My Simulated Road to Immortality Chapter 2368 - 1763: Master of Slaying Destiny (Part 2)

A enigmatic silhouette traversed boundless time and space right then, manifesting directly in front of him.

It turned out to be [Real]!

As the mastermind behind Li Fan’s scheme, every element infused into the divine body fell completely under His command.

No deed, idea, or feeling could slip past His watchful eye.

Therefore, the instant Zhang Fan displayed hints of slipping from grasp, He stepped in without delay.

The knack for swiftly detecting bonds between the execution god bodies had caught even [Real] off guard.

The force that split Zhang Fan from his own self appeared to hover persistently in the atmosphere.

[Real] observed it briefly before comprehension dawned suddenly.

"Master of Slaying Destiny."

Next, He turned His gaze toward the location of the god creation guests.

Without stirring the slightest disturbance, the god creation guests along with the shelter world they had built vanished soundlessly from the mountain sea ahead of schedule.

Afterward, [Real] eyed the frozen Zhang Fan, pausing in uncertainty for a beat.

Though the All Gods Transformation appeared to spiral beyond bounds, who could swear it wasn’t woven into the foreseen shifts?

Right as [Real] wavered, Li Fan’s words rang out abruptly.

"If it is a variable, it has its significance."

"Let’s see what level he can reach."

The words reverberated endlessly, while [Real]’s form had already faded away, heading back.

...

"Let’s all charge up there together, capture that figure behind the scenes, wouldn’t that be joyous." Thoughts churned once more in Zhang Fan’s mind.

Throughout the ordeal, he remained oblivious to [Real]’s visit, unaware of how his destiny teetered on the brink.

Once he mended his wounds a bit, Zhang Fan turned his focus to pondering the divine technique he’d just grasped, the one that dodged the sway of [All Known].

"That sensation surely stemmed from the butcher who now and then preps the fisherman’s haul."

Not every catch from the Old Fisherman of Mountains and Seas got released back into the waters.

In those uncommon instances of delight with his prizes, he’d tote them along for fun, akin to the stone tablet.

Prior to taking them, he’d typically pass them to a ragged butcher for processing.

Once the butcher’s blade struck, the fisherman could then tuck away his treasures securely.

"So evident, no mere cultivator. But up until now, I’ve always overlooked them on instinct."

"Such power..." Alarm stirred within Zhang Fan’s thoughts.

The moment the butcher’s image surfaced in his spirit consciousness, the pull toward that dao path intensified steadily.

A pristine and rapid blade gleam flickered repeatedly across Zhang Fan’s spirit consciousness.

Gradually, he mimicked the motion, slashing at the empty air with an imaginary knife.

As if in reply, a single strand of hair drifted downward.

Then came thousands more, scattering like falling snow.

Myriad crimson streaks erupted all at once across Zhang Fan’s frame, the toll for severing the Heavenly Destiny Child’s bonds.

Far from terror, an irrepressible grin spread over Zhang Fan’s face.

"Slaying Destiny Knife, what a perfect title!"

Breaking free from chains, defying doom.

With the blade’s strike, all links dissolved.

The grip of [All Known] weakened bit by bit. The persistent fog that had loomed over Zhang Fan’s mind at last began to clear.

A profound feeling of safety wrapped around his core.

Zhang Fan shut his eyes and plunged into a profound slumber.

When he roused, he discovered he still drew breath, every wound fully mended.

"If I get a chance, I must return and properly thank those predecessors." The quiet resolve formed in Zhang Fan’s mind.

He understood full well that his escape from the Heavenly Destiny Child’s fated path owed nothing to his own rarity. It came solely from the subtle guardianship of mighty entities, the fisherman among them.

"I just wonder, what realm are they in?"

"Is it possible that they’re all Mountain Sea Saints?"

As these notions swirled, Zhang Fan pressed on, slicing away every lingering tie.

When just a slender thread persisted, the Slaying Destiny Knife wavered before descending.

As the blade’s glow lifted, an overwhelming dread flooded Zhang Fan’s being.

As though snapping that filament would spell his instant end.

After a prolonged internal struggle, Zhang Fan heeded his gut and held back from the cut.

"It’s not time yet."

"Perhaps when I prove the Tao of the Saint, can this knife truly be swung." Some clarity dawned on Zhang Fan.

"Speaking of which, could it be that I’m truly exceptionally gifted? This [Slaying Destiny Knife] divine technique is profoundly mysterious. My comprehension is incredibly smooth, and its usage is increasingly effortless. And there are other divine techniques..."

Despite deep rumination, Zhang Fan couldn’t unravel it and chalked it up in the end to the hidden aid from the mighty forces orchestrating events.

He’d never suspect that every god creation guest, the fisherman included, had been wiped out by [Real].

Various dao paths now stood temporarily unclaimed.

He alone in the mountain sea linked to these dao paths at present, essentially claiming the god creation guests’ inheritance, which smoothed his grasp to an extraordinary degree.

Zhang Fan pushed such musings aside.

Right now, his sole drive burned toward vengeance against Zhou Fan.

"Now, it’s my turn to hide in the shadows. Hopefully, you won’t be easily caught by me." Zhang Fan’s gaze sharpened, a chill gleaming in his eyes.

Zhou Fan’s [All Known] divine technique had inflicted endless torment on him.

If he let this wrong go unanswered, wouldn’t he fall short of even being called human?

Before long, Zhang Fan departed the mortal realm where he’d recuperated, slipping off to hunt covertly for signs of Zhou Fan.

Yet Zhou Fan proved exceptionally wary.

Through [Real]’s shared awareness, Zhang Fan had already eliminated close to a hundred Heavenly Destiny Children, but traces of him remained elusive.

With the Heavenly Destiny Children dwindling so sharply in mere moments, the anomaly hadn’t escaped notice.

All of them ceased bold actions and burrowed into concealment at once.

This derailed Zhang Fan’s path of retribution yet again.

The chaotic mountain sea plunged unexpectedly into a strange tranquility.

After laboring to track down and assimilate yet another Heavenly Destiny Child, a sharp warning flared in Zhang Fan’s core.

"Strange, the sudden disappearance of too many at once."

"Something doesn’t add up..."

"Is it possible that besides me, someone else is hunting Heavenly Destiny Children?"

His pulse quickened abruptly, as if affirming the suspicion.

Zhang Fan’s features hardened instinctively.

"Who could it be?"

Reflecting on it, Zhang Fan felt no astonishment.

After all, the surge of Heavenly Destiny Children in such a brief span was downright excessive.

They clashed among themselves, heedless of the other powerhouses in the mountain sea.

Besides, each bore a [Real] Supreme Treasure, bound to spark jealousy.

"Those with the means and incentive ought to number among the Mountain Sea Saints."

In days gone by, Zhang Fan yearned to ford the Dao Yan to the far shore and the Holy Dynasty, beholding the Saints’ splendor.

These days, he had to steer clear of them.

"I’m strong enough now. With divine techniques in hand, exterminating transcendent cultivators is like slaughtering chickens and dogs.

Yet not strong enough. Even without having directly fought a Saint, I have some sense. Now, I’m absolutely no match for the Saint Realm."

"Unable to break through in the short term. For self-preservation, I still need to rely on True and False Changes!"

Over time, the True and False Dao absorbed and accumulated by Zhang Fan has become considerable.