My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1124: The Blood-Colored Great Formation Rises
Previously on My Longevity Simulation...
In the past, Li Fan had somewhat perceived the emotions of the Eternal Remnant.
The initial quake upon discovering the Eternal Relic, along with the deep yearning toward Mr. Bai's skull.
This time, as Li Fan attempted to offer the freshly formed Five Elements Cave-Heaven to it, the Eternal Remnant transmitted its response once more.
“Not fully content. Put another way, just tolerable.”
A sharp chill flickered across Li Fan's gaze. Innumerable crimson strands burst forth from his body's Cave-Heaven, resembling countless tentacles that stabbed into the void belonging to the Eternal Remnant.
He was claiming control over the newly birthed Cave-Heaven from its nurturing source.
The Eternal Remnant merely handled the basic nurturing of Cave-Heavens. Therefore, as Li Fan gradually peeled away this entity fated to separate from it, no fierce opposition arose.
Instead, the young Cave-Heaven itself appeared to detect the intrusion.
It struggled desperately, releasing threads of defiant energy to try blocking Li Fan's absorption.
Yet how could a helpless newborn rival a robust grown sibling?
The result was unavoidable.
With ongoing subtle rumbles echoing softly, the infant Cave-Heaven got drawn into the phantom outline of the immense Five Elements Great Cave-Heaven, which looked like a distant mural.
Until full immersion caused it to disappear entirely.
“Buzz buzz buzz...”
A sequence of piercing buzzes resounded in Li Fan's ears, while the view ahead briefly faded to darkness.
When normality resumed, Li Fan examined his Eternal Remnant interface.
“Available anchors at present: 3”
“One more added. Just as anticipated, this method succeeds. Since consuming Golden Core Laws left the Eternal Remnant unsatisfied, advancing to a superior Nascent Soul Cave-Heaven became the logical choice.”
Though his hypothesis proved correct and he secured an extra anchor for the Eternal Remnant, Li Fan experienced no great elation.
Rather, he lingered on the sentiment the Eternal Remnant had just shared.
It proved bland upon consumption, yet too valuable to reject. Still, under Li Fan's firm resolve, the Eternal Remnant eventually took in the new Cave-Heaven.
“Cave-Heavens are its current craving. What comes after? Small worlds or entire cultivation realms? Perhaps the impending Heaven-Earth Transformation and Heaven-Earth Spirits from the emerging technique framework?”
“No matter what, its pickiness needs tempering. Such selectivity isn't ideal.”
Within the shadowy void expanse, Li Fan lingered solitary in the vast nothing.
After deep contemplation lasting ages, he finally withdrew.
Exiting the Eternal Remnant, Li Fan then journeyed to the site of the crimson river of blood.
Owing to the enduring safeguard from the Fishing Pond's fading essence, this area evaded detection by the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance. The remaining practitioners at this base represented the final survivors of the Federation of All Worlds.
They had already heard of the complete destruction at the Spiritwood Realm's central hub. Amid sorrow and rage, every one held unwavering loyalty to the True Immortal of Salvation and Mortal Compassion.
For during their meditations, they still felt the Compassionate True Immortal's boundless, awe-inspiring divine might everywhere.
The individuals Li Fan had sent diving into the blood-colored long river for lost historical echoes were mainly fervent youths. None surpassed the initial Golden Core Lord phase in their cultivation.
Facing the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance's crushing dominance, despite their blazing desire for retribution, they recognized their inferiority.
Hence, they first went underground, quietly building their power in secrecy.
Lacking central command and cut off from past alliances, they placed their revenge dreams on that expansive Blood-Colored Long River.
Gripping unyielding belief and disregarding the drain on their vital years, they plunged in repeatedly.
Striving to uncover its hidden secrets.
Over three years, from over a hundred starters, merely thirty-three endured.
Furthermore, each of these survivors endured severe depletion of their longevity.
Though youthful before, they now sported silver locks and frail forms, akin to tottering ancients.
Still, their efforts yielded some rewards.
Li Fan reviewed the findings they had gathered and summarized.
“Unlike those motivated solely by personal gain, individuals fueled by profound vendettas retain sharper focus when navigating the blood-colored long river.”
“The blood-colored long river's visions display a form of affinity in what they draw forth. For example, we avengers more readily witness historical cultivators who also nursed immense resentments.”
“It might even allow actual revival of past elements beyond simple visions. This seems tied to the Eternal Remnant's influence. Yet the odds of triggering it are minuscule; across the Eternal Remnant's history, it has happened just once. We're investigating the precise triggers needed...”
Li Fan carefully noted down this crucial investigative data.
Concurrently, he committed to memory the name of the diligent cultivator who assembled and recorded these discoveries.
Chen Chen.
“Impressive work. Previously, in the team, he blended into the background. But now, amid the federation's collapse and dire circumstances, his commanding potential shines through.”
“A promising figure for nurturing. In the upcoming life, I'll elevate him sooner. Now, which small world did he originate from...”
Once his goals at the blood-colored long river were met, Li Fan chose not to interfere with them.
He permitted the team to press on with their tasks independently.
After all, come next year, the end would unfold identically.
Li Fan slipped away soundlessly and toured spots such as the Great Li Realm, the Empire, the Dark Realm, and numerous more.
He reaped the outcomes and conducted multiple trials to confirm his getaway strategy.
...
Time's current flowed relentlessly forward.
On that particular day, while Li Fan fiddled with a Tianxuan small mirror, he abruptly lifted his gaze toward the horizon.
The inaugural Heaven and Earth Myriad Spirits Great Formation stood finished.
Suddenly, Li Fan's sight breached countless layers of spatial divides, reaching the mortal realm hosting the array.
The builder overseeing this formation's erection sensed the cultivation boon granted by the Compassionate True Immortal surging within him and showed thrilled fervor.
Following an unexplainable gut feeling, he activated the great formation without delay.
This mortal realm exceeded Li Fan's native Great Xuan in size somewhat.
However, upon the Heaven and Earth Myriad Spirits Great Formation's launch, the once pristine azure heavens gained a sinister blood-red tint.
The crimson shade danced wildly across the firmament like strokes from a brush, eventually coalescing into a horrifying, monstrous blood-colored eye.
The enormous eye stared down indifferently at the crowds below, evoking a divine scrutiny.
At that instant, a wave of profound dread gripped every creature under the skies.
Driven by this primal horror, their frames shook violently, forcing them to crumple earthward.
Even prior to any real event, a pall of hopelessness already crept over the terrain.
Naturally, some bold souls challenged this blood-colored giant eye.
But their defiance amounted to mere skyward shouts and futile fury.
And the lone cultivator who crafted this realm's Heaven and Earth Myriad Spirits Great Formation remained rooted, fixated on the aerial blood eye.
He whispered to himself: “No, that's not right. How could it be like this?”