Sekiro was not a particularly large game.
Among the blockbuster games of his previous life, which routinely took up over a hundred gigabytes, Sekiro's base game, at barely a dozen gigabytes, seemed exquisite and compact.
Building a world of that size was effortless for Lu Ze at his current strength.
Even granting intelligence to its core NPCs would never have taken him five days.
Two full days and nights of that time had gone into designing the "moves."
He had done more than recreate the moves from his previous life; he had incorporated the Cultivation World's insights into the Sword Dao.
Lu Ze had selected the thirty most talented Sword Cultivator Cybersouls and had them improve the original game's moveset, with both their cultivation levels and physical strength suppressed.
Otherwise, the original repertoire of moves might not have been enough to stump these cultivators.
Of course, once the improvements were finished, Lu Ze felt the difficulty might have become a little too outrageous...
Still, Lu Ze was not worried about the difficulty.
This was different from If You're a Cultivator, Descend a Hundred Levels.
He had made that thing to screw over the Azure Peak Sect.
This time, however, Sekiro could genuinely hone one's Sword Dao.
This was the Cultivation World, after all. The harder a Sword Dao challenge was, the more cultivators would fight tooth and nail to take part.
At that very moment, countless cultivators across the Cultivation World were dying endlessly on the approach to Ashina Castle's gate...
Mu Yawen's illusion realm.
"Senior Brother Zhong told me I can't win this illusion realm with brute force. I have to use Deflection... but what exactly is Deflection?"
Mu Yawen frowned, mulling over the advice Zhong Yi had given her not long ago.
"Block perfectly the instant an