“Alliance Leader, what do you mean by ‘direction’...?”
The Spirit Crane steadied the breath that had been forced to its limit by the Four Symbols Formation of Heaven and Earth, then spoke in a hoarse voice.
“Lu Ze’s fortune must be severed... even if only once.”
The Heart Demon’s voice was resolute and cold.
Each activation of the Four Symbols Formation of Heaven and Earth, and each deduction of information, inflicted immense damage on the Heavenly Spirit Physique at the formation’s core.
The Heart Demon knew that this deduction would be the last. As such, the questions it asked were exceptionally difficult.
Why was it impossible to deduce the technique that controlled the direction of Lu Ze’s illusions?
How did Lu Ze’s illusions so easily break through a cultivator’s emotions?
Why did Lu Ze’s cultivation rise so rapidly...?
Every question sank into the sea without a response.
It could not see through them.
It had even nearly triggered a backlash.
In other words, the answers to these questions all involved powers on the level of the Heavenly Dao.
The Heart Demon was puzzled. Although the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao originated from the same source as the Heavenly Dao itself, its power was ultimately limited.
Yet Lu Ze, who was connected to it, was involved in karmic ties of such a level at every turn. It was truly unfathomable.
The Heart Demon reached a conclusion:
The remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao had recovered far more quickly than the outside world imagined.
Otherwise, Lu Ze could never have become entangled in such an enormous web of karma.
This conclusion was undoubtedly despairing.
Seeing that the energy of the Heavenly Spirit Physique was about to run out, the Heart Demon, in a state of utter hopelessness, posed one final question:
“We have exhausted every possible scheme to make Lu Ze fail... Is there any point to it?”
This question finally received an answer.
“It matters.”
A cold smile touched the corners of the Heart Demon’s lips. It raised its head toward the sky, its gaze seemingly trying to pierce through the clouds and see the invisible hand behind them.
“Lu Ze is now using the Dao of Illusions to resolve the karma of the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao and open up an entire avenue of the Great Dao...”
“Once the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao fully recovers, it will merge into the Heavenly Dao itself. At that time, all the friendship between it and Lu Ze will turn to nothing.”
“Those who earn the attention of the Heavenly Dao will be the ones who rule the world.”
“So our direction all along—to make Lu Ze fail and sever his fortune—has always been correct.”
“We must contend for first place.”
After the Heart Demon finished speaking, the four elders looked at one another, bitterness spreading through their eyes.
Who did not understand this reasoning?
Was it that they did not want to win?
That they did not want to see Lu Ze suffer a setback?
That they did not want to gain the attention of the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao?
Did they actually enjoy having Lu Ze’s shoe planted on their faces?
Hell no—they simply couldn’t outplay Lu Ze!!
“Alliance Leader... In terms of illusion-crafting techniques, we naturally aren’t inferior to some junior like him...”
Blood Crow stepped forward with a bitter smile.
“It’s just that the ideas that brat comes up with are simply too unexpected...”
The moment he said this, the other three elders immediately voiced their agreement.
“Elder Blood Crow is right. We didn’t lose because of strength... We lost entirely to that brat’s tricks for manipulating the human heart!”
“If we could know his ideas in advance, the illusions we created might not be inferior to his!”
“Sigh... If we weren’t competing over clever ideas and were only comparing strength, how could we, powerful cultivators, possibly be toyed with by some junior!?”
...
The Heart Demon stood high above the four of them, looking down at the group.
Only after a long while did it slowly speak.
“You have always been operating within the rules defined by Lu Ze. Naturally, you are no match for him.”
Rakshasa was confused.
“What does the Alliance Leader mean...?”
“Lu Ze’s ideas are all based on isolating cultivation and then establishing a new set of rules for the world. We have no need to continue entangling ourselves in those rules.”
Rakshasa was even more puzzled.
“Illusions that don’t isolate cultivation... We tried that from the very beginning, but every attempt ended in utter defeat!”
As high-level cultivators, Rakshasa and the others had initially been completely unwilling to accept Lu Ze’s rule of isolating cultivation.
They had worked so hard to cultivate. Being strong was only natural, and crushing the weak was only natural as well.
Yet inside an illusion, everyone had the same starting panel?
Could a Soul Formation cultivator lose to someone in the Qi Refining stage?
They had scoffed at the idea. When they first experimented with creating illusions, they arrogantly used their own rules.
The result was that not a single attempt succeeded.
If cultivation was carried into the illusion, then how was anything inside it different from reality?
Before absolute strength, the rules they established were nothing more than a flimsy sheet of paper.
When high-level cultivators entered the illusions, they could not understand the point of them at all. Meanwhile, low-level cultivators were casually crushed to death inside.
The result was that the low-level cultivators found them boring, and the high-level cultivators found them boring too. In the end, everyone went to Lu Ze’s illusions instead.
“What I mean by contending for first place doesn’t necessarily mean truly defeating Lu Ze.”
The Heart Demon spoke indifferently.
“If we take first place in a field where Lu Ze cannot interfere, wouldn’t that still count as first place?”
“The Alliance Leader means...?”
“Lu Ze always uses isolated cultivation as the rule for creating his illusions. That’s simply because he isn’t proficient in actual techniques and the Dao. We can make an issue of that.”
The Heart Demon let out a cold laugh, clearly having formed a new scheme in its heart.
“Where there is no benefit, no one will take action. Without the lure of Voidspirit Crystals, he most likely won’t interfere rashly...”
“Even if he intends to make an enemy of the Illusion Alliance, once the matter involves a field he isn’t proficient in, even Lu Ze will probably have to think twice.”
“If he truly dares to come...”
Under the mask, a fierce glint suddenly appeared in the Heart Demon’s hollow eye sockets.
“Then we naturally won’t pass up the chance to defeat a master of illusions of his generation...”
The Heart Demon had temporarily set aside the current struggle.
The remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao was destined to be only a short-term investment.
Once it recovered, earning the attention of the Heavenly Dao would be the more far-reaching plan.
From this moment onward, they had to break through Lu Ze’s monopoly and his position of unrivaled dominance.
The Illusion Alliance had to win.
No matter what form that victory took, they had to secure a place in people’s hearts.
“The techniques and the Dao...”
Blood Crow stroked his chin, repeatedly mulling over every word the Heart Demon had spoken.
“What kind of technique or Dao could make that brat shrink back?”
“I’ve heard that Lu Ze has spent most of his time staying within his sect and has only participated in one actual secret-realm battle.”
“I know about that. He was ambushed by demonic cultivators and even killed one of them. According to information from my informants, traces of thunder techniques were left behind. Perhaps Zhao Wendao secretly taught him some thunder arts.”
“The last time he acted at Leisure Cloud Manor, he shattered a Soul Formation disciple’s spirit with a single palm strike... He probably knows some martial techniques as well.”
...
The four of them discussed the matter for a long time, making all kinds of assessments of Lu Ze’s strength.
They eventually reached a conclusion:
“The Sword Dao.”
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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.
