Chapter 1677: Imaginary World

Three auras of the Nine Sovereigns surged through the Lingxu Domain.

Formulas flashed from the void, immediately covering the entire domain. The next second, the figures of Lingxu Sovereign, Red Dust Sovereign, and Wuji Jun disappeared without a trace!

The pressure that had almost torn the domain apart just moments ago vanished into thin air, and the terrified people finally breathed a sigh of relief...

“Where did Lord Red Dust Sovereign go?”

“She must have fallen for Lingxu Sovereign’s trick! Taken somewhere else!”

“Damn it, Lord Red Dust Sovereign must kill Lingxu Sovereign and return safely...”

“What about Wuji Jun?”

“Wuji Jun... he’s not as good as the Red Dust Sovereign.”

“I think so too. He’s killed so many people; it’s best if he dies along with Lingxu Sovereign.”

“……”

While everyone was chattering, a figure in a blue knight’s suit and a monocle walked slowly through the street and stopped under the marble eaves of a courthouse.

Under the eaves, a man in a black inquisitor’s robe was already standing quietly.

“Where do you think they went?” Spade J asked.

“They didn’t go anywhere.” The man said indifferently, “If Lingxu Sovereign wants to maintain the domain of the Lingxu Domain, he cannot leave here. They... are still in this domain, just in a place we cannot see.”

“Hmm, just as I thought.”

“Can you find them?”

“Why? You want to help?” Spade J looked at him in surprise. “Which side are you helping?”

The man glanced at him indifferently. “Helping... your side.”

Spade J froze in place.

“What? Surprised? Did you think you were hiding well?” The man’s gaze remained calm. “Even your Red King couldn’t escape my pursuit... Do you think your disguise ability is stronger than your Red King’s?”

Spade J laughed awkwardly twice.

“As expected of the current leader of [Judgment]... Officer Han Meng, it’s a good thing you’re on our side.”

If anyone else had discovered Spade J’s identity, he would have found a way to deal with them, but Han Meng was different... Everyone knew that Han Meng, in order to clear Chen Ling’s name, had judged everyone at the Alliance Council in one go. Although he wasn't a member of the Twilight Society, he was the Red King’s closest friend.

It was precisely because of this that Spade J was interested in this leader of Judgment lurking in the Lingxu Domain, even finding an excuse and identity to take the initiative to get to know him... However, he didn't expect the other party to have seen through his origins long ago.

“I am not on your side.” Han Meng paused. “I am just doing ‘justice’.”

“Understood... But even if you are already Eighth Rank, you might not be able to help in the civil war of the Nine Sovereigns.” Spade J said truthfully. “I know this sounds harsh, but it’s best we don’t participate in their battle.”

“This domain has its own secrets.”

“So?”

“Find it... now is the best opportunity.” Han Meng’s eyes stared at Spade J. “No one can guarantee that the Red Dust Sovereign and Wuji Jun will win... can they?”

Spade J pondered for a moment: “...You’re right.”

He bent down, his fingers rubbing against the cracks of the ancient floor tiles, as if looking for something.

“What are you doing?”

“Regarding the secret you mentioned, I might have some clues...”

As Spade J spoke, he finally found a suitable leverage point and pried a floor tile open on the spot.

Old soil clung to the bottom of the tile. As Spade J gently brushed it away, a hidden and complex mathematical formula came into view.

Han Meng’s eyes narrowed slightly:

“This is...”

……

“The Imaginary World.”

Wuji Jun stood on the empty Lingxu street, his gaze sweeping slowly across the surroundings, a complex look flashing deep in his eyes.

They were once companions and comrades-in-arms. Wuji Jun and the Red Dust Sovereign knew very well what methods Lingxu Sovereign had... This world, identical to the Lingxu Domain, was likely Lingxu Sovereign’s biggest trump card.

Wuji Jun took a step. The moment his sole touched the floor tile, a line of formulas embedded within it erupted instantly!

Ek=mv²/2

With the Lingxu number jumping instantly, Wuji Jun was hit as if by a floor tile flying at near-light speed. His thigh was blown into a mist of blood by the kinetic energy, and he was sent flying for a moment...

If it had been anyone below the Nine Sovereigns, stepping on just one tile would have been enough to cause serious injury.

Wuji Jun seemed to have guessed this outcome. Even with one leg blown off, his expression didn't change at all, and with a thought, his body repaired itself as before... Let alone blowing off a leg, even if he were beaten to the point where not a scrap remained, he could easily regenerate.

But this step was a warning. In this empty Imaginary World, everything with substance was composed of formulas, which could be triggered or modified at any time... This was a super fortress that Lingxu Sovereign had built for himself with countless time and effort!

Boom—!!!

An earth-shattering roar came from the side. Wuji Jun turned to look and saw a huge mushroom cloud rising, the released energy equivalent to the explosion of several nuclear weapons. In the brilliant light, two figures seemed to be shuttling rapidly!

Wuji Jun set off toward that direction without hesitation.

But even though he had pushed his speed to the limit, the exploding battlefield still remained at a distance. Wuji Jun immediately realized that Lingxu Sovereign had likely modified all the optical propagation formulas of this world...

“Do you think you can trap me like this?”

Wuji Jun closed his eyes, abandoning the use of vision to confirm his position. Countless materials were born and disappeared within his body. He had now completely transcended the category of carbon-based organisms and, like an alien, began to emit microwaves to confirm direction.

As Wuji Jun locked onto a direction, his figure flew out like an arrow from a bow!

Ever since Lingxu Sovereign dragged them into the Imaginary World, Wuji Jun had been forced to separate from his Eternal Domain, losing the supply of a massive material reservoir, and his combat power had been greatly reduced.

When he approached the battlefield, the "strings" that decomposed all matter were fluctuating wildly. A white-clad figure stood in mid-air in a sorry state, her eyes fixed on the monk-robed figure floating in the air, strands of blood trickling from the corner of her mouth...

“I said...”

“You are not my match.”

As Lingxu Sovereign pointed a finger, lines of formulas, like code hidden in space, appeared from the void, surrounding the two figures in the center!