Three days later.
Just after midnight.
A live-streaming illusion realm popped up before every cultivator who was not in combat.
At the same time, every cultivator who had created an illusion realm was transported into the Heavenly Dao Illusion Realm.
"What's going on? Why was I suddenly transported here..."
"What mighty expert did this? They actually dragged me from reality into an illusion realm!?"
"Hm? What's floating in the sky? Subtitles??"
"This place... seems to be the Heavenly Dao Illusion Realm!!"
"I remember now! Tomorrow's the day the Heavenly Dao hands out its rewards!"
"Could it be... I won!? I won! I won!! Hahahaha!!!"
"Calm down, fellow Daoist... judging by the crowd, I fear every Illusion Crafter is here."
"In another hour, it'll be tomorrow..."
Lu Ze was among them too.
And he had already changed his appearance.
The moment he sensed the aura of the Heavenly Dao Illusion Realm, he realized what the Fragment of the Heavenly Dao wanted to do.
While being transported here, he had changed his appearance in advance.
"Who taught you this? Making such a song and dance out of handing out awards..."
Lu Ze grumbled, discreetly surveying his surroundings.
Most cultivators were not particularly wary and had arrived in their true appearances.
A few cultivators wearing bizarre masks stood out sharply in the crowd.
Rumor had it that the Illusion Alliance's Illusion Crafters never showed their true faces. They wore masks and addressed one another by code names.
Clearly, these were cultivators from the Illusion Alliance.
The two standing at their center wore a blood-red crow mask and a blue-green demon mask respectively. They were clearly key figures.
They're probably the creators of Eight Directions Venerables.
Lu Ze pondered to himself.
He felt neither threatened nor intimidated by the Illusion Alliance.
Still, the