"Their movements are too perfect."

Zhou Huai silently observed a vendor by the street grilling pancakes. Every time the vendor flipped a pancake, the angle of his raised arm, the curve of his tensed muscles, and even the ripple of his facial muscles when smiling at a customer were flawless.

It wasn't just him; everyone in the entire Blackwater City was the same.

The young men and women singing and dancing had steps that didn't deviate by even a fraction; the devout believers kowtowing had a frequency of kowtows and pauses in their chanting that were like a precisely operating clock.

"They don't seem like living people."

Zhou Huai snorted coldly in his heart: "They are more like a pile of pre-programmed Puppets, or marionettes being manipulated."

"Quick reaction."

Chun swallowed the dried fruit, brushed the crumbs off her hands, and said with a mocking tone: "This isn't an ordinary illusion. It's a variant application of Anubis's River Styx Domain under the rules of the present world. In this city, everyone's Mental Energy is being assimilated and read by his main god divine spark at every moment. They are indeed smiling, dancing, and even believe they are living happily, but in the underlying logic judgment of the Heavenly Dao System, their autonomous consciousness has long been wiped clean."

"This is a graveyard of living people."

Zhou Huai's expression tightened slightly.

To wipe out the mental will of an entire city, hundreds of thousands of Professionals, and disguise it as a bustling marketplace—what kind of immense control over the Law of Mental Energy would that require?

At the very least, with his current Mental Energy after the Fusion of Moria and Viktor, even he couldn't achieve such large-scale, fine-grained control.

"Two honored guests, we have arrived at the pyramid."

The black general in front stopped at a towering black archway and bowed, stepping to one side.

Zhou Huai looked up.

Before him was an expansive black stone plaza. In the center of the plaza, a black pyramid that reached the height of the sky stood silently. The dark golden patterns on the surface of the tower shimmered with a ghostly light under the scorching sun, slithering over the black rock like little golden snakes.

And at the bottom of the long stairs leading to the top of the pyramid, a young man dressed in magnificent court attire was standing.

Upon seeing the person's face, Zhou Huai's gaze stalled.

"Kalen?"

He whispered the name.

The prince of Ancient Egypt, Kalen.

Back in Sakura Country, this guy was a rough-and-tumble Professional with an easygoing, even somewhat flighty personality.

But now, Kalen, standing under the stone steps, had completely changed into a different person.

He wore a white court robe embroidered with intricate hawk god patterns in gold thread, his curly hair was neatly groomed, and the playful, cynical smile of the past was gone from his face, replaced only by rigid elegance and nobility.

He stood there quietly, his back straight, hands folded over his abdomen, exuding an aura of indifference.

When Zhou Huai and Chun approached, Kalen walked elegantly to the two of them.

He bowed slightly, extended a hand, and made a standard Ancient Egypt court gesture of invitation.

"Honored guests, the Ancient God has been waiting for you in the temple for a long time. The two of you, please follow me."

The voice was crisp, the enunciation perfect; not a single flaw could be found.

But precisely because it was too perfect, it was instead cold and devoid of temperature, just like a vocal machine.

Zhou Huai thought to himself, if this wasn't a different person, then this guy's brain must have been formatted.

However, on the surface, he didn't reveal any abnormality, nor did he speak to acknowledge him, just pretending as if they were meeting for the first time, nodding calmly: "Lead the way, please."

Kalen had no extra words; he turned around and stepped onto the black stone stairs leading to the top of the pyramid first.

The stone stairs were towering, each step half a meter high, leading straight into the clouds.

Zhou Huai and Chun followed behind, walking up step by step.

"Did you notice the problem?"

Walking beside him, Chun suddenly moved her lips, and her voice sounded directly in Zhou Huai's mind.

Zhou Huai asked knowing the answer, replying with a mental fluctuation: "What problem? Are you saying this little prince's clothes look better than before?"

"Don't play dumb with me."

Chun rolled her eyes and transmitted: "When you looked at him just now, your heart rate noticeably increased by three-thousandths of a second. You know him, right?"

Zhou Huai was silent and did not deny it.

"Knowing him is useless; he is already dead."

Chun's voice was calm and cruel: "Or rather, his Soul was long ago drained by Anubis's Mental Law and turned into this walking corpse. However, that is not the point. The point is... carefully sense the residual power Law within his body."

Hearing this, Zhou Huai focused his attention. The 【Void Omniscience】 Law of Space within his body quietly circulated, transforming into an invisible data stream that swept over Kalen, who was leading the way in front.

The information fed back made Zhou Huai frown.

"This power... is very mixed."

Zhou Huai transmitted: "Besides the native Law of Ancient Egypt, there is also a very fresh residual spatial energy belonging to the border between the present world's Great Xia and the Free Federation. Moreover, the activity of this residual energy is very high; it hasn't been more than three days."

"Hmph, you're not blind."

Chun sneered, her tone becoming unprecedentedly serious: "This means that three days ago, this little guy, or rather, Anubis himself who is manipulating this shell... °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° had left these ruins."

"Left the ruins?!"

Zhou Huai's feet nearly stumbled.

How is this possible?!

One must know that ever since the global ruins mutation and the outbreak of chaos, the underlying rule restrictions imposed by the Heavenly Dao System have become incomparably harsh.

Even someone as strong as the Old Human Emperor of the old era, when reshaping his Physical Body in the depths of the Abyss of Mist, wanting to forcibly rush out of the abyss and rule over the present world, would invite the crazy bombardment of the World-Destroying Purple Lightning upon stepping out of the ruins, ultimately resulting in the destruction of both body and Soul.

And that Extreme Ice Empress of Sakura Country, just because the aftermath of her battle leaked into Tokyo in the present world, she drew the lock-on of the Heavenly Dao's Ruthless Eye, her strength plummeted, and she was ultimately struck by heavenly lightning until her skin was torn and flesh mangled, becoming an abandoned pawn.

In Zhou Huai's understanding, these monsters awakened from the ruins of the old era, no matter how strong their power was, could not escape the sanctions of the Heavenly Dao rules. Once they crossed the boundary line between the ruins and the present world, they would be met with physical erasure by the System.

But now...

Anubis, the Dominator of this Ancient Egypt ruin, was actually able to leave the ruins silently.

"How is this possible..."

Zhou Huai's expression was grave, deducing the possibilities in his heart: "The underlying scanning of the Heavenly Dao System is without blind spots. As long as there is an energy body that exceeds the numerical limit of the present world crossing the boundary, it will automatically trigger the lightning punishment judgment. Could it be... that Anubis has mastered some skill that can deceive the Heavenly Dao?"