My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1108: Alien Star Falls into Xuanhuang
Previously on My Longevity Simulation...
Even though the Xuanhuang Realm had expanded enormously beyond typical cultivation worlds over millennia of drawing in and consuming others, Li Fan simply couldn't fathom how a power so formidable that it instilled deep fear in the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance might conceal itself if it lingered on.
During the Tianxuan Mirror's ascension and evolution back then, it had meticulously scanned the whole Xuanhuang Realm. It not just charted details on almost every linked Cave-Heaven and minor realm, but also delved into the world cracks buried deep in the white fog, covering them nearly entirely.
"Unless it's some other concealed domain akin to the Dark Realm."
"It truly deserves its reputation as the sole remaining haven for Darkest Star Sea cultivators; powerhouses could pop up out of nowhere at any moment."
"Yet since they didn't make it through the ultimate disaster in the Xuanhuang Realm, regardless of their might, their power stays bounded."
Following this evaluation, Li Fan experienced a touch of relief.
"On that note, the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance's abrupt emergence from the Cultivation Wasteland feels oddly questionable when examined closely now."
Post the massive catastrophe in the Xuanhuang Realm, cultivators plunged into a time of distrust and bloodshed, a grim epoch. Ultimately, society crumbled, leaving no groups intact across the land. Sole survivors were isolated roamers, wary as savage animals and brimming with murderous vibes: the era dubbed the Cultivation Wasteland.
Every available record today about subsequent events in the Xuanhuang Realm aligns closely. The long-lost Dharma-Transmitting Immortal Ancestor reappeared and restored society on the devastated terrain.
Thus, a puzzle emerges. Be it from the [Era] vision witnessed in the Museum of Divine Treasure, or the past shards revealed by [Seeking the Hidden] amid the crimson river of the Spiritwood Realm, portrayals of that time's cultivators boil down to the phrase "fierce and brutal."Those enduring the massive melee obviously boasted superior mindsets, techniques, and prowess, as expected. For folks like that, confronting the Immortal Ancestor's abrupt arrival declaring unity over the Xuanhuang Realm, how would they respond?
And what became of those individuals? Traces of them appear absent in both the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance and the Five Elders Association.
"I recall the Ten Thousand Law Chamber of Commerce in Nine Mountains Prefecture tracing back to that period. Regrettably, it's been demolished completely now; had it stood, I could have sought out pertinent details there."
Li Fan jotted this as a note, postponing its handling to his upcoming lifetime. His focus shifted back to the "True Immortal Remnant Body."
Upon Li Fan's alert, the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance ramped up its wariness considerably. Regarding emerging Spirits of Heaven and Earth, they chose group seizures outright. Their eventual distribution was prearranged, all aimed at rapidly absorbing these "baits" safely and turning them into bolstered forces.
With the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance stepping in formally, the chaos sparked by Spirits of Heaven and Earth manifestations got subdued promptly.
As for the True Immortal remnant body, the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance approached it with utmost wariness. They chased it doggedly, while prohibiting infighting among cultivators for it. Ultimately, acquisition hinged purely on individual luck.
Concurrently, to rapidly calm this uproar, Dharma-Transmitters who usually shunned mortal concerns took the rare step of sending out several members. Evidently, post the Mo Rubin affair, their operational approach had shifted.
Now that the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance entered the fray, Li Fan sensed distinctly that steering the black puppet for the dog-walking ploy demanded far more effort. The Alliance's grip on its domains stayed impressively firm.
The puppet bearing the True Immortal remnant body got spotted shortly after surfacing, compelling yet another move. With relocations happening more often, the black puppet's flaw of lacking endurance in extended fights stood out starkly.
Luckily, Li Fan had directed Qiaogong and crew to hastily produce a few extra puppets for rotation, just managing to preserve the True Immortal remains' slippery, spectral quality.
Still, Li Fan vaguely perceived that the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance had caught on to the True Immortal remnant body's shift via darkness power. Detection times were shrinking progressively.
“Looks like this ploy won't endure for long.”
“Yet it doesn't matter; I've already met my objective. Now, I simply anticipate the grand finale, delivering a shock to the Xuanhuang Realm's inhabitants.”
Having reviewed the details of his setups, Li Fan displayed a gentle grin.
“Young friend, why go to these extremes?”
Three dim silhouettes abruptly materialized, boxing Li Fan in from both sides. Sorrow carved their features, their skins pallid and shrunken. They gazed intently at Li Fan in silence, only letting out heavy sighs.
These hailed from the paper figures in the Book of Du'e, now thoroughly roused.
Since Li Fan kicked off his schemes for global ruin, despite handling everything via clones and puppets, the Du'e Sect's paper figures had inexplicably picked up on the looming doom. Starting with one, two others had awakened one after another.
Furthermore, they could dimly sense the apocalyptic aura in Li Fan's thoughts. Each time Li Fan ran simulations or inferred coming events, these entities would doggedly circle him with pleas.
Li Fan naturally brushed them off completely, meeting them with icy indifference.
When the three Du'e Sect paper figures saw their appeals falling flat, they ceased trying. Rather, they adopted woeful looks and stuck close to Li Fan.
Initially, Li Fan viewed this as powerless frustration. But soon, he realized encircling by these grief-stricken paper figures spread their moods to him. Whatever filled his mind earlier—be it fiery zeal or the wildest ideas—slowly dissolved into total pessimism and profound void.
Were it not for the [Xuanhuang Immortal Heart Mantra]'s safeguard, Li Fan could well have been influenced and transformed by them.
The Du'e Sect paper figures grasped only the broad strokes. Concerning the precise steps Li Fan took lately, they couldn't spy from afar. Li Fan also avoided showing his immunity. Instead, he played along perfectly in this pretense with them.
The somber cast on his visage faded bit by bit, giving way to a deep hollowness where nothing held value. His thoughts cleared out steadily, no longer fixating on ruinous preparations.
The three Du'e Sect paper figures' forms started altering too. Instead of slipping back into the Book of Du'e right away, they morphed into dignified likenesses of grave elderly scholars. They positioned themselves rigidly, gravely narrating to Li Fan the assorted disasters the Xuanhuang Realm had weathered historically.
Their titles proved quite telling too. Each drew from one of those bygone catastrophes.
For example, one went by [Starfall]. This alluded to the incident, prior to the Immortal Path's severance, where a foreign star crashed from the heavens into the Xuanhuang Realm. The force radiating from that extraterrestrial star had temporarily thrown off the spiritual power's function for every cultivator in the Xuanhuang Realm. No matter the cultivation level, all powers had nosedived sharply.