Luofeng Continent, Phantom Alliance Base.
At this moment, the Phantom Alliance was like a castle in the air, teetering on the verge of collapse.
The first batch of people who attempted to create illusion domains were mostly members of the Phantom Alliance.
Naturally, they also suffered the most punishments.
From minor afflictions like needing to use the restroom every half quarter of an hour, to major disasters like their cultivation base dropping by an entire realm...
There was nothing the Heavenly Dao's Remnant Spirit wouldn't do, only things the cultivators couldn't even dare to imagine.
What was supposed to be a day of celebration instantly turned into a day of heavenly wrath, leaving everyone inside the Phantom Alliance fearing for their lives.
Looking at the crowd of members surrounding him, eager to hand in their resignations, the alliance leader, Heart Demon, remained remarkably calm.
"Everyone, calm down. Do not throw yourselves into a panic... Our bond with the Heavenly Dao has only just begun."
Heart Demon took a sip of tea, his tone exceedingly steady.
These words instantly ignited the emotions of the others.
"Calm down? You saw what happened to Falcon yesterday! How do you expect us to stay calm!?"
"That was a full hundred years of cultivation! Gone, just like that!"
"Thirty people in the Phantom Alliance created illusion domains, and twenty-two of them were punished... Are you asking me to be the twenty-third!?"
"This bond... I'd rather not have it!"
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Watching the crowd's righteous indignation, the eyes behind the four-faced mask suddenly turned ice-cold.
"Quiet."
The moment Heart Demon set down his teacup, a chilling, murderous aura erupted, instantly shocking everyone present into widening their eyes.
Body Integration Realm!
Everyone knew that as the organizer of the Phantom Alliance, Heart Demon's strength had to be extraordinary.
But no one knew that he was actually a Body Integration Realm expert, a rarity in this world.
In an instant, the previously restless crowd fell dead silent.
After all, if an illusion domain displeased the Heavenly Dao, the worst that could happen was losing some cultivation.
But if they angered a Body Integration Realm big shot, they would truly be meeting their maker and waiting for their next life.
Heart Demon retracted his aura, stood up, and turned his back to the crowd. From his storage ring, he took out a colorful spiritual mushroom.
"This is the Phantom-Reality Heavenly Lingzhi..."
The others did not pay much attention to the first half of Heart Demon's sentence.
The Phantom-Reality Heavenly Lingzhi was indeed a rare natural treasure, highly beneficial for cultivators breaking through to the Void Refinement Realm.
However, within the Phantom Alliance, especially those who could appear in this base, almost all were already Void Refinement Realm experts. Thus, they didn't view this treasure through rose-tinted glasses.
But the second half of Heart Demon's sentence left everyone utterly shocked.
"It was gifted by the Heavenly Dao."
Heart Demon twirled the Phantom-Reality Heavenly Lingzhi between his fingers.
"The rewards and punishments of the Heavenly Dao are not empty words..."
With that said, he slowly displayed the illusion domains created by the Phantom Alliance according to their reward and punishment status, and began to analyze the underlying reasons for the others.
The crowd, who had wanted to quit just moments before, were all deeply moved by Heart Demon's analysis.
"So you're saying we can't plagiarize that kid's illusion domain?"
"Strictly speaking, I'm afraid any illusion domain that is fundamentally similar will be punished."
"Then we can't continue imitating Lu Ze's illusion domain now?"
"No, we just won't plagiarize."
Heart Demon slowly shook his head.
"What we need to do is figure out the core operation of its rules... and then make it our own."
"Let's start with Naraka: Bladepoint."
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Lu Ze's illusion world.
Ever since he learned about the rewards and punishments of the first batch of illusion domains from the Heavenly Dao's Remnant Spirit yesterday, Lu Ze stopped slacking off.
After creating an illusion domain, not only would the system give rewards, but the Heavenly Dao would as well.
The originally leisurely illusion domain project had its foundations instantly laid over the course of a single night.
Several patches of wasteland space were divided and organized by Lu Ze, and the prototype of the map was faintly established.
Just then, the long-absent voice of the system rang in Lu Ze's ears.
[The host has discovered a demonic treasure land and decided to lure righteous cultivators there to annihilate them in one fell swoop!]
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
