My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1086: Celestial Pivot Sect's Secret Vault

Given the avaricious tendencies among cultivators of the Xuanhuang Realm, they would refuse to surrender Immortal Artifacts to anyone else, even if those items remained unusable.

Rather than letting them go, such treasures got locked away in the most profound depths of the sect's treasure repository, under rigorous protection. All with the fervent wish that eventually, the might within these Immortal Artifacts could be stirred to life.

"Let me check the position of the closest Immortal Artifact from this point..."

"Desolate God Seal, Celestial Pivot Sect."

The Desolate God Seal stood as the paramount treasure belonging to the long-vanished Desolate God Sect. Its wielder possessed the means to link with the Immortal Realm and invoke ancient Desolate Gods for their arrival.

Through the Xuanhuang Realm's Heavenly Dao recollections passed down to Mr. Bai, Li Fan had beheld the horrifying spectacle of a Desolate God making its descent once before.

Suddenly, a colossal whirlpool formed in the heavens, unveiling a gleaming golden eye. Beneath the stare of this Desolate God, the Xuanhuang Realm's earth split apart bit by bit, dissolving into utter void.

This evoked a hint of the dread when the Immortal Ruins Immortal obliterated a world merely by looking upon it.

The Desolate God Sect had previously called upon twelve distinct Desolate Gods, wiping out myriad rival sects and ruling over the primordial Xuanhuang Realm. Regrettably, the number of Desolate Gods that answered dwindled progressively, until none came at all.

Without the terror of Desolate God arrivals to ward off foes, the Desolate God Sect swiftly faced assaults from all sides and met complete destruction.

Regarding the Celestial Pivot Sect, it ranked among the previous Ten Great Immortal Sects. Yet records from later eras remained sparse. Li Fan merely had a fuzzy notion that this sect lay nearest to the Immortal Dao lineage of the Heavenly Capital Grand Mage. Its disciples viewed themselves as the genuine successors of the Immortal Dao, displaying profoundly haughty dispositions.

After grasping the essentials of this background, Li Fan, embodying the Xuanhuang Great Celestial Venerable now, willed it so and appeared instantly in the vital zone of the Celestial Pivot Sect known as the [Celestial Pivot Courtyard].

In a mere instant, he traversed hundreds of thousands of li, bypassing every formation and barrier of the Celestial Pivot Sect entirely, to reach the innermost and most concealed domain.

"Such is the might of the Xuanhuang Great Celestial Venerable?"

Li Fan gazed upon his hands, unable to contain a rush of exhilaration.

He perceived his bodily and soul energies as virtually boundless. Casting any divine ability wouldn't deplete them even a bit. Furthermore, any divine ability that took form in the Xuanhuang Realm would automatically intensify to the utmost extent the world permitted.

Every technique across existence, provided it stemmed from the Xuanhuang Realm, could be pierced through effortlessly and offered him no peril in the least.

"It exceeds my dominion over the Spiritwood Realm by a margin!"

"After all, the former involves voluntary alliance, while this demands outright subjugation."

With a faint sigh, Li Fan steadily accustomed himself to the privileges of the Xuanhuang Great Celestial Venerable. Then, he wandered leisurely across the Celestial Pivot Courtyard, making his way to a temple-resembling edifice nestled in the heart's depths.

That spot was enveloped in an odd force, marking the sole "blind area" within the Xuanhuang Great Celestial Venerable's oversight of the entire Celestial Pivot Sect.

The cultivators of the Celestial Pivot Sect stationed at the ancestral hall detected no trace of Li Fan whatsoever. Even as he passed directly by them, nothing changed.

"This feels like..."

Before the ancestral hall, Li Fan halted his steps briefly. He detected a familiar essence in the power there. It wasn't known to Mr. Bai's form, but rather to Li Fan's authentic essence.

"Heavenly Capital Grand Mage."

