie among these countless possibilities!"
......
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Meanwhile,
Outside the sealing array.
Chi Shengtian and Lin An waited anxiously for Lu Ze to emerge.
The remnant spirit was childish and volatile.
They feared Lu Ze might provoke it, earning himself a beating, so they kept their eyes glued to the scene.
"Honestly, you shouldn’t have let that kid in. A Foundation Establishment cultivator’s illusion? The remnant spirit will think our Tianxuan Sect has no talent and is mocking it!"
Lv Gu seized the chance to belittle Lu Ze.
"Lv Gu, spare us your nonsense… Lu Ze’s been in there far longer than you lasted—what was it, ten breaths before you got thrown out?"
Lin An shot back irritably.
Lv Gu stiffened in embarrassment.
Three months ago, he had confidently crafted an illusionary realm.
To his dismay, the remnant spirit shattered it within moments.
Literally shattered it…
So the better Lu Ze performed, the more it stung.
"No matter how impressive he seems, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator could never create a complete ‘world’!"
Lv Gu stubbornly insisted.
But the moment he spoke,
The remnant spirit at the center of the sealing array erupted in golden light!
Among the countless fragmented runes surrounding it,
one began visibly repairing itself!
All three elders gaped in shock.
This…
Was unheard of in a thousand years!
Under their stunned gazes,
Lu Ze suddenly moved, placing the illusionary tower beside the remnant spirit with a smile.
The spirit transformed into a wisp of light and seeped into the tower’s illusionary crystal.
The young man grinned, flashing white teeth.
"Elder Chi, Elder Lin… I’ve succeeded."
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