As night fell the next day, he began to perfect the reaction logic of the illusory array.
Depending on the depth of the divine sense search and the angle of detection, the illusion array would present detailed feedback accordingly, like a living ecosystem that could independently cope with various search methods.
Near dawn on the third day, the entire series of illusions finally took shape.
David slowly withdrew his hand and retreated to a high slope at the edge of the illusion array. He stood with his hands behind his back, his purple eyes staring at the majestic illusory tower complex in front of him, which looked like a replica.
The purplish-gray patterns spun slightly in the morning light, flickering erratically, before quickly fading into the air and earth, leaving no trace behind.
On a barren plain that stretched for hundreds of miles, sacrificial towers from a thousand years ago stood silently under the gray sky, as if they had never disappeared, with plumes of black smoke rising from their tops.
Small figures could be vaguely seen moving busily on the conveyor belt, just like the ones David saw when he first fell into the ashes.
He closed his eyes, probed the illusory array with his divine sense, and examined every detail with his own perception.
The degree of corrosion on the tower, the concentration and direction of black smoke, the temperature and frequency of ground vibrations, and the distribution of trace elements in the air are all factors to consider.
All sensory feedback is perfect; even though he knew it was an illusion array, he couldn’t find any flaws to his senses.
Unless a cultivator of level six or higher of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm conducted an in-depth analysis using fundamental laws, an ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal probe would absolutely be unable to penetrate this ultimate illusion array, which had the origin of chaos as its framework, the origin of illusion as its flesh and blood, and a trace of nuclear energy as its soul.
David opened his eyes, a glimmer of satisfaction radiating from his purple pupils.
He turned around and sent a divine thought towards the core city. A moment later, Gu Gen’s slender figure appeared at the city gate, jogging while leading his staff.
After several days of separation, the old man’s complexion improved significantly. Even though her face was still full of wrinkles, it looked healthy and rosy, and her eyes that had been misty were now full of enthusiasm.
“My lord! You are back!”
Gugen ran over to him while panting, and bowed deeply, his eyes filled with excitement.
David nodded slightly, his tone concise and clear: “Tell all the Jintu people that the cultivators from the Twenty-second Heaven will come to inspect this place next.”
Whatever you see or hear, pretend you didn’t see or hear it.
Don’t talk, don’t move, and don’t have any contact with those monks.
Just stay home, and it will all pass in three to five days.
Gu Gen nodded hurriedly and replied, “Don’t worry, sir. I’ll go immediately and spread the word. I’ll make sure everyone stays put.”
After he finished speaking, he turned around and jogged back to the city, his thin body exuding unprecedented vitality under the morning light.
David returned to his secluded spot at the edge of the illusion array, sat cross-legged, and completely concealed his aura, merging with the array pattern.
His divine sense, like invisible tentacles, covered the entire illusion array, constantly sensing every movement, waiting for the arrival of the elder of the Haotian God Clan.
FAQ Novel
Q: What is the nature of the Illusion Origin?
A: The Illusion Origin is characterized by weaving, deceiving, and misleading, contrasting with the destructive nature of the Chaos Origin.
Q: What was David creating with his primal force?
A: David was meticulously recreating and reinforcing the details of a complex structure, including a sacrifice tower and industrial networks.
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