In the forum, the calls for this illusion are extremely high.
[I unilaterally declare that the Qingshan Sect wins this competition!]
[How could someone create such a brilliant illusion in just two days? It's not inferior to Lu Lao Mo at all!]
[Not losing to Lu Lao Mo? Think carefully, my friend... All of these designs were borrowed from Lu Lao Mo, how can you be so embarrassed?]
I've said it before, Lu Ze only relies on this novel concept to stay ahead of the curve... Now that others have learned his tricks, he's no longer a big deal.
[In this way, the fantasy world will flourish, which is also good.]
[The era when the fantasy world unified the surname Lu is probably too late.]
[I feel like the illusion created by Zhao Ruoshan has completely surpassed Lu Ze! A bond with Tianyu is just around the corner!]
[There's no suspense in this competition, right? The quality is so high, and the production speed is even faster than anyone else!]
[Do you think Lu Lao Mo still has some hidden treasures that he hasn't brought out yet? ]
[Since we're talking about good and evil, it's bound to be a fight... fighting and killing, what new things can be brought out?]
[Alas, Old Demon Lu's reputation is no longer secure...]
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Day 4, Day 5...
One after another, monks walked out of the illusion tower and handed over their illusion crystals.
The contestants are all top seniors from various sects, with the lowest level being in the late Nascent Soul stage. Moreover, they are all proficient in illusions and formations, and are very skilled in making them.
Regardless of the quality of the illusion, everyone seemed to have gained a new understanding. Almost all the ways to play the illusion could be traced back to one or more of Lu Ze's illusions.
Among them, the most popular one is still "Demon Slayer", which was completed first.
Time passes again and again.
On the Demon Slaying Platform, only the Illusion Tower with the number "12" was left, and it had yet to be opened.
The seventh day is the last day.
At noon, the sun is at its strongest.
The last illusion tower on the Demon Slaying Platform still showed no signs of loosening.
Today is the final round of the fantasy competition.
A dense crowd of onlookers had already gathered beneath the demon-slaying stage.
Seeing that there was no movement in the Illusion Tower, the crowd began to discuss.
"This Lu Ze...why hasn't he come out on the seventh day?"
"I'm afraid Jiang Lang has run out of ideas and doesn't know how to solve the problem."
"Haha, maybe those rumors are true... Lu Ze's illusions were all created with the help of Tianyu! Without Tianyu, he's nothing!"
"Even if he does it now, it's too late... According to the competition rules, voting must begin at midnight."
"Yeah, yeah! How can we vote for him when we don't have time to fully experience it?"
"I still think that if Lu Lao Mo can do it, he will definitely be the number one!"
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At the elders' table.
"Elder Chao, it seems that even though you have changed a true disciple, you still have to take the last place in the ranking?"
Zhang Yuxian looked at Chao Wen with a half-smile and said.
"The disciples of the Lingxiao Sect are upright and steadfast. We don't care about this little bit of false reputation... and we won't do anything to gain a little bit of false reputation."
Chao Wenyu glanced at him and replied in a bad tone.
"Wait until this stick of incense burns out. If he still doesn't come out..."
Zhang Yuxian's words were not finished yet.
On the Demon-Slaying Platform, the last illusion tower with the number "Twelve" engraved on it suddenly opened.
The black-haired boy walked out of the illusion tower and calmly threw the illusion crystal in his hand to Chao Wenqi.
"Lingxiao Sect disciple, Lu Ze, the illusion is complete."
"Time: A little over three hours a day."
"The name of the illusion is—"
"This Demonic Cultivator Is Not So Cold."
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