Lu Jun first inspected his spiritual world.
Within this vast dark universe, six great star rivers—platinum, jet black, dark red, moon white, azure blue, and dim silver—flowed quietly, surging with boundless power. Radiant light painted a scene of multicolored splendor, truly beautiful to behold.
He looked into the star rivers of Mind, Summoning, and Space-Ti, where the imprints of the Lifan Flower, the Qian Kun Stone, and the Ringed Pupil clearly floated.
The seeds of the three top-tier thods—the Faith thod, the Spirit-Sculpting thod, and the Space-Ti thod—were all present.
The experiences of the past month were real!
For a mont, Lu Jun felt lost. If they were real, why had they brought no change? It all felt both real and illusory, hard to grasp.
But one thing was certain—hundreds of years ago, in the ancient Inca Empire, there had indeed been such a group of united, peerlessly brilliant people.
In the mont of their civilization’s life and death, they had unleashed their potential and developed one astonishing thod after another.
"Sigh, I will never see them again. I can only wait until one day I co to South Arica, find a local successor, and return these thods to the natives, to repay the debt owed to the Incas."
Lu Jun let out a sigh. Suddenly, he rembered the great rebellion in South Arica three or four years later, when the brown-skinned rebel army’s leader and his sister, both exceptionally talented, would rise. The younger sister, Shaja, would even beco one of the Seven Angels of the Holy City—Gabriel.
Perhaps he could pass these thods on to them along the way. Of course, it would still depend on their fortune; these thods were all unique, difficult to learn, and harder still to master.
Next, Lu Jun checked his physical body. Before leaving, he had unleashed the power of the Ancient King’s Armor Robe.
Fortunately, this activation hadn’t been pushed to its limits, nor had he encountered a great enemy that forced a prolonged battle, so the issue was minor—at most it had shortened its remaining duration by a year or two.
All in all, Lu Jun’s dreamlike journey to the Inca had greatly improved him, laying a solid foundation. From here on, it was simply a matter of diligent cultivation.
While he was checking himself, the mbers of the National Team had already finished gathering treasures. Humming little tunes, they converged from all directions, each clearly having found their own opportunities.
Counting Lu Jun himself, there were six people in total: Zhao Manyan, Mo Fan, Jiang Shaoxu, Jiang Yu, and Nan Jue.
Having cald his mood, Lu Jun asked the group, "No problems for anyone? Shall we leave?"
Zhao Manyan urged, "Go, go, go—let’s see if the Nazca monster birds outside the storm have left."
"Alright."
Without hesitation, he led the group out of Space-Ti Town. Before leaving, he cast one last glance back at the small town, his heart complicated.
By now, Lu Jun could easily guess why the Amazon Empire had remained silent all this ti—it was nothing more than the Inca Empire and the Space-Ti Divine Eye unleashing their ultimate power in one burst, severely wounding the Amazon Dynasty.
From then on, they had withdrawn into the Amazon Rainforest for hundreds of years, lying dormant to the point where they didn’t even move to assist during the sea monster invasion.
The sa held true for the Pacific Sea Monster Empire—thousands of years ago, after a battle with the Four Great Sacred Totems of the Nine Continents’ humans, they had been forced to recuperate for millennia.
These were the rits left by those who ca before, sheltering those who ca after—worth a hundred tis more than the lip service of certain selfish politicians whose catchphrase was "trust in the wisdom of future generations."
"If I have the strength in this life, I will flatten the Amazon Forbidden Zone."
Lu Jun held great ambition. In the past, he had dread of venturing deep into the Sahara Desert to plant the Star-Sky Tree of the Fla Fairy Tribe. Not long ago, the Sea Monster Empire’s hunt for the rmaid Holy Spirit had made him want to protect that race.
Now there was another debt to settle.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
The mont the group stepped past the restriction, the sky behind them churned violently, layer upon layer expanding outward. The center sank in, revealing a crystal-clear Eye of Space-Ti—it was like the divine eye of the heavens.
By chance, only Lu Jun turned back to witness this scene. The others didn’t see it, only feeling puzzled—what was the Space-Ti Eye doing?
Suddenly, the Space-Ti Divine Eye flashed. A thread of temporal light descended, transforming into a beam that shot straight toward his forehead.
This startled Lu Jun—he thought he was about to be sent into another dream journey.