A surge of innate revulsion welled up inside him abruptly. It resembled the repulsive sensation of spotting several roaches in one's kitchen; Li Fan's forehead creased at once.

Yet he quickly composed himself. His form shifted fluidly like liquid, slipping through the unseen shield to step into the ancestral hall's depths.

Within the ancestral hall stood two stone effigies, one towering and one diminutive.

The towering statue showed eyes shut and head tilted down a touch, bearing a grave demeanor. The smaller one depicted a young servant, positioned deferentially at the rear.

"This grand statue represents the entity in the Heavenly Capital that independently expounds the Dao. Still, from the details I collected earlier, the youth positioned behind likely embodies the actual Heavenly Capital Grand Mage."

Li Fan's eyes drifted unavoidably to the boy's statue. In a momentary trance, he appeared to cross infinite voids and reach a majestic capital suspended amid the skies.

His consciousness shook, shattering the vision.

Glancing once more at the servant boy's statue, a faint ache pricked his eyes.

"Hmph."

Li Fan let out a cold huff, resolutely quelling the urge to shatter the statue outright. He started probing around for the secret vault.

It took little time before he uncovered a hidden seal located behind the pair of statues. Once the seal shattered, Li Fan stepped into the Celestial Pivot Sect's treasure chamber.

Unlike the expected vista brimming with radiant riches, the Celestial Pivot Sect's treasure chamber appeared rather rudimentary. Li Fan nearly doubted if he'd found the right location.

Arranged in order on a deep crimson elongated table lay a stone seal, a wooden chest, and a parchment roll. Nothing more occupied the space.

That stone seal was undoubtedly Li Fan's objective on this venture, the Immortal Artifact Desolate God Seal. Though sealed at present, Li Fan could still discern a faint, archaic, and primal presence emanating from it, stirring unease in the heart.

As for the wooden chest and parchment beside it, their company with the Immortal Artifact Desolate God Seal alone marked them as exceptional.

Were it Mr. Bai in his place, he would seize only the Desolate God Seal and depart posthaste. But how could Li Fan justify leaving a trove of wonders with nothing gained?

Though this realm was but the Fallen Immortal Realm Illusion and the items couldn't transfer to reality, expanding his knowledge and feasting his senses would suffice.

Li Fan first scrutinized the wooden chest with care. He sharply observed that some living entity seemed confined within, quivering nonstop in tiny, subtle rhythms. Each quiver leaked a trace of aura, causing even Li Fan as the Xuanhuang Great Celestial Venerable to feel a subtle peril.

Even stranger, the being inside the wooden chest appeared to detect Li Fan's nearness too.

The quivers grew a tad more insistent. It seemed to lure and prod Li Fan toward opening the chest. Subtle whispering noises crept into his ears unnoticed, while diverse hallucinations flickered across his sight.

Li Fan contemplated deeply and at last, through sheer force of will, crushed the compulsion stirring in his thoughts.

Only then did Li Fan realize abruptly that the [Xuanhuang Immortal Heart Mantra], which typically functioned autonomously upon his awareness awakening—even amid the Fallen Immortal Illusion—had inexplicably failed!

Lacking the Immortal Heart Mantra's bolster, warding off the allure depended solely on Li Fan's personal determination. Luckily, through countless rebirths, he had endured vast experiences and forged unyielding fortitude. Without that, he might have yielded immediately and unlocked the wooden chest.

Li Fan wrenched his attention forcibly to the parchment. The sonic and visual deceptions from the wooden chest faded right away.

"This wooden chest carries a wicked taint. I wonder if it persists in the Xuanhuang Realm to this day."

In sharp opposition to the wooden chest's malevolence, the parchment radiated a purely holy, authentic Immortal Dao essence. Far from any alarm, it stirred an unbidden sense of affinity.

"Hm? Have I encountered this parchment somewhere prior?"

Li Fan delved into Mr. Bai's fragmented recollections. By good fortune, a hazy recollection surfaced swiftly in his mind.