Lu Jun was bewildered.
He observed carefully — the people walking on the street had darker skin tones and races, yet wore bizarre and colorful garments, with strange tattoos drawn on their faces and skin.
Every detail resembled those characters from that ancient South American civilization.
Most importantly, when they passed in front of the wooden hut and saw him, they all showed reverence, performing a proper traditional salute, addressing, "Greetings, Lord Lu Jun."
Their language pronunciation was peculiar, completely another linguistic system, somewhat similar to words of local Peruvians, yet vastly different.
But miraculously, Lu Jun could actually understand their language, rather than relying on his Psychic element ability to read minds.
What was going on? He pondered, and immediately found the reason — it was the inexplicable memories that had just surged into his mind.
"Inca Empire, did I truly traverse through time, or is this a dream?"
For a moment, Lu Jun was speechless. Whether it was the memories in his mind or the scene before his eyes, coupled with the meaning of the term Eye of Time and Space, all indicated he had arrived at that distant era.
"Ouch." As he was at a loss, a painful cry came from beside the doorway. Looking down, he saw an Indian girl, her whole skin dark — that was a healthy bronze color.
She appeared around fourteen or fifteen years old, yet possessed a full and tall figure. That soul-stirring and vibrant attire showed youthful vitality, captivating.
At the sight of this beautiful young girl, Lu Jun's brain automatically conjured up memories — the maid assigned to him by the Elder Council, La·Malingqi, nicknamed Little La.
Lu Jun secretly labeled the girl, well aware of the role of a maid — nothing more than a tool for ancient magical nobles to solve that kind of thing.
"Lord Lu Jun." La·Malingqi fearfully crawled on the ground, kissing the land before his feet, and asked, "Does Master need the servant to serve you?"
Hearing this, Lu Jun remained silent. Since he still could not understand the situation, it was best to speak less and observe more.
Little La asked several times, but heard no words from Lord Lu Jun the Priest, and could not help trembling. Suddenly she remembered something and said, "Lord Lu Jun, do you wish to go to the Summoning Academy of the Elder Council; they are already urging you to arrive quickly."
Summoning Academy — this term instantly triggered numerous related memories in Lu Jun.
The Elder Council was the actual ruling core of the ancient Inca Empire, possessing vast magical power. The Emperor of the Empire instead only managed secular affairs — in terms of importance, rather inferior to the Elder Council.
As for the Summoning Academy, it was one of many magical institutions under the Elder Council, with its full title being the Summoning Academy Research Center — yes, translated into modern Chinese, it would be like that.
Although called the Elder Council, in truth it was still a theocratic religion. South Americans regarded magic as the gospel passed down by gods; all who practiced magic were believers of gods.
The above knowledge matched exactly with recorded facts in real historical documents, and Lu Jun remembered clearly — all noted in the magical world's cultural histories of South American countries.
He had led the National Government Team to South America, so naturally had to research local customs and culture.
And the ancient Inca Empire — despite bearing the title "ancient," it was actually quite close to the modern magical society, roughly spanning the 11th–16th centuries.
At that time, this powerful and vast empire, centered on Peru, occupied most of South America — modern Peru, Chile, Argentina, Colombia, and so forth were all parts of it.
Such an incredible great empire ultimately collapsed, leaving behind numerous ruins, with all ancient civilizations having their inheritance severed.
When the Western Age of Navigation and Great Discovery came, Spanish magic ships traveled thousands of miles to arrive here, only to find surviving inhabitants nearly regressed to primitive times — let alone magic.
Some speculated that the Inca Empire perished under the "Amazon Empire," for indeed Inca territory fully bordered the Amazon tropical rainforest.
The Amazon Rainforest, called the Lungs of the Earth — first in plains, first in river, all flowed through it. The demon races living there were clearly far stronger than elsewhere, ranked at least top five among the demon empires in the Apocalypse.
Possibly on par with the Kunlun Empire, surpassing the Pacific Ocean Sea Monster Empire.
Even modern South American countries suffered greatly from it, only relying on the Andes Mountains as a natural barrier to resist; hence, the ancient Inca Empire perishing there was somewhat reasonable.
Others speculated that the Inca Empire researched forbidden magic, angered the heavenly gods, who cast down divine punishment leading to its collapse.
Lu Jun had experienced the Nazca Lines, the Storm Restriction, and the Eye of Time and Space, hence trusted this reason a bit more.
Since he had come, he might as well settle — since he had the chance to personally witness the era of the Inca Empire, why not explore the mystery… bah! He secretly cursed — damn it, who wanted to traverse to some primitive tribe; the priority was to find a way home.
He was not some archaeologist, what the heck was the use!
Although Lu Jun did not understand the principles of time-space traversal or dreams, with his high-tier Psychic system power, even facing a dream constructed by Psychic Forbidden Curse, he could not see through it.
But all of this was absolutely inseparable from the Eye of Time and Space.
Lu Jun knew that to unravel all mysteries, it rested upon the divine Eye of Time and Space — he had to find it.
Fortunately, the Elder Council's Summoning Academy was the core of the ancient Inca Empire, surely hiding many secrets. By mobilizing its resources and channels, it would be easier to capture the Eye of Time and Space.
Having made up his mind, he opened his mouth and said to Little La, "Take me there."
La·Malingqi, who was lying on the ground, could not help raising her head. Hearing Lord Lu Jun finally speak, she said happily, "Very well, I will prepare the master's carriage at once."
Not long after, Little La stood up and walked towards the backyard of the wooden house.
Then a gorgeous and splendid carriage slowly drove out. In front of it were actually two jaguar-like warrior-level demon beasts pulling it, imposing and domineering — this was called a tiger carriage.
"The Inca Empire is famous for Summoning and Psychic systems; accordingly, beast taming is nothing unusual."
Lu Jun thought secretly. At this moment, he finally noticed that a faint magical aura was emerging from the girl Little La's body.
Besides that, the pedestrians on the wide street, dressed in splendid clothes, showed no panic at all when they saw a warrior-level tamed beast, smiling and nodding; their auras were not weak either — at least of middle-tier.
"This is the holy land of the Inca Empire, the secluded place of the Elder Council."
Lu Jun only understood afterwards — no wonder any passerby was brightly dressed, ruddy in complexion, and extremely strong.
Any one elder of the Elder Council was a super-tier supreme, all concentrated in this time-space city.
He became increasingly silent, lifted the carriage curtain, and sat inside.
Little La seemed accustomed to his quietness, chattering: "Lord Lu Jun, you are already the chief of the Summoning Academy, this carriage is not worthy of your status. Later you may change to another Insect King carriage that can fly."
She said so while driving, talking to herself.
Along the way, all pedestrians encountered by the carriage would stop and make way, addressing him as Priest Lu Jun.
Lu Jun remained silent. He had looked in the mirror back in the wooden house — his appearance was exactly the same as before, handsome and stern, a completely Asian face, and even the magic systems in his spiritual world could prove this.
He had not transmigrated into another body; he was still his original physical body.
Yet ever since he stepped into this place, every person he met completely ignored this fact and all called him by another man's name [Lu Jun].
It was as if a faint invisible halo covered Lu Jun's whole body, distorting everyone's cognition.
Precisely because of this, he was unable to determine whether he had truly traversed time and space, or was inside a vast and perfect dream.
"Sigh, best keep observing."
Lu Jun pursed his lips. The carriage came to a halt — evidently they had arrived, at the Summoning Academy under the Elder Council.
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