Zhong Yi frowned; he knew without turning around that it was Han Xian of the Green Mountain Sect.

He was none other than the creator of "wonderland of the exquisite tower".

Since the previous gate-blocking incident, the relationship between the Lingxiao Sect and the Green Mountain Sect had severely deteriorated.

Han Xian and Zhong Yi also had a long-standing grudge; the person who had ambushed Zhong Yi at the Ascension Base a few months ago and was later brutally humiliated by Bridge-blocking was none other than Han Xian.

"How about you come to my Green Mountain Sect for some advanced training?"

Han Xian was followed by an Elder from the Green Mountain Sect, and with someone backing him up, he spoke with even more confidence, not hiding his true colors in the slightest.

"In my opinion, there's no need to go to the Green Mountain Sect for training, right? You can't learn anything good, but °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° you learn a whole bunch of Evil Path tricks."

Chao Wendao glanced at them, and a purple bolt of divine thunder instantly landed one millimeter in front of Han Xian; the terrifying pressure scared the latter so much he wet his pants.

"Brother Han, isn't it a bit too early to belittle my Lingxiao Sect? Junior Brother Lu hasn't even made a move yet..."

Zhong Yi stared at the opponent's somewhat unnatural leg movements and couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Let me tell you, even if he makes a move, it's useless! Do you know how many Cultivators are playing 'wonderland of the exquisite tower'?"

Being stared at by Zhong Yi like that, Han Xian immediately became angry from embarrassment, clapped his hands, and displayed the Illusion Realm data of "wonderland of the exquisite tower" in front of everyone.

"Three days! One hundred thousand! A full one hundred thousand!!"

"You tell me, how can a board game Illusion Realm climb a tower?"

"And how can it have one hundred thousand Cultivators playing!?"

Just then, on the lakeshore, at the very edge of the platform, the No. 749 illusion tower suddenly opened.

Lu Ze's figure instantly appeared between Zhong Yi and Han Xian, looking at Han Xian indifferently, the corners of his mouth moving slightly:

"Scram."

"You...!"

Han Xian was about to get angry, but upon remembering the Grand Elder's teachings, he instantly held back.

Never have a direct conflict with Lu Ze regarding Illusion Realms!

The last True Disciple of the Green Mountain Sect who did that had already become a cripple.

He had originally only wanted to mock Zhong Yi to get revenge for the loss of Face earlier.

Now that Lu Ze had appeared, no matter how stifled he felt, he could only endure it.

Otherwise, if the other party called that Fragment of the Heavenly Dao over again, the outcome would be hard to say.

"True Disciple Lu, don't forget the rules of the exchange meeting... you cannot use external items to promote!"

Han Xian's words were formal, but his eyes were sinister.

One of the rules of the exchange meeting was that one could not promote autonomously, at least not openly.

Anyone with a discerning eye knew that this point was aimed at Lu Ze.

How large was the volume of Lu Ze's Illusion Realms?

Not to mention anything else, if he just posted an announcement in "operation xianyuan continent" or created a random Illusion Realm, hundreds of thousands of Cultivators would come to experience it.

For others, this rule made no difference whether it existed or not.

After all, if they changed their identity to promote, others wouldn't be able to notice.

But for Lu Ze, it was different.

As long as he dared to use the resources within the Illusion Realms, everyone would immediately know.

Without a massive base, Han Xian did not believe a board game Illusion Realm could reach the level of one hundred thousand Cultivators.

After all, behind his one hundred thousand Cultivators, he had used various means to achieve those results.

"A mere one hundred thousand, and you dare to bark?"

Lu Ze sneered.

For Han Xian to be this arrogant, there must be support from the Illusion Alliance behind him.

If he had just stayed quietly behind the Illusion Alliance, that would be one thing, but now he actually dared to come to his doorstep to act arrogantly?

"You...!"

How could Han Xian withstand such provocation? His Spiritual Qi immediately erupted.

However, in the next second, a casual glare from Chao Wendao on the opposite side extinguished his temper.

"Junior Brother Lu, don't get angry with such a villain... If the Elders from both sides weren't present, I would have already taken action."

Zhong Yi sent a Divine Sense transmission to Lu Ze's ear.

Lu Ze naturally understood.

Although the Lingxiao Sect and the Green Mountain Sect had long had bad blood, on the surface, they were still among the Five Great Sects.

If a battle were triggered because of such a verbal dispute, it would ultimately be unjustifiable.

But Lu Ze was not willing to be a soft persimmon.

"In other words, as long as there is a legitimate reason, we can take action?"

Lu Ze chuckled and replied to Zhong Yi with a transmission.

Just when the latter was confused, Lu Ze suddenly spoke:

"Since Brother Han is so confident, how about we make a bet?"

"How to bet? I cannot make decisions regarding Sect matters."

Seeing Zhong Yi and Lu Ze using Divine Sense transmission for a long time, and then suddenly pulling this stunt, Han Xian immediately became vigilant.

He didn't know the outcome of the Illusion Realm competition, but everyone was very clear that Lu Ze had many devious ideas.

"In this competition, if you win, I, Lu, will remove all Magic Treasures and take one strike from you."

Lu Ze said with a smile.

"What if I lose?"

Han Xian frowned, immediately feeling that there was a trap.

Even if he won, there was no actual gain, right?

"If you lose, you take one strike from me."

Lu Ze narrowed his eyes and continued.

Han Xian was a bit dumbfounded and turned back to look at the Green Mountain Sect Elder.

The latter was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Lu Ze was at the Late Stage of Nascent Soul, while Han Xian was at the Early Stage of Soul Transformation.

If he lost, taking a punch from Lu Ze would be painless and harmless.

If he won, Lu Ze taking a palm strike from him would cost him his life!

Losing meant no loss for himself, winning meant a huge profit!

There's such a good thing???

"Deal!"

Han Xian nodded ecstatically, fearing that Lu Ze would go back on his word.

"Then sign this Spirit Contract."

Lu Ze hurriedly threw out a Spirit Contract.

He was also afraid that the other party would run away.

With his current strength, as long as it wasn't a Heaven-Defying Soul Transformation Cultivator like Li Moran, he could hold his own for a few moves.

For an ordinary True Disciple like Han Xian, if he could stand and take one strike from him, it would count as him not having rested well the previous night!

Such an opportunity to openly beat up an opponent could not be missed.

Behind Lu Ze, Nangong Yuan, Chao Wendao, and Zhong Yi were all dumbfounded.

What kind of move was this?

They couldn't figure it out for a moment.

By the time they wanted to stop him, Lu Ze had already handed over the Spirit Contract!

"This Rebellious Disciple..."

Nangong Yuan was so angry that he blew his beard, fearing that something might happen to Lu Ze.

"It's fine, Elder Nangong. In terms of Illusion Realms, Junior Brother Lu cannot lose."

Zhong Yi comforted him with a smile.

"Ah!! This old man is even more worried now!!!"