My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1175: Two Immortals Suspected in the Star Sea

In fact, the term “perhaps” might as well be erased completely.

Should the Xuanhuang Realm suffer a tremendous upheaval soon, it's virtually assured that one of Li Fan’s deeds in this life brought it about.

“The fundamental origin of the Xuanhuang Realm’s tremor likely stems from the pulling power of the Immortal Ruins.”

“The core issue rests here. What merit or skill do I hold to possibly impact the Immortal Ruins?”

Memories from this life raced swiftly through Li Fan’s mind.

By discarding every implausible choice, Li Fan ended up with a handful of questionable prospects.

The enigmatic presence in the Chizha Abyss where a world fragment was newly inserted.

The unseen existence in the Life-Death Labyrinth that gathers the remains of cultivators.

And……

The transfer and shifting of the Five Elements Great Cave-Heaven.

Given Li Fan’s present power, be it his true form or his duplicates, he remained utterly unable to alter the Immortal Ruins even slightly.

That said, his endeavors could sway and modify the destinies of those formidable entities able to rattle the Immortal Ruins, thus sparking alterations.

“Regardless, barely more than a month remains. All I need is to endure with patience.”

The Holy Embryo Li Fan stayed quiet.

As the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance shifted into urgent battle readiness, the Holy Dynasty of Great Qi followed suit.

Shortly before, a royal edict declared that the Holy Emperor planned to experiment with a sacred technique in the emptiness beyond Great Qi. It could trigger certain tremors, but these would be routine occurrences. No cause for alarm.

The residents of Great Qi had already elevated their reverence for the Holy Emperor to a level bordering on obsession.

Of course, they accepted every pronouncement as fact.

Upon receiving word, the populace experienced neither worry nor dread. On the contrary, they overflowed with eagerness to witness the might of the Holy Emperor’s sacred technique.

Deep within the concealed chamber under the Holy Emperor’s palace.

Yin Shangren faced Li Ping directly.

“Those young talents you dispatched to me earlier are truly gifted. A few prove even brighter than I expected. Two have already achieved foundation establishment under my tutelage. The rest won’t trail far.”

“Embracing from the outset that Foundation Built Upon Oneself stands as the sole true path certainly eases the cultivation process immensely.”

Yin Shangren started by reviewing the latest achievements, then abruptly switched topics: “I’ve felt uneasy these days. I hear you’re testing a sacred technique? Keep well clear and don’t wreck this minor realm.”

“I rather enjoy this place.” Yin Shangren remarked calmly.

Li Ping nodded in assent, yet his thoughts swirled: “Yin Shangren serves as a world soul leeching off the Xuanhuang Realm. If even he senses a faint disturbance, then the Xuanhuang Realm truly faces an impending crisis.”

Time crept onward amid collective eagerness.

Unnoticed by all, more than a hundred stone puppets silently ascended into the skies over the Xuanhuang Realm.

Right at the world’s frontier, merely a step from plunging into the abyss.

They lingered inside the Xuanhuang Realm’s domain, spared from the Immortal Ruins’ drawing force.

Nevertheless, their vantage granted a sweeping panoramic view of the entire Xuanhuang Realm.

These constructs were, naturally, fashioned by Li Ping.

Their sole role lay in witnessing and documenting the Xuanhuang Realm’s tremor occurrence.

The stone puppets hovered motionless in the air, poised for the awaited spectacle.

The foretold date from the Dharma-Transmitter neared ever closer.

On that fateful day, abruptly, Li Fan’s primary self inside the Derivation Law Jade space, the Holy Embryo Li Fan beyond the Chizha Abyss, Li Fan’s duplicate within the Boundless Mirror, and Holy Emperor Li Ping amid the Holy Dynasty of Great Qi.

All experienced a sudden stir within at the precise moment.

Each lifted their gaze to the heavens simultaneously.

Back in the Tianxuan Spirit Locking cycle, Ji Hongdao had slain every cultivator across a full prefecture in an instant. Through a desperate mutual annihilation tactic, he drove the Longevity Immortal Realm’s One-Heart Heavenly Sovereign to flee back to the Five Elders Association.

During that event, the abrupt severance of countless cultivators’ ties lightened the Xuanhuang Realm unexpectedly.

It quaked relentlessly and bellowed in fury.

Every entity inside perceived the peril, as though a colossal doom loomed, ready to erase them utterly in the blink of an eye.

Li Fan had endured that sensation firsthand before.

Now, this feeling amplified itself over a hundredfold.

Boom!

With no prior sign, the Xuanhuang Realm erupted into savage tremors.

It felt like a colossal being wrenched the whole realm asunder with brutal force.

Fissures burst forth from the ground’s every crevice, racing outward in all directions. In moments, the once-smooth landscape scarred deeply.

Innumerable ridges cleaved through their cores. Others fully disintegrated, tumbling into fresh-formed gulfs below.

Even if the surface upheavals failed to instill raw horror in the sky-dwelling cultivators, the ensuing distortions in the white mist wall barrier left every cultivator in the Xuanhuang Realm shuddering beyond restraint.

The white mist wall barrier, spanning from sky to soil and appearing eternally unchanging, now warped and splintered.

White mist leaked from its sealed confines, billowing into the beyond.

All it touched, it stripped the vitality from every life form.

Thus, the prefectures’ borders transformed.

And via the hundred elevated stone puppets, Li Fan beheld it all with stark clarity.

The essence-devouring white mist drew toward some external lure outside the Xuanhuang Realm, surging forth in mighty swells.

Yet, bound by an opposing restraint, the mist remained trapped within the Xuanhuang Realm.

Precisely this clash of tugs shattered the white mist wall barrier.

As the realm twisted in chaos, spiritual energy raged wildly.

Li Fan distinctly witnessed below in the Xuanhuang Realm, gales, blazes, thunderbolts, inundations…

Every manner of catastrophe crashed down abruptly.

Driven by the berserk spiritual energy, their ferocity swelled a hundredfold, nay a thousandfold past the norm.

Still, the Xuanhuang Realm’s quaking pressed on unceasingly.

This ordeal stretched far longer than anyone foresaw.

At last, the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance’s cultivators sprang into motion.

They burst from their hovering strongholds, quelling spiritual energy frenzies while striving to mend the myriad distortions from the realm’s furious convulsions.

In the midst of sky-rending, earth-cracking turmoil, their efforts proved laborious.

Yet no deadly perils arose.

Still, the realm’s thrashing inevitably bred an overwhelming terror in its dwellers.

Nearly all cultivators could only gawk in helplessness, silently imploring the calamity’s hasty end.

No further actions lay within their grasp.

Li Fan had beheld authentic doomsday spectacles in times past.

This degree of tremor paled to utter insignificance against an Immortal Ruins immortal glancing the Xuanhuang Realm into oblivion.

Hence, he dismissed the celestial disturbances, surveying the chaos with serene detachment.

“Peculiar…”

“The root of the drawing force behind this realm-rattling quake…”

Suddenly, a subtle discord stirred in Li Fan’s core.

With a mere notion, the hundred boundary-lingering stone puppets drifted beyond the edge into the boundless vacuum.

Bereft of the Xuanhuang Realm’s safeguard, the puppets fell prey to the immense pull, drifting helplessly toward a fixed path.

But as their separation from the Xuanhuang Realm widened, Li Fan affirmed the oddity he’d glimpsed.

The drawing force sparking this colossal Xuanhuang Realm tremor this round stemmed not from the Immortal Ruins.

Rather, it arose from the profoundest reaches of the Darkest Star Sea!