Server main world.

Countless scenes cycled endlessly in the air, and the Fragment of the Heavenly Dao watched it all, seemingly lost in thought.

"These... will eventually converge at one point?"

The Fragment of the Heavenly Dao seemed to have realized something, muttering to itself.

"Yes."

Lu Ze, standing behind it, nodded.

"Then, what is the outcome?"

The Fragment of the Heavenly Dao immediately became interested.

"Why don't you try it yourself?"

Lu Ze chuckled. He was quite curious how the Fragment of the Heavenly Dao would perform if it took on Li Ang's role.

"Forget it, this Heavenly Dao isn't very interested."

The Fragment of the Heavenly Dao turned its head away.

Thinking about how the frustrating character behavior System would restrict its actions, it, who was always unrestrained, naturally lost interest.

"Oh, speaking of the outcome..."

Lu Ze suddenly remembered something interesting and chuckled as he patted the Fragment of the Heavenly Dao's shoulder.

"Perhaps, it can help you recover some of your power."

"Recover power? With an Illusion Realm?"

The Fragment of the Heavenly Dao said in surprise.

Some time ago, in a fit of rage, it had traveled thousands of miles to cripple an Elder of the Limitless Sword Sect's Dao, causing its already incomplete body to be damaged again.

To recover, it would require an exceptionally vast amount of Spiritual Qi.

An Illusion Realm, where would it find so many Cultivators, and how could it make Cultivators {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} willingly give up their Spiritual Qi?

"Soon, you'll know..."

Lu Ze smiled mysteriously.

Among the countless scenes in the sky, many Cultivators had already entered the final chapter of the story.

There, he had a "gift" meticulously prepared for the Cultivators... "The judging event on Xianyuan Continent has begun. I'll go play with those old geezers first..."

...Zhong Yi's Illusion Realm world.

The vast inn had already turned into a battlefield.

Facing the siege of countless experts, without the help of the Blood Curse, Zhong Yi struggled even more.

In this stage, even powerful individuals like Zhou Yue and Li Mozhan were firmly restricted, only able to fight and retreat, searching for a way to escape.

At this moment, Zhong Yi's health and Spiritual Qi were almost depleted. He was like a candle in the wind, barely escaping to a desolate corner.

"Blood, the blood of Righteous Path Cultivators..."

Zhong Yi seemed to remember something. He picked up a bottle, intending to collect the blood of the Demon Suppression Division's officers to activate the Blood Curse.

He poured the blood into his mouth and tried to use the Blood Curse again, but still received a failure notification.

"Don't bother... your trump card, that old geezer has already handed it over."

Behind Zhong Yi, an extremely cold voice sounded.

He turned sharply, just in time to see Stan's cold, bloodthirsty eyes.

"We already used a spell to destroy the blood you treasured... Moreover, all my subordinates took medicine beforehand, ensuring their blood wouldn't be useful to you either."

Stan sneered, pulling out a vial of demonic medicine from his chest, tilting his head back to drink it, and looking at Zhong Yi mockingly.

"Let me remind you again... that blood not only can't let you use the Blood Curse, but it's also poisonous..."

As his voice fell, Zhong Yi suddenly felt a dizzy spell, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out.

On the panel, a series of DEBUFFs appeared, such as 【Poisoned】, 【Weakened】, and 【Magic Forbidden】.

"Come on, aren't you very good at killing?"

Stan sneered, his cultivation having already Broken Through to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

He punched Zhong Yi, who quickly blocked, but was still sent flying, his health bar dropping another large chunk.

"Do you know? I really enjoy the fearful expressions of prey when they're being tortured... So, you'd best be emotionless, that way you can die a quicker death."

Stan toyed with a broadsword in his hand. The sharp blade was covered in dense runes, clearly not an ordinary item.

"Are you really not afraid? What a boring hunt..."

Looking at Zhong Yi, who showed no fear, Stan shrugged in disappointment.

At this moment, Zhong Yi was in a dying state, and his vision was severely affected.

He could only see a gleaming knife tip, flashing with dazzling cold light.

"Such a boring person... Die."

Stan's whisper pronounced Zhong Yi's death sentence.

'Let's start over... something must have not been done right.'

Zhong Yi closed his eyes in resignation.

There was no anticipated pain, no 【Illusion Realm End】 prompt, no black screen from zero health, no death... "Drip"... A drop of scorching liquid dripped onto Zhong Yi's chest.

Zhong Yi opened his eyes in confusion.

A blood-red petal bloomed on his chest.

Suteir stood in front of him, a sharp runic blade piercing her chest, carrying a cruel, blood-red hue.

Blood dripped onto his chest, drop after drop, then gushed out as if it couldn't be stopped.

A sharp pain churned in Zhong Yi's heart.

It was clearly an Illusion Realm, yet it made him too pained to speak, even to breathe.

"Su, Su..."

He trembled his lips. The girl in front of him forced out a faint smile with all her strength.

"I knew... you would lie to me..."

Suteir extended her hand, stained with her own blood, and gently stroked Zhong Yi's lips.

"Li Ang..."

"You said you would elope with me, to see the myriad rivers and mountains... didn't you?"

An immense heartache instantly overwhelmed Zhong Yi's mind.

At this moment, a biting cold wind swept, stirring up countless debris.

Pages, charred and incomplete by fire, danced in the air.

The girl's delicate handwriting was clearly visible—

【August 30th】

【Want to be with Li Ang forever】

As the blade was withdrawn from her chest, the girl, like a kite with a broken string, fell into Zhong Yi's arms.

Blood seeped into Zhong Yi's lips, and tears gushed from the corners of his eyes.

【Absorbed usable Righteous Path blood. Do you want to use the skill "Blood Curse"?】