My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1094: Wrathful Gaze Vengeance Formation

Dharma-Transmitter Zhou felt a surge of satisfaction upon seeing Li Fan's quick agreement: "Excellent, we'll rendezvous right here."

Following that, she transmitted the precise location coordinates to him.

Once the connection ended, Li Fan started readying himself for the task ahead.

The "cutting-edge technology" he'd referenced before wasn't some fabrication. Rather, it stemmed from the Final Dissociation Disc's relentless deductions throughout the previous year.

From the moment he fully grasped the two Immortal-level grand arrays [Astral Mechanism, All Spirits Return to Number] and [Desolate Fall, Flowers Bloom in an Empty Room], then absorbed the nine freshly formed sub-discs to trigger its evolution, the Dissociation Disc's skill in dissecting formations had skyrocketed beyond comprehension, advancing ceaselessly each day.

Every instant brought the sensation of countless fresh arrays being unraveled by its power.

Much like the Derivative Law Jade, the Dissociation Disc hungered to unravel every formation across existence!

Without any direct guidance from its owner Li Fan, within a single year alone, it had built up a staggering repository of formation patterns.

With just a handful of parameters inputted and a casual query, Li Fan uncovered exactly what he sought.

A replicated Immortal-level array called [Wrathful Gaze, Vengeance Must Be Repaid].

Its purpose shone through clearly in the title it bore.

While active, this array would tirelessly detect nearby entities harboring resentment toward it and tag them for relentless pursuit.

The span it covered matched about one prefecture within the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance. If snared by the [Wrathful Gaze] array, staying inside its domain meant inescapable monitoring.

This setup allowed for pinpoint targeting, so each array could fixate on just a single vengeful foe.

Li Fan ran a quick trial, discovering that the Wrathful Gaze's locking mechanism far outstripped his present knowledge. It bordered on the elusive [Immortal] realm.

Yet Mo Rubin's actions during their last encounter had sparked deep wariness in him.

Thus, relying solely on the array wouldn't suffice!

Li Fan retrieved a petite jade vial.

Inside lay three pills.

They darted wildly inside the container, paths erratic but laced with an otherworldly essence.

"Soul Separation Pill."

"Upon ingestion, to any observer, the soul seems shattered and wildly disordered. Yet the user retains full command over their form. It's exceptionally potent against soul-based takeovers. Mo Rubin's takeover method mirrors Dharma-Transmitter Jiang's, akin to my own shift."

"But against pure turmoil, how could takeover or interference even take hold?"

A sharp chill flickered in Li Fan's gaze: "Even if it doesn't block it outright, it'll at least stall his takeover far longer."

"Three pills per kit. The Medicine King Sect's initial production yielded over two hundred kits..."

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With all setups complete, Li Fan led Tianyang to the designated spot to honor the meeting.

He'd naturally altered his usual look beforehand.

Dharma-Transmitter Zhou had arrived early and waited, accompanied by thirty-seven companions.

These fell into three loose groups, the biggest being a squad of black-robed cultivators whose faces stayed blank and postures rigid with gravity.

Unlike any Li Fan had encountered prior, their stares held total emptiness.

They resembled mindless puppets far more than true cultivators, driven only to fulfill given commands.

The other two groups included a pair of Dharma-Transmitters flanking Dharma-Transmitter Zhou.

The third stood out oddly.

It bore no human likeness, standing no taller than a child of seven or eight.

Headless, its senses clustered awkwardly on its torso.

Its form gleamed in utter black, blending absurdity with menace.

"For this venture into the restricted zone, we'll rely on [You] Clan members to lead the way." Dharma-Transmitter Zhou eyed Tianyang, who lingered wordlessly behind Li Fan with shut eyes, then offered a small nod before addressing Li Fan.

"[You]?" Li Fan regarded the bizarre cluster with sharp curiosity.

"We'll discuss as we move. First, here's what to watch for once inside."

At Dharma-Transmitter Zhou's cue, the [You] Clan members formed a ring, clasped hands, and launched into an odd ritual dance.

Like a ceremony, their collective chant summoned a faint, hazy barrier of sealed aura hovering overhead.

That was merely Li Fan's impression, at least.

In truth, neither sight nor sense detected any shift in the space before them.

"Head inside now."

Yet the subsequent moves by the rest validated Li Fan's hunch.

As the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance members soared toward the spot over the [You] Clan group, they plunged abruptly into void-like obscurity.

They blinked out of existence in that instant.

The Alliance members filed in one by one, and Li Fan brought up the rear by soaring after them.

Light vanished utterly from the realm.

All around stretched pure, boundless night.

This differed subtly from the Darkest Star Sea beyond the Xuanhuang Realm.

The star sea's gloom carried a lifeless, hollow expanse.

Here, though...

It pressed close, moist, and sinister, like hidden threats coiled in the shadows, poised to erupt and swallow all at once.

The earlier entrants from the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance had seemingly dissolved completely.

Within this shadowy taboo realm, it seemed Li Fan alone persisted.

Instinct drove Li Fan to sweep his sense across the sides, but it proved futile in this place.

Beyond his frame, it drowned in the infinite dark, sensing nothing more.

Li Fan next attempted to banish the gloom with radiance, yet that too crumbled.

Illumination simply couldn't endure within this forbidden domain.

Suddenly, without prelude, a palm landed firmly on Li Fan's shoulder.

His nerves prickled fiercely, and Li Fan poised to strike back without delay.

But the touch allowed senses to bridge between them.

Only then did Li Fan "catch" the voice of the other.

He revealed his identity first.

Dharma-Transmitter Yan.

Then he clarified for Li Fan: "Here in this shadowy forbidden zone, senses and voices fail entirely. Communication demands touch, just as with the [You] Clan folks."

"We came in as one without scattering. All should be close; let's gather up first."

Li Fan gave a faint nod.

This shadowy forbidden zone truly brimmed with strangeness. Even his link to Tianyang had snapped.

Luckily, Tianyang hadn't strayed far, so reestablishing the bond took little trouble.

At Li Fan's mental command, beyond others' notice, Tianyang shifted silently into Immortal Puppet Battle Armor and merged onto his frame.

"The Wrathful Gaze Formation weakens dramatically here as well. Its detection span likely shrinks to just three zhang or so around me?"

Li Fan couldn't suppress an inner jolt of alarm.

Remember, this neared the might of a True Immortal-level Formation.

"Never imagined the Xuanhuang Realm hid such a deadly spot. Why on earth did Mo Rubin venture here?"

Following the [You] Clan members' pre-entry hand-holding to link up.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance cultivators and Li Fan mirrored the tactic to reunite.

Upon tallying heads and noting three absences, the party skipped any hunt for them.

They promptly declared a death warrant on those three instead.

Meanwhile, the group pressed onward into the heart of the gloom.