Fortunately, the temporal light was gentle. In an instant, it imprinted itself into his forehead, forming a mysterious pupil pattern. Then, with a flash, it vanished.
Lu Jun felt a sudden realization—so that was it. Because he was a traveler outside of ti and space, a passerby of the ages, and because his Space elent had evolved into Space-Ti, he now had the qualifications to be acknowledged by the [Space-Ti Divine Eye].
However, as the foremost of the six Divine Eyes of the magical plane, containing at least the might of a mid-tier Emperor, the artifact had a will of its own and did not wish to follow a master without sufficient ability. For now, it rely marked him and would observe for a while.
Truth be told, Lu Jun’s high-level cultivation in six elents was indeed still sowhat low.
Even so, he was in excellent spirits—this ant there was now a chance to refine the Space-Ti Divine Eye, deepening his potential as a future warrior.
"When my cultivation reaches its peak, I will return here."
He silently made this vow, then stepped out of Space-Ti Town without looking back. The old friends were gone, and the remaining buildings held no aning.
The six of them walked out of the storm circle smoothly and joined up with the outer team of Ai Jiangtu, Guan Yu, and Dongfang Lie.
Everyone was smart enough not to ntion a word about their fortunes in Space-Ti Town.
Mo Fan asked, "The Nazca monster birds outside are gone, right?"
"They flew off long ago," Guan Yu said impatiently. "We were just waiting for you."
Upon hearing this, Lu Jun cast him a faint glance, which imdiately frightened Guan Yu into shrinking his neck. He quickly turned his head to point at Mo Fan. "It’s you who causes so much trouble, making the captain escort you back and wasting ti."
Mo Fan, having obtained the Liquid of Ti and gained much from it, couldn’t be bothered to argue with an idiot.
Everyone began to retrace their route. Crossing the Gobi Valley went without incident, smooth as could be.
Outside the canyon ruins, Nan Jue asked, "Where are we going next?"
Lu Jun rubbed his chin. "You all go straight to the capital of Peru. I have sothing to take care of and will leave for a while."
As soon as he said this, the others had no objections, nor did they ask what private matter the captain needed to attend to. The group split into two teams.
In monts, Lu Jun set out, summoning the Night Thunder Dream Beast and heading directly toward the direction of the Nasca Lines.
Huihui~
The Night Thunder Dream Beast was in high spirits; after wandering the Summoning Plane for so long without eting a worthy opponent, it was finally summoned by its master to explore another world.
Its four limbs galloped through the air, leaving behind black footprints in the void that emitted black smoke. Its whole body trailed with dazzling lightning.
Wherever it passed, sparks danced with electricity, dashing elegantly and handsoly, startling cries from people along the way.
A Commander-level great demon’s speed was fast indeed—within an hour, they had reached their destination.
The place Lu Jun stepped into was an uninhabited zone. All around was unusually quiet—no trace of a person, not even a beast’s shadow. The open wilderness stretched out under a clear blue sky, giving a refreshing and cheerful feeling.
From a distance, he saw strange lines and geotric shapes scattered without order across this reddish-orange land, stretching farther beyond.
The Nasca Lines!
Seeing this, Lu Jun’s mood grew complicated. This was the final battlefield, the prohibition carved by the Inca Empire with the aid of the Ti-Space Eye.
Huihui~
At that mont, the Night Thunder Dream Beast gave a few low calls, sending its master a ssage with great excitent.
"Oh? Is that so? Makes sense—this place is also a rare ancient human site, perfectly suited for a spirit-type summoned beast’s advancent."
Hearing this, Lu Jun ca to a sudden realization, feeling a trace of anticipation.
The Night Thunder Dream Beast sat upright, its expression solemn and majestic like a stone lion. It let out a long roar, half like a lion’s mighty bellow, half like a deer’s gentle cry. It unfolded its Nightmare Domain, a mix of spirit and nightmare aura spreading out, filling the air with a lingering drowsiness and a tranquil, peaceful atmosphere.
Then, a layer of spirit light film faintly covered the surroundings, as strands of mysterious energy from all directions rose and gathered toward it, shrouding its body. The power of the dark night grew denser, lightning beca more restrained, and its destructive force swelled ever higher.
It was absorbing the mysterious warmth of this land to refine its own strength.
Lu Jun paid it no mind and walked alone into the Nasca Lines, carefully feeling the traces left by past friends, his spirit swaying.
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