My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1062: The 1,057th Palm Strike: Rehearsal to World Destruction

Upon receiving Li Fan's consent, Tianyang's physical form shifted instantaneously.

A soft azure glow radiated from him as his skin transformed, taking on the luster and texture of tempered metal.

In a voice that merged mechanical resonance with a childlike tone, Tianyang spoke deliberately: "The mortal flesh is plagued by natural frailties. It cannot hope to rival a body forged of stone and metal."

"Just as I do, every rare treasure in existence can be consumed as nourishment to fortify this form."

"The ultimate peak of power within the Great Dao serves as the only boundary for my physical limit!"

As these words left his lips, Tianyang tightened his fist, causing a powerful vacuum-like suction to pulse from his hand.

Deep within the waters of the Spiritual Transformation River, a gargantuan whirlpool manifested without warning. The sheer force of the turbulence was so immense that Li Fan and the three Dharma-Transmitters, Huang included, struggled to maintain their footing against the raging currents.

Once his momentum reached its peak, Tianyang launched a slow, deliberate punch toward Huang.

The three Dharma-Transmitters paled in shock at the sight.

Huang, however, found himself pinned by the crushing weight of the fist's intent, his limbs frozen as if locked in place.

He could only watch as Tianyang’s leisurely strike moved to hit him head-on.

Faced with the brink of annihilation, a brilliant golden radiance flared from Huang's two heads and four eyes. The sound of his skeleton fracturing echoed like a torrential downpour, and his once-wasted frame swelled rapidly like an inflating bladder.

His body became defined by sharp, chiseled muscles that looked as though they were carved by blades. With a savage bellow, Huang crossed all four arms in front of him, desperately trying to intercept Tianyang's small fist.

A heavy, muffled explosion resembling a thunderclap shook the area.

The impact resulted in a tense deadlock as the fists met.

After a moment, Tianyang pulled his hand back slowly: "In this strike, I employed only half of my power. It is nowhere near my true capacity."

"However, for you, it appears to be the limit."

As the words faded, Huang’s form gave way, and he collapsed into a heap like a pile of soft mud.

Once the initial shock passed, Dharma-Transmitters Zhou and Wei realized that Huang’s life was not in danger.

His state was simply the result of total exhaustion.

The defeated Huang did not succumb to fury or malice. Instead, he fell into deep thought over Tianyang's declaration.

"To discard flesh for a body of metal and stone?"

He had, in truth, contemplated such a path in the past.

Yet, as a human Cultivation practitioner, he had always been hesitant to abandon his biological form to become little more than a mechanical puppet.

The lack of any established precedent was the greatest obstacle.

Such a metamorphosis would be final. If the strength of a metallic body proved inferior to that of blood and bone, he would be turned into a laughingstock among all Dharma-Transmitters.

But Tianyang’s display today had revealed a fresh path, one that appeared to possess infinite potential.

"Perhaps through this method, I can break the chains of the Immortal Ancestor and rise as the only Longevity Immortal among the Dharma-Transmitters." This perilous ambition stirred in the depths of Huang's soul. Once the thought took hold, it began to consume his mind.

Standing nearby, Li Fan noted the subtle changes in Huang's expression and realized the seed had been successfully planted. A faint, knowing smile touched his lips.

Without the essence of source power, it was impossible to reach Tianyang's level of might through mere physical transformation. Once Huang committed to this one-way journey and hit the inevitable walls of progress, he would fall into despair.

At that time, he would be forced to beg for Tianyang's help at any price. Once Huang was indebted, Li Fan would have countless ways to pull his strings.

Using the chaos of the earlier clash as a veil, Tianyang had secretly siphoned a vast amount of the Spiritual Transformation River water.

With their mission accomplished, Li Fan signaled for Tianyang to return to his side in his original form.

The other two Dharma-Transmitters rushed to attend to Huang's wounds.

"This location is unsuitable for a long stay. We should depart and continue our talk elsewhere."

The party then made a quiet exit from the Spiritual Transformation Stream.

The disturbance in the river caused by the fight had indeed alerted the cultivators guarding the area.

However, after a meticulous search, they found nothing out of the ordinary.

Following the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance's policy of avoiding unnecessary complications, the guards decided not to file a report.

Inside the private pocket dimension belonging to Dharma-Transmitter Zhou.

Tianyang’s display had completely overwhelmed Dharma-Transmitter Huang, proving beyond doubt that he possessed the power of a Longevity Immortal.

With credibility established, the group began to seriously map out their strategy.

They gathered once more atop a skyscraper surrounded by a sea of neon lights.

Huang’s injuries had been mended during the journey; one of his heads kept its eyes shut tight, while the other cast wary glances at Tianyang, who stood behind Li Fan.

Tianyang himself sat with eyes closed, appearing to be in a light sleep.

The conversation was led by Li Fan, Zhou, and Wei.

"With Huang on board, the probability of convincing Jiang to call for the [Dharma-Transmitter's Oath] is virtually guaranteed."

"All that remains is to bait him out as we planned."

Li Fan spoke up at the opportune moment: "Based on the projections from the Federation of All Worlds' elders and the current state of the Xuanhuang Realm, we have formulated a specific strategy."

"It must generate enough chaos that the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance can only be saved by Jiang, who is not a Dharma-Transmitter. Yet, it must stop short of truly ruining the Xuanhuang Realm..."

Li Fan paused, his expression turning cryptic: "What are your thoughts on this maneuver?"

He tapped the air with his finger, releasing a small orb of golden light that drifted toward them.

After reviewing the information within the orb, a look of surprise crossed the faces of both Zhou and Wei.

"Brilliant." After a brief silent exchange, the two gave their consent.

"Excellent. The Federation of All Worlds will now begin the formal setup. However, to ensure the performance is believable, we will require your internal assistance."

"You have our word. Although we were ousted from the Council, our influence remains deep-rooted throughout the Alliance's prefectures. Helping your Federation stage this grand spectacle of world destruction will be simple," Zhou stated with gravity.

They spent more time refining the details before Li Fan and Tianyang finally took their leave.

Upon returning to the Spiritwood Realm, Tianyang produced the collected Spiritual Transformation River water. Experts, including the Artisan Master Qiaogong, were immediately tasked with analyzing it to see if it could be synthesized or mass-produced.

Meanwhile, Li Fan entered the [World Destruction] space to retrieve one of his prototypes.

Though the plan was presented as a ruse to draw out Dharma-Transmitter Jiang, Li Fan viewed it as a genuine rehearsal for the final apocalypse of this era.

"With so many pieces in play, this chance allows us to set the foundation early through the Dharma-Transmitters. These individuals are tied directly to the Immortal Ancestor. When the time comes, even if the Faceless True Immortal or the Immortal of the Immortal Ruins sense a plot, their first suspect will be the Immortal Ancestor."

"The Immortal Ancestor's current power, while not enough to defeat a True Immortal, should be sufficient to act as a shield for a time..."

With those thoughts, Li Fan entered his Soul-Ignition state at full capacity.

He began producing the necessary components for the world's end with peak efficiency.

Slowly, the previously vacant World Destruction space began to fill with his creations.

Three months of preparation slipped by in an instant.

Under the coordinated shadows of Li Fan and the three Dharma-Transmitters, strange and unsettling events began to quietly manifest across the territories of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance.