My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1149: Annihilation Destroys the Festering Sore
Previously on My Longevity Simulation...
The Qingxuan Army had been stationed at the Chizha Abyss for an exceedingly long time.
Many among them were born in this place and remained until their final moments, never venturing beyond.
Kin, companions.
All that was familiar to them flourished and faded away inside the Eternal Immortal Fortress.
The genuine splendor of the Xuanhuang Realm they defended remained unknown to most Qingxuan Army members except through tales from the Tianxuan Mirror.
They had never beheld it personally.
The dread of the Chizha Abyss prevented them from even dreaming of departure.
However, now…
Li Fan’s arrival ignited a spark of optimism in their perpetually dismal existence.
"If those two lords unite their efforts, they could indeed quiet the demonic sound for good…"The Qingxuan Army burst into jubilant shouts, gazes brimming with anticipation, locked firmly on Li Fan and Shang Shaojun positioned beyond the abyss.
"The harshest fate is offering hope only to crush it afterward," Shang Shaojun murmured with a faint sigh, casting a look at the faces of his followers.
"I consented to your proposal due to the circumstances. Honestly, I'm not hopeful," he sent via transmission.
"The core issue of the Chizha Abyss goes beyond merely the demonic sound. Were that all, a single Dharma-Transmitter from the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance could subdue it without effort. What alarms the Immortal Alliance's leaders is the warped Dao of world annihilation emerging from the abyss's core."
"It resembles a gaping sore. Probing it would release foul discharge, spreading contamination across the Xuanhuang Realm…"
Without alternatives, Shang Shaojun disclosed the reason the Immortal Alliance opted to watch over the abyss instead of eradicating the danger outright.
"The demonic sound serves as a mere indicator. To truly mute it, suppression of the noise must pair with mending the injury."
Shang Shaojun intended his revelation to deter Li Fan from pulling him down to the abyss's depths.
Yet, unexpectedly, Li Fan displayed no shock upon absorbing the details, behaving as though the secrets of the Chizha Abyss were already familiar to him.
He even offered a subtle smile and replied, "The demonic sound acts as a symptom, and the wound…"
"Serves as a symptom too."
"The Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao revolves endlessly through birth and ruin. A typical world injury would mend in no more than a hundred years. But the Chizha Abyss has persisted for hundreds of years, showing no decline and only intensifying. Doesn't that stir your interest, Young Lord?"
Shang Shaojun stiffened at these words.
"You..."
His eyes toward Li Fan brimmed with doubt.
He had initially viewed Li Fan as a formidable cultivator overflowing with noble fervor, yet now it appeared otherwise...
"My background holds no importance; the key is you, Young Lord," Li Fan stated.
"Aren't you intrigued by the happenings inside the White Mist Maze and the odd stance of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance at that time?"
Shang Shaojun's face changed: "Are you affiliated with the Five Elders Association?"
Li Fan denied it with a shake of his head: "I am simply an earnest individual who refuses to let the reality be concealed."
Following that, Li Fan settled into a cross-legged position with his sword: "I'll remain here for three days."
"In three days, I'll grasp my sword and plunge into the abyss."
"Regarding whether you choose to join me, Young Lord... I won't compel you."
Shang Shaojun stayed quiet.
His form wavered like rippling water and disappeared.
Three days elapsed swiftly.
In that period, Li Fan maintained vigil at the abyss's rim.
Each time demonic sounds surfaced, he dispatched them with ease using his sword light.
The Qingxuan troops in the Eternal Immortal Fortress regarded Li Fan's silhouette with reverence.
A few astute ones captured footage of Li Fan's sword light overcoming the demonic sounds.
They reviewed the scenes over and over.
Some derived understandings from it, markedly boosting their power.
As the designated moment arrived, Holy Embryo Li Fan acted without delay.
Beneath the onlookers' stares, he ascended and walked steadily into the Chizha Abyss's profound layers.
He displayed no desire to await Shang Shaojun.
While Li Fan readied himself to proceed solo, murmurs spread inevitably through the Eternal Immortal Fortress.
Regardless of Shang Shaojun's lofty status, failing to act here would shatter his reputation beyond repair.
These Qingxuan warriors were his devoted adherents, nurtured across a century. Forfeiting their sincere allegiance would strike a severe blow to Shang Shaojun.
Given his prowess, descending far into the Chizha Abyss and failing to quell the demonic sounds would at worst leave him wounded. Survival posed no challenge.
Therefore, Li Fan felt assured that Shang Shaojun would show up.
Even if just trailing after to put on a display.
Indeed, right as Li Fan boldly entered the Chizha Abyss, Shang Shaojun materialized precisely on cue.
"Escort the Army Leader!"
The Qingxuan soldiers' booming acclamations echoed, cutting off sharply once Li Fan had completely descended into the abyss.
"My previous visit here was almost three centuries back," Shang Shaojun's voice emerged from the rear.
Li Fan offered no reply, merely surveying the environment.
The vista bore resemblance to the Netherworld.
Boundless gloom, piercing the soul with cold. What set it apart were the persistent dark crimson light streams, akin to the circulating lifeblood of some primordial creature.
From these scarlet light streams, powdery remnants sporadically floated free.
Li Fan extended his hand to grasp a fragment. A decaying essence immediately started corroding his form from the touch point.
Within mere breaths, Holy Embryo Li Fan's frame dissolved into identical powdery remnants.
A sword light sliced through the obscurity, and Li Fan revived from his inner realm.
"These residues stem from corruption by the Dao of a world's mangled upheaval and demise," Shang Shaojun conveyed. "This is just the abyss's peripheral zone. Deeper in, the corruption strengthens. It can even corrupt and demolish the bedrock of our cultivation."
He meant cultivation bedrock, like Foundation Establishment artifacts or Nascent Soul Cave-Heavens.
Provided these fresh law bases stayed whole, cultivators could keep reforming. But if impaired, the cultivator would inevitably fall.
"Additionally, guard against abrupt surges of demonic sound waves," Shang Shaojun went on. "The demonic sounds beyond the abyss differ vastly from those inside. In the past, I boasted of my ironclad resolve, but I scarcely withstood a handful of breaths before those horrifying whispers almost shattered my mind."
...
Shang Shaojun kept talking, yet Li Fan paid him no heed, resolutely advancing toward the abyss's core.
Along his path, sword lights flashed, extinguishing all traces of the lingering crimson blood phantoms.
Shang Shaojun watched for a bit and saw that the odd forms exhibited no revival, inwardly amazed.
"This is the [Sword of Annihilation]," Li Fan's voice unexpectedly sounded in his mind. "Wherever its glow falls, everything dissolves into void."
"A suppurating lesion requires only thorough excision," he remarked steadily.
"Concerning those demonic sounds..."
"I possess a peerless sacred method to impart to you, guaranteeing your protection."