My Simulated Road to Immortality Chapter 2329 - 1742: Hai Zhen Before God
Previously on My Simulated Road to Immortality...
From the swirling nutrient vortex, the familiar white mist began to emerge.
Quietly and without drawing attention.
Meanwhile, the figure positioned as the hill's protector appeared frozen solid in ice.
His facial expression remained locked, frozen in the instant he pointed at the New God.
An unseen wave rippled outward, shattering the Guardian Hill's shadow bit by bit.
Unlike the quiet fading of the purple and Qing light spots, the Guardian Hill's collapse created a touch more disturbance.
No longer crumbling away in utter silence like some insignificant pest, it even rippled the nutrient vortex slightly.
Yet that was the extent of it.
Irresistibly, it dissolved into the breeze.
Yet bolstered by "True Yet False," the Guardian Hill's power clearly ranked at the pinnacle among Saints.
That final void-pointing finger ultimately inflicted some impact on the God.
It introduced minor cracks in the once-flawless nutrient vortex, this sacred realm of divine origin.
Thanks to this, Hai Zhen's white mist coiled protectively around Li Fan.
At the center, Li Fan now possessed a physical form and a wellspring of energy.
The white mist showed no dread toward the so-called divine radiance, boldly rushing forth from the emptiness.
Such turmoil inevitably caught the notice of the New "God."
Seized by an unseen colossal grip, the churning white mist abruptly solidified.
Next, under relentless squeezing, the white mist visibly densified.
"When the true turns false, the false becomes true!"
Like a desperate incantation, Li Fan repeated it silently in his mind.
Though driven by sheer terror as a reflex, it proved truly potent.
The frozen white mist surged once more. Thickening further, it shielded against every outer peril.
The divine pressure appeared to vanish entirely.
Within this realm, only the white mist and Li Fan inside it existed. The silence grew so profound it nearly choked him.
"Did Hai Zhen pull it off?" Li Fan wondered, heart still pounding from the scare.
Suddenly, the white mist trembled fiercely.
As though bombarded by endless fists from beyond, each blow rendered the dense white mist a fraction more see-through.
Before long, beyond the once-obscured white mist, faint outlines reemerged.
And then...
A massive, icy, devoid-of-emotion eye abruptly materialized at the white mist's boundary.
With an unyielding chill in its stare, it fixed upon Li Fan huddled deep inside the white mist.
In that instant, Li Fan's heart clenched like it was in a vise. Overwhelmed by utter terror, it quivered in agony.
His thoughts went entirely empty.
Without his mental anchor, the white mist's transparency intensified noticeably.
It even began to show hints of slowly scattering!
"No! It hasn't spotted me!"
Teetering on the edge of doom, after a momentary freeze. Survival's drive reignited Li Fan's racing mind.
In a heartbeat, a torrent of ideas surged, sharper than ever before.
"Back when I first entered the New God's view, my Divine Sense clashed and I blacked out completely."
"That time, the New God masqueraded as a corpse. Now, with its eye so near, why only a fleeting mental void?"
"This emptiness stemmed from my own panic, not any outer force from the New God."
In a sudden epiphany, Li Fan grasped it all.
Shielded by Hai Zhen's white mist, even with the New God's eye so close, it remained blind to him concealed inside.
The God hadn't detected him.
He had merely glimpsed the God.
"So, I truly evaded discovery."
With that realization, the dread melted away.
The white mist promptly grew denser once again.
In mere moments, wild twists and turns unfolded. And as Li Fan's perspective shifted, Hai Zhen's white mist responded in kind, a change he keenly felt.
"Shifts between truth and illusion work just like this."
As if gaining sudden insight, Li Fan crossed his legs in meditation, disregarding the lone, blazing divine eye overhead.
Within his spiritual awareness, he summoned memories of his former triumphs.
"The Mount Sea Saints, even the New God. They all materialized at my simple whim."
"No matter who claims the divine throne this round..."
"They can't dodge this inevitable fate."
"True, yet, false!"
Li Fan's gaze steadied, every trace of worry erased.
What lingered was unshakable certainty.
The mist responded to his will.
Increasing volumes of white mist poured from the void.
Rushing in with greater fury.
For an instant, gales howled and thunder boomed.
Stratum after stratum, they layered and piled high.
At last, the God's lone eye beheld nothing more.
In the final flicker before the divine eye vanished, a spark of fury pierced those eternally serene depths.
Then, a subdued growl echoed from afar, beyond the white mist.
"It's over!"
Feeling the peril withdraw, Li Fan exhaled deeply in relief.
Unexpectedly, a surge of exhaustion crashed over him.
Dizziness hit hard, leaving him utterly drained.
As if robbed of all vigor, he surrendered to the white mist's flow.
"What an immense toll this took?"
Li Fan's head throbbed heavily, his eyelids drooping like lead weights.
Though he had meant to scrutinize the nuances of Hai Zhen before and after.
He could only reluctantly give up.
And slipped into deep sleep.
...
Anchor Point 1 year.
The initial anchor point.
Upon waking once more, Li Fan still carried echoes of his previous life's tension.
His frame ached as if battered by relentless training sessions.
And this ache burrowed deep into his divine soul, an innate burden from the start.
Even after Li Fan swiftly advanced to the Unity Realm through cultivation, the soreness persisted.
It merely softened a little.
Li Fan held off on pursuing immortality anew, linking to the Infinite Sea.
He also delayed selecting the Hai Zhen inheritance path.
Rather, he reflected on the events of his prior life.
"One move truly ripples everywhere."
"Who could have foreseen that lightly plucking some wool from [Suo] would spark the onset of the Mountain Sea Divine Split Battle."