Qingshan Sect, Guiyun Hall.
Zhang Yuxian sat upright within a massive formation, continuously circulating his cultivation method to nourish the meridians in his body.
The toll the Demon Slaying Conference had taken on him was simply too great.
First, Qin Ming had shattered his lifebound artifact with a single palm strike. Then, a remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao had sent down a punishment, leaving him with severe internal injuries and even causing his cultivation base to regress by ten years.
At this moment, he had exhausted his peak's reserves, using countless rare natural treasures to construct the formation, just to allow himself a slight recovery.
"Huu..."
Zhang Yuxian exhaled a breath of turbid air and looked up at the sky with a solemn expression.
"Heavenly Dao... Illusion Realm..."
In the past, no one would have ever associated these two terms with each other.
But at this very moment, the Illusion Realm undoubtedly hid countless, tremendous opportunities!
According to the intelligence gathered by Zhang Yuxian's informants, before Lu Ze became a legacy disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, he was just an ordinary disciple who had merely reached the Foundation Establishment realm.
In just three to five short years, a mere Foundation Establishment disciple had actually managed to advance to the Nascent Soul realm. This was clearly all thanks to the Illusion Realm!
The fortuitous opportunities within the Illusion Realm all lay with that remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao, whose alignment between good and evil remained unknown!
Whoever could win the favor of the Heavenly Dao's remnant spirit would be able to obtain this massive opportunity!
Prior to this, whether it was establishing the Illusion Alliance or racking their brains to imitate Lu Ze's Illusion Realm, everyone was looking for a chance to get closer to the Heavenly Dao's remnant spirit.
Now, the Heavenly Dao's remnant spirit had opened this pathway itself—
All Illusion Realms were under the control of the Heavenly Dao's remnant spirit, and all of them could connect to the entire world!
"Lu Ze."
Zhang Yuxian muttered the name through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with viciousness and greed.
"Your fortuitous encounters have been cut short... just you wait and see!"
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Luofeng Continent, Land of Falling Heavens.
The Illusion Alliance, which had been formed on a whim a year ago, suddenly became serious. They had even formally set up camp in Luofeng Continent, a place known as the ownerless land.
Within a special grotto-heaven, countless cultivators hiding their identities were gathered together.
On a high platform in the center of the crowd stood a mysterious figure wearing a cloak and a headpiece with four different masks.
No one knew his identity; they only knew that he was one of the founders of the Illusion Alliance, and from the very beginning, he had gone by the alias Inner Demon.
Ever since Lu Ze brought the Heavenly Dao's remnant spirit to wreak havoc on Jiang Lingfeng's territory, everyone in the Illusion Alliance had been in a state of panic, terrified of being targeted by Lu Ze and inexplicably suffering divine punishment from the Heavenly Dao.
Only then did everyone realize the brilliance of Inner Demon in hindsight, and they all scrambled to follow suit by hiding their faces.
"Fellow Daoists. We study spells together, and our mastery of the Dao of Illusions has long transcended the mundane world... It is absolutely not something a mere Nascent Soul cultivator can compare to."
The voice of Inner Demon was incredibly hoarse and shrill. The masks on his head rotated, changing into a cold, indifferent ghost face.
"Yet this immense opportunity has been monopolized by that little thief surnamed Lu..."
"Is this fair?"
As soon as these words were spoken, they instantly received a resounding response from countless members of the Illusion Alliance.
The minimum cultivation level required to enter the Illusion Alliance was the Soul Formation realm.
In terms of magical prowess and breadth of vision, what right did Lu Ze have to stand above them?
Now that the Heavenly Dao's opportunities had been entirely consumed by Lu Ze alone, allowing him to break through from Foundation Establishment to Nascent Soul in less than five years, if things continued like this, his ascension to immortality would probably just be a matter of time.
To say they were not green with envy would be a lie.
Moreover, everyone felt in their hearts that the only reason Lu Ze's Illusion Realm had become so wildly popular was because of that so-called Network, was it not?
People all over the world could meet in the same Illusion Realm. Such a grand feat was something that even a Mahayana realm cultivator could not pull off constantly!
Therefore, when it came to Lu Ze, not a single person present respected him.
"We all know that the little thief surnamed Lu was only able to succeed because he rode on the coattails of the Heavenly Dao..."
The masks on the head of Inner Demon rotated once more, turning into a crimson face of fury.
"But now... the Heavenly Dao Illusion Realm is no longer his alone. Our Illusion Realms can also connect to the entire world!"
"The opportunities of that little thief surnamed Lu..."
"Have come to an end!"
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At the same time.
Lingxiao Sect, Lingyu Pavilion.
Lu Ze, who was pretending to be severely injured and diligently reflecting on his mistakes, was lying leisurely on his bed, staring at the ceiling.
"What game should I make next..."
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
