160: All seventy-two academies are under my control, Lu Chen!

"They seem to be planning something!" Shelley's ice crystal detector transmitted an alarm.

The flow of time within the illusion suddenly accelerated. The Pharaoh on the mural was switching Soul states, seemingly very annoyed at being used by Lu Chen in return.

Instantly, the Pharaoh's Soul Power rose directly to its Peak!

Ning Xiwei bit her fingertip and directly drew a blood Talismanic Incantation on her magic book, the book of the dead. Stardust suddenly fell from the pyramid dome.

Lu Chen's sword tip pressed against the throat of this mechanical body, and he shouted angrily: "Release the illusion for me!"

The bronze star map swirling in the opponent's eye sockets revealed a hint of a comical smile.

From these eyes, Lu Chen saw a projected vision of the future—on the Peak tournament winner's podium, the eyes of the victor flickered with the ghostly light of the eye of guixu.

Behind it was the smug laughter of the Heavenly Dao.

The Heavenly Dao is formless, yet it has consciousness.

Lu Chen had never seen the true Heavenly Dao either.

He had only ever dealt with Incarnations of the Heavenly Dao.

But he was certain that it was the laughter of the Heavenly Dao.

Smug and rampant.

But why did it want him to see this scene?

Confidence?

After all, this was a matter destined by "Heaven".

Lu Chen sneered in his heart!

The sword in his hand showed no mercy!

He shouted violently:

"I refuse to believe in Heaven!"

"Too late..." This Pharaoh, already corrupted, transformed directly into a mechanical body, then burst into electronic shrieks, "Hehehe... The bronze blood has long since soaked the Seventy-Two Academies... You have no chance, this is destined by God!"

At this moment, the arena outside shook violently. The Sphinxes of the Egypt Branch transformed into living creatures, each standing up, collectively going berserk.

The pupils of the Pharaoh's descendants in the spectator seats turned bronze-colored, and the scepters in their hands fired beams of annihilation.

The Eight Trigrams Formation formed by the Elders of the Cultivator Alliance rippled. A judge at the jury table, a King-level Eastern Xuan Cultivator, produced a Talismanic Incantation left over from ancient times in his hand.

In an instant, this Talismanic Incantation was automatically consumed by fire.

Thereby, the civilians in the surrounding spectator seats were all teleported to a safe place by beams of light.

Inside the illusion, Morning Dew's six wings had long since wrapped around the quantum-quantized, laughing pyramid, with Holy Light and bronze black fog clashing fiercely.

Ning Xiwei's bone puppets were still charging continuously, constantly crashing into the illusion barrier, and constantly self-destructing.

The skeleton Puppet legions, carrying Undead Fire, just like that, forcibly blasted and burned a rift in the Void Realm, an escape route.

After Ignis glanced at the girls a few times and saw them nodding at her, she immediately, without hesitation, grabbed Lu Chen and jumped into the light gate.

The flame demon greatsword followed closely behind. With the sword moving as the heart wished, it naturally nailed the last bronze fragment from the Pharaoh's core directly into the sand sea.

Immediately after, the girls flew out one after another.

Everyone was safe despite the danger.

Fortunately, they had been prepared early on.

Moreover, Lu Chen could indeed be called flawless in his calculations.

Three days later.

In the medical room of Kunlun Academy, there was still some blood-colored stardust seeping from Morning Dew's body.

However, there was not much serious trouble.

It's just that according to the detector, some unknown sequences had appeared in her gene chain.

Clearly, the Heavenly Dao did not intend to let go of Morning Dew, just like with Ignis.

However, the Heavenly Dao had not expected that the two girls would be strengthened in return.

It's just that there was still hidden danger.

Beside her, Ignis stroked the newly acquired Scarab; this thing was brought out from the illusion.

It seemed to possess a wondrous power.

And it was very compatible with Ignis.

Don't know why.

It was also a little fellow that possessed the fire attribute.

Ignis just treated it as a spirit pet.

Ning Xiwei walked in and asked:

"Is Morning Dew feeling better?"

Lu Chen nodded.

Then he looked at the book of the dead she was holding in her hands and asked:

"What's wrong?"

"Little Skeleton, you'd better look at this. This is what appeared in my book of the dead after absorbing the Pharaoh's Soul Power..."

As she said this, Ning Xiwei handed over her book of the dead.

Lu Chen looked over at the blank page.

It floated with the Pharaoh's final message:

[When the seventy-two stars return to their positions, the bronze throne will descend upon the human world again]

What does it mean?

Lu Chen thought for a moment and gave some instructions to the girls.

Then he turned and planned to go find the Grand Elder.

"I'm going too!"

Ignis said, following closely behind Lu Chen.

The moment Lu Chen pushed open the bronze door of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, the Grand Elder was staring at the newly lit Orion light point on the star tracker.

Ignis felt that such a place was both boring and dull.

She kicked over a pile of tortoise shells used for divination that were stacked on the floor.

Looking unconvinced, she said:

"What Heavenly Dao? It's just a bunch of Puppets. If the next match is still those people, I'll beat the hell out of those bug-players!"

The Grand Elder smiled upon hearing this, then looked at Lu Chen and asked curiously:

"I wonder what the scene inside that pyramid illusion was like this time. Please tell me, Your Excellency. I intend to start from here to find information about the Heavenly Dao."

"Okay!"

Then Lu Chen told him everything about the Cairo tournament arena this time.

He even told the Grand Elder every detail of the pyramid illusion.

Pyramid illusion:

- The starry dome of the inverted tomb chamber flowed with a mercury galaxy.

- Quantum sandstorms formed tornadoes between the characters of the book of the dead.

- The compound eyes of the Scarab on the surface of the bronze coffin reflected a modern city.

...and so on!

After explaining these clearly.

Lu Chen also mentioned some things about the tournament arena.

For example, the crystal skulls of the Mayan astrologers cracked with spiderweb patterns; they had also been controlled by the Heavenly Dao.

As for when the Sphinxes went berserk and trampled the Eight Trigrams Formation, the protective Formation set up at the venue.

Those giant statues all stepped accurately on the Xun palace position, which is the position to break the Formation.

As for some places in the venue, the bronze flames that burned at the moment those giant statues went berserk... were clearly also stored here long ago.

In other words, the Cairo venue had long been calculated by the Heavenly Dao.

After hearing this, the Grand Elder was thoughtful.

"Good, I will go to organize and analyze this information, and then report it to the higher-ups. Thank you, Mr. Lu."

"It's nothing."

Lu Chen turned and left after saying this.

The Grand Elder behind him bowed respectfully.

It was only after Lu Chen left that he straightened up.

This showed his attitude of respect!

...

Early the next morning.

Lu Chen stepped through the teleportation Formation.

He arrived at today's competition venue.

—The Maya Branch!

The Maya Branch's arena was currently covered by a holographic projection; the phantoms of towering ancient trees swayed in the heavy rain, and emerald vines coiled around the cyan jade ring.

Everything here seemed to have transformed the Eight Trigrams platform into an ancient rainforest.

The air here was also filled with the damp scent of rotting leaves mixed with the milky white mist emitted by the crystal skulls.

The Cultivators in the spectator seats, whether they were mages or Eastern Xuan Cultivators, all had to raise their spiritual power shields to resist the pervasive miasma here.