My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1109: Neither Body Nor Mind Cross the Calamity
Previously on My Longevity Simulation...
A cultivator at the Golden Core stage trips during his stroll and ends up snapping his leg by sheer accident.
While soaring through the skies, a Nascent Soul expert's spiritual energy wavers suddenly, sending him crashing to his death right then and there.
In the heat of a brutal showdown against a rival, a Soul Transformation cultivator abruptly keels over from a sudden heart seizure...
Such odd and eerie events were the strange happenings of that time.
Eventually, this calamity—which wasn't all that devastating—faded away naturally, as the peculiar energy swirling around that foreign star gradually dimmed and vanished completely without a sign.
These days, long ago has everyone forgotten about it, and no records in history books make any mention of it.
The Du'e Sect alone preserved the account, thanks to their distinctive cultivation techniques.
"A power that can sway the entire Xuanhuang cultivation realm must be of immortal caliber without a doubt. It's truly a shame that the extraterrestrial star was nothing more than a fleeting guest in the Xuanhuang Realm. It hasn't shown itself again ever since."
A hint of regret crept into Li Fan's heart.
Otherwise, the mere thought of those well-known cultivators forced to scrape by as regular mortals would surely have been endlessly entertaining.The Du'e Sect's paper figures weren't just casually sharing tales of these old disasters in the Xuanhuang Realm with Li Fan.
They obviously had some other motive in mind.
As visions of those savage disasters kept flashing through Li Fan's thoughts, they slowly withdrew, allowing the ravaged Xuanhuang Realm to breathe new vitality at last.
A feeling of "having escaped disaster" surged within him.
He found himself touched by a rare sense of appreciation and value for the Xuanhuang Realm's present calm and steady condition.
Naturally, the influence of this mental manipulation swiftly dissolved away as the Xuanhuang Immortal Heart Mantra flowed through him.
Yet Li Fan played his role with complete conviction, his features displaying the ideal look of conviction.
At last, once they saw their tactics had worked, the trio of paper figures meekly retreated back into the Book of Du'e.
"The Du'e Sect's bag of tricks mainly plays with folks' minds. It shows exactly how despicable this sect really is."
"Too bad for them—they ran into me. Hmph..."
From the moment he broke the Dharma-Transmitter's bindings on the Book of Du'e, the paper figures had started clinging to Li Fan in a subtle way.
Like stubborn spirits, they trailed after him no matter where he went.
Though with Li Fan's current skill in formations, sealing them back up forcefully via an array would be a simple matter.
Still, Li Fan chose not to bother.
For getting hounded by these Du'e Sect paper figures came with certain advantages.
Li Fan squinted his eyes and stared off toward the Xuanhuang Realm in the distance.
He could faintly make out innumerable small paper figures dotted all over different regions of Xuanhuang.
Whenever his mind zeroed in on one, that paper figure would inexplicably snap its eyes open.
Viewing through the paper figure's gaze, Li Fan caught sight of whatever area it was watching.
But it resembled peering through cloudy glass: the view stayed blurry. The audio came in fits and starts too.
The link didn't hold for long before something cut it off abruptly.
"Looks like my level of control is still too low," Li Fan mused with a chilly grin.
The upside of going along with the Du'e Sect paper figures' mental conditioning lay in slowly taking command of the [World-Observing Divine Eye].
Pretending to embrace the Du'e Sect's beliefs was essentially the path to infiltrating and ranking among their members.
However, Li Fan clearly planned to grab the perks without ever truly signing on with this so-called Du'e Sect.
"Only with enough power can anyone shrug off any disaster unscathed."
"Cowering away like a turtle in its shell—what sort of ability is that?"
"Just running blindly— what's the point? Back when the Immortal from the Immortal Ruins obliterated everything with one look, they couldn't even resist and just ceased to exist."
Li Fan had figured out ages ago how the Du'e Sect would act when real catastrophe struck; he utterly scorned and mocked their principles.
Even so, he didn't take them lightly.
Rather, he staged a flawless act to fool them completely.
As Li Fan handled the Du'e Sect, the epic saga surrounding that True Immortal's leftover corpse was hurtling toward its peak.
The Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance, after shadowing the corpse for ages, had at last cracked the code behind its sudden showings.
On this occasion, they sent out a solid ten Dao Integration experts to surround and snag it, hell-bent on seizing this troublesome True Immortal remnant that had caused such chaos.
The mission even got backup from three Dharma-Transmitters.
Up against the blockade from such a huge lineup, the black puppet clearly got cornered.
In the end, following Li Fan's orders, its form melted away, channeling every last bit of its hoarded dark energy into the True Immortal remnant corpse.
As a result, the empowered True Immortal remnant corpse slipped out of sight once again, right before the eyes of everyone, smack in the middle of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance's trap!
That said, this escape didn't cover much ground.
The chasing squad from the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance soon picked up its path again.
Gone were the slippery, phantom-like dodges from before; now it bolted using a standard cultivator's flying technique.
"Looks like he's finally sick of this cat-and-mouse chase!" one Dao Integration expert declared, his voice tinged with a trace of irritation.
Having been toyed with by a simple remnant for so long, anyone would build up some resentment.
"Pursue it! Stay alert; don't drop your guard!"
"Hey, check the direction it's heading..."
"This is bad; straight into the Essence Devouring White Mist!"
"Doesn't matter. I've got the Samantabhadra True Boat on hand. Keep after it!" Wei, among the overseeing Dharma-Transmitters, stated with icy resolve.
He unleashed a flying vessel, and the Dao Integration experts hopped aboard before tailing the True Immortal remnant closely.
A few in the group had clearly ventured into the white mist before.
Their gazes stayed steady without a ripple; they simply fixed on the True Immortal remnant's spot up front with cool focus.
"Something feels wrong. It used to stick to the edges before—why drag us deep into the mist now?"
"Maybe it's a setup?"
The team shot looks at each other.
But with their pooled might, they could even pull back safely from a Longevity Immortal realm foe.
So worries didn't weigh them down much.
With little delay, they agreed in a flash: press on with the hunt and uncover whatever ploy this True Immortal remnant had brewing.
Within the white mist, any sense of time blurred into nothing.
The True Immortal remnant's alluring presence stood out sharply, almost as if it wanted the trailing Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance to keep up; during flight, it even slowed on purpose.
Holding a steady gap between pursuer and pursued.
What's more, the True Immortal remnant appeared to know the mist inside out, now and then veering off course.
It was heading somewhere specific, no doubt.
This spooky display left every Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance cultivator aboard the Samantabhadra True Boat with solemn expressions.
After some thought, the Dharma-Transmitter Wei chose to stick with the trail and probe further.
After all, being a Dharma-Transmitter meant he couldn't face true death.
And should the True Immortal remnant pull some scheme, unraveling it at the price of one existence would still prove highly valuable.
Regarding the Dao Integration experts at his side...
Dharma-Transmitter Wei's mind stayed utterly calm.
The True Immortal remnant body led the way, with the Samantabhadra flying boat hot on its heels.
One fleeing forward, the other giving chase, they raced through the white mist.
After who knows how long, the vista ahead changed in an instant.
Upon making out what waited there, every cultivator on the boat—including the Dharma-Transmitters—paled in shock; their spirits shook fiercely.
A vast sea drifted, littered with endless floating corpses.