Qingshan Sect, Guiyun Palace.

Zhang Yuxian sat upright inside a huge magic array, constantly circulating her internal energy to regulate her meridians.

The damage the Demon-Slaying Tournament inflicted on him was simply too great.

First, Qin Ming shattered his natal magic weapon with a slap, and then the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao punished him, causing him to suffer serious internal injuries and even causing his cultivation to regress by ten years.

At this moment, he exhausted the mountain's resources, using countless rare and precious materials to forge an array, which allowed him to recover slightly.

"call......"

Zhang Yuxian exhaled a breath of stale air and looked up at the sky with a deep and solemn expression.

"Heavenly Dao... Illusion..."

In the past, no one would have associated these two words together.

But at this very moment, the illusion undoubtedly holds countless, immense opportunities!

According to intelligence gathered by Zhang Yuxian's informants, Lu Ze was just an ordinary disciple who had just established his foundation before becoming a true disciple of the Lingxiao Sect.

In just three to five years, a Foundation Establishment disciple was able to advance to the Nascent Soul realm, which was clearly all thanks to the illusion!

The opportunities within the illusion all lie with the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao, whose righteousness and evil are unclear!

Whoever can win the favor of the remnant spirits of Heaven will obtain this immense opportunity!

Before this, whether it was establishing the Illusion Alliance or racking their brains to imitate Lu Ze's illusion, everyone was looking for an opportunity to get close to the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao.

Now, the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao has opened this passage itself—

All illusions are controlled by the remnants of the Heavenly Dao, and all can connect to the world!

"Lu Ze".

Zhang Yuxian gritted her teeth and muttered the words aloud, her eyes filled with ruthlessness and greed.

Your chances are over... We'll see!

... 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

...

Luofeng Continent, the land where the heavens fell.

The Illusion Alliance, which was formed on a whim a year ago, has suddenly become serious and has even formally set up camp in Luofeng Continent, a place known as the land of no man.

Within a special grotto-heaven, countless cultivators, concealing their identities, are gathering.

Standing on a high platform in the center of the crowd is a mysterious figure wearing a cloak and four masks.

No one knows his identity except that he is one of the founders of the Illusion Alliance and that he initially referred to himself by the pseudonym "Heart Demon".

Ever since Lu Ze caused a ruckus at Jiang Lingfeng's place with the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Dao, everyone in the Illusion Alliance has been on edge, fearing that Lu Ze would hold a grudge and that they would be unwittingly punished by the Heavenly Dao.

Only then did everyone belatedly realize the brilliance of the "inner demon" and begin to imitate it.

"Fellow Daoists, we have studied magic together and have long since transcended the world in the Dao of Illusion... We are far beyond the reach of a mere Nascent Soul cultivator."

The "inner demon's" voice was extremely hoarse and shrill, and the mask on his head turned into a cold, ghostly head.

"But this tremendous opportunity has been monopolized by this ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) petty thief surnamed Lu..."

Is this fair?

These words immediately garnered a response from countless members of the Illusion Alliance.

The lowest level to enter the Illusion Alliance is the Nascent Soul Realm.

On techniques and methods, on vision.

What merit or ability does Lu Ze possess to be above them?

Lu Ze has now monopolized all the opportunities of Heaven, breaking through from Foundation Establishment to Nascent Soul in less than five years. If this continues, ascension will probably only be a matter of time.

It's impossible not to be envious.

Moreover, everyone felt that the reason Lu Ze's illusion became so popular was because of the so-called "internet".

The ability for all people in the world to meet in the same illusion is a feat that even Mahayana cultivators could not achieve all the time!

Therefore, none of the people present were convinced of Lu Ze's abilities.

"You and I both know that the little thief surnamed Lu was able to win only because he benefited from the favor of Heaven..."

The mask on the "inner demon's" head rotated again, turning into a bright red, angry face.

"But now... the Heavenly Dao Illusionary Realm no longer belongs to him alone; both your and my illusionary realms can now connect to the entire world!"

"The chance encounter of the petty thief surnamed Lu..."

"It's over!"

At the same time.

Lingxiao Sect, Lingyu Pavilion.

Lu Ze, who was pretending to be seriously injured and trying to reflect on his mistakes, was lying leisurely on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

"What should I make for my next game...?"