My Simulated Road to Immortality Chapter 2375 - 1767: Fake Yu Cun
Previously on My Simulated Road to Immortality...
"Then let me see who will truly be the final victor." The True God of this world had issued a death decree, yet Li Fan's determination stayed rock-solid.
Thoughts swirled in his mind, summoning a host of glowing beams around him, akin to stars scattered across the night sky.
These rays captured the reflections, emotions, and realizations he had shared with his avatars before.
It felt like he was reliving endless rounds of Mountain and Sea Reincarnation once more, each cycle pursuing a unique Dao.
A heavenly brush seemed to stroke endlessly, transforming the once sparse Dao Hall into a more majestic and revered space, gradually reclaiming its prime amid the mountains and seas.
The True and False Changes loomed over the Dao Hall, merging with the Hai Zhen illusion that now felt increasingly tangible. Faint outlines of facial features started to emerge on its form.
It shared about seventy to eighty percent resemblance with Li Fan, while blending in traits from various "Heavenly Destiny Children."
Even more striking were the shifts happening inside Li Fan's own being.
"I am only me, even if I reincarnate countless times in this realm, I would remain unchanged."
Starlight enveloped Li Fan, casting a glow over his figure.
But this light brought no alteration to Li Fan himself.
Like a blazing torch in the emptiness and gloom, the starlight allowed Li Fan to clearly perceive his true self.
"This Dao Hall shines with grandeur and splendor; it could readily overpower all creatures in the mountains and seas. Yet against that True God, it proves completely worthless."
"Every Dao and Law in the Mountain Sea originates from the True God. No matter one's cultivation level, all face the inescapable Returning to God's Tribulation. If there's any outlier... it might be [Real]."
"[Real] resembles a God's innate divine power, letting a god endure forever across infinite reincarnations. Thus, nothing here—not even gods—can avoid the reality of [True and False]."
"Put another way, a god serves as the authentic vessel for [Hai Zhen]. But unlike me, an outsider, He fails to preserve His memories through successive true shifts."
"Even with that quality, relying on True and False Changes to kill a god remains futile."
"Both Zhang Fan and Zhen Shi Yin view me as the lord of the True and False Dao. However, the sole entity worthy of that title is the [God]. Lacking the True and False Dao, a god barely qualifies as a True God, just a fleeting God creation Guest born from coincidence."
"[Hai Zhen] and the True God cannot coexist in the world. By blocking [Hai Zhen] from Returning to God, I could effectively halt the True God's arrival. Unfortunately..."
"I can’t do it."
Memories flooded Li Fan of the mountains and seas' final moments.
"All things return to god, the unavoidable fate of every existence. Once the flow sets in, not even [True and False] can break free."
"From this angle, it confirms my earlier theory. Only I hold the power to slay the god. The difference is, I lacked a concrete plan before. But now..."
Li Fan's eyes dropped to the lingering "Zhang Fan" in the mountain sea.
"Maybe this offers the key to breaking the stalemate."
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"Have you found anything?"
Zhen Shi Yin's voice rang out near his ear, snapping Zhang Fan from his brief daze.
Moments earlier, when their eyes locked, the sight of those endless tempting shadows had pulled Zhang Fan's thoughts astray.
It was like tumbling into a dream state.
He appeared to endure a wild array of strange occurrences, yet upon snapping awake, every detail had slipped from his memory.
Just those two layered silhouettes, eerie like ghosts, kept flickering in Zhang Fan's vision.
Sending chills racing through his entire body.
After honestly describing the visions to Zhen Shi Yin, the latter sank into deep thought.
Yet the mountain sea granted them scant time.
The Tree of Truth and Falsehood had fully withered, and the Dao Yan waves surged forward with dark menace once more.
As the mountain sea crumbled, the end times swept back in.
This round left no chance for another glance backward.
With the world's fate hurtling toward its fixed end, Zhen Shi Yin appeared to reach a firm decision.
"It’s time to talk to old friends."
"Follow me."
A dim glow wrapped around Zhang Fan, whisking him through the fracturing mountain sea in an instant.
They reached an odd location.
The heart of the Infinite Sea, home to the mountain sea's core foundation.
If the mountain sea showed yearly growth rings, this spot marked the very first one.
Primeval, ancient aura drifted freely.
By this point, though, the deep mountain sea's basic order was starting to break apart.
Still, a thread of Silver Radiance gleamed prominently here.
Zhen Shi Yin guided Zhang Fan straight into the Silver Radiance.
In that moment, Zhang Fan felt like he had stepped back into the protected realm housing the old fisherman and the many God creation Guests.
The oppressive weight of Returning to God's conclusion lifted right away.
Zhang Fan tried scanning this realm, but even with his strength, his Divine Sense faced heavy restraint.
He managed only a vague overview.
Endless, expansive, without bounds. Its vastness rivaled the present mountain sea.
Devoid of world developments or life forms, it stood as a hollow cosmos.
Separate from the mountain sea's flow, time stood still here.
The mountain sea's collapse couldn't touch it at all.
Though doom raged outside, this place held onto its timeless calm.
"Where is this..." Zhang Fan muttered in confusion for a beat.
"An old friend came to visit, yet you do not show yourself!" Zhen Shi Yin's words boomed repeatedly, lingering in the air.
A shape materialized, stirring faint waves.
"Almost at death’s door, still running to my place, for what?" The arrival looked like a weary man. His tone carried no vigor, as though roused from sleep.
"Eh? Who is this by your side..." But spotting Zhang Fan, a spark lit in the weary man's eyes.
Without a further word, he moved to seize Zhang Fan.