Minus Ninety Degrees

The Card Creator is a very ordinary profession. Simply put, the incumbent seals various kinds of abilities, illusions, images and so on in blank cards for convenience of use.
Lu Ming, who initially planned to lead an idle life, had a not-so-boring dream now — He hopes to seal the entire world in the cards.
One still needed to have dreams. What if you could realize them?

Divine Card Creator

At the Energy Warriors Association.

The vice president and a few others watched silently.

Although they had dark eye circles, it was an easy feat for the Energy Warriors to stay up throughout the night. At most, they would have thinning hair.

The beam of light that represented the descent of illusory energy disappeared!

The Illusory Realm had come to an end. However, everyone was surprised that Lu Ming who should have broken through had yet to wake up.

"Still in the midst of a breakthrough?"

"That cannot be. Lu Ming's energy is much higher than the total energy of a dozen cultivators. Ye Liang broke through in ten minutes. Why would Lu Ming take so long?"

Lu Ming spat out a mouthful of blood.

Brother, Want Some Noodles?