My Simulated Road to Immortality Chapter 2384 - 1771: Divine Flavor (Part 2)

Previously on My Simulated Road to Immortality...
The saints, aided by Zhang Fan's clones and the God creation Guests' guidance, successfully restore the shattered Mountain and Sea over a trillion years, completing the monumental project despite initial doubts. As the restoration finishes, the Life Cutting blade fades, and the saints feel a mix of relief and loss, dispersing into various paths while the God creation Guests retreat to the Eternal World. There, they incorporate the saints' Daos into a vast Dao Hall, planning to extend Mountain and Sea's stability for 100 billion years through cycles of True and False reconstruction of saints upon Dao Yan's inevitable return. Zhang Fan prepares to replace Mountain and Sea as the New God, grappling with a sense of insufficient power despite his profound growth. After 100 billion years, Dao Yan strikes again, severing Mountain and Sea and shocking the saints with the recurring catastrophe.

"Are they capturing us once more for the Mountain and Sea Reincarnation?"

"Curse it, this round I'll choose death over surrender!"

"Hmph! The God creation Guests may be powerful, but we're not helpless. If they push us further, then..."

While the All Saints continued to waver, Zhang Fan's mind had already spread across the entirety of Mountain and Sea.

"Turning the True to False."

A simple utterance, devoid of any feeling.

Instantly, the All Saints' existence was wiped out.

No disturbance stirred in the least.

"Mr. Fan's grasp on the True and False Dao deepens further," the Master of Slaying Destiny commended.

The abrupt vanishing of its Saints left Mountain Sea resembling a freighter stripped of its cargo, trembling violently amid the surges of Dao Yan.

In the following instant, it appeared poised to be devoured by the raging winds and clouds.

"False and True!"

Zhang Fan's icy voice resounded once more through Mountain Sea.

And thus...

Figures materialized one by one, scattering across various spots in Mountain Sea.

Including the Taichu Immortal Realm.

Exactly as before.

These fabricated Saints remained oblivious to all that had transpired.

Still lost in their previous recollections and routines.

"Let's proceed; recapturing them changes nothing."

The Master of Slaying Destiny let out a sigh.

The old fisherman, no longer thrilled like at the start, trailed behind in quietude.

Soon enough, the Mountain and Sea Reincarnation initiative kicked off anew.

However, aside from Zhang Fan and the God creation Guests, the other Saints had no inkling this marked their second round of toil.

"Mountain and Sea, Dao, True and False..."

Even after accomplishing such a monumental task, Zhang Fan felt no fatigue.

Instead, he pondered deeply, as an elusive sensation welled up within him.

Saint, the apex among Living Beings in Mountain Sea.

Yet he could obliterate them with a single notion, birth them with the next.

What need was there for more complications?

"Is this... the essence of godhood?"

A strange gleam flickered in Zhang Fan's gaze.

From then on, Zhang Fan grew more withdrawn and sparse in words.

As if submerged in contemplation and realization, he only sporadically informed the God creation Guests of updates.

Swiftly, Mountain and Sea underwent its second reincarnation.

Success in the project brought a span of tranquil epochs, only for ruin to follow suit.

This cycle, Mountain Sea endured in full for five billion years.

"Turning the True to False!"

"False and True!"

The God creation Guests executed their maneuvers once more.

A fresh reincarnation commenced.

Yet this time, a touch of numbness crept into their minds.

Lacking emotion, they operated in rote fashion.

.....

In this way, Mountain Sea cycled through reincarnations repeatedly.

With each iteration, Dao Yan's retaliations intensified.

The ultimate threshold for Dao Yan's emergence and Mountain Sea's engulfment, as reckoned by the God creation Guests, drew near.

Within the Eternal Void World.

"It's merely the final fragment left—why won't [True and False] emerge?"

Traces of calm deserted the visages of the God creation Guests.

The imprints of True and False Dao had nearly fully manifested ages ago.

But inexplicably, progress halted, refusing to advance.

Even through three full rounds of Mountain Sea Reincarnation, not a hint of headway appeared.

This sparked doubt among the God creation Guests.

Could their scheme truly prevail?

"Mr. Fan, your thoughts?" the Master of Slaying Destiny inquired.

His voice carried a hint of wariness.

Though Zhang Fan was absent, the Master of Slaying Destiny was certain that invoking his name would alert him.

Through the passing years, Zhang Fan's presence had turned ever more intangible.

Resembling the elusive True and False Dao—present yet veiled from the realm.

Their collective resolve had shifted to something spectral.

Zhang Fan's apparition lingered, yet they detected no further intents from it.

Shortly after, Zhang Fan's words resonated in their minds.

"We've exhausted our efforts. The spark of True and False remains unseen..."

"This realm, dubbed Eternal Void, stands aloof. Nonetheless, faint ties to Mountain Sea persist, stemming from Fake Yu Cun. To genuinely foster True and False, all external links must be cut, exiling it beyond Mountain Sea."

"There could be a faint hope."

The God creation Guests grasped the import of Zhang Fan's declaration.

After a stretch of muted reflection, almost with a sense of release: "Exert ourselves fully, yet yield to fate. We've accomplished more than enough."

"Very well," Zhang Fan replied succinctly.

In the ensuing instant, inside the Eternal World, the forms of all God creation Guests dissolved into myriad luminous specks.

Like cinders, they floated upward.

Converging toward a singular locus.

Thereafter, the whole of Mountain Sea followed suit.

As though an unseen blaze descended, it wordlessly incinerated all within Mountain Sea.

Devoid of agony, devoid of awareness.

In hushed stillness, Mountain Sea faded away, Living Beings perished, All Saints ceased to be.

All the cinders and luminous points amassed at one spot.

It became Zhang Fan.

He now fully comprehended the mindset of his former self.

Confronting the True God while safeguarding Mountain Sea was utter folly.

"Only through reverting all to origin can there emerge..."

"A narrow path to triumph."

A brief flicker of doubt crossed Zhang Fan's spirit.

Frankly, up to this point, he hadn't glimpsed any prospect of vanquishing the True God.

Yet the die was cast; retreat was impossible.

The full scope of Mountain Sea was ingested by Zhang Fan.

The Void Realm, robbed of its gains, erupted in rage.

Having utterly botched the directive from [Star], torrents of Dao Yan surged at Zhang Fan.

Yet oddly, soon after, turmoil afflicted even Dao Yan's core.

As if the Void Realm itself secretly foresaw this unfolding.

Zhang Fan, of course, recognized the cause.

"Sun Piaomiao, is it..."

"I'll grant you release."

"After all, it was once an element of Mountain Sea, unworthy of neglect."

The emptiness of the Void Realm paled beside [True and False], akin to petty tricks against grand arts.

Wherever his intent extended, erasure followed.

Or more precisely, reversion to the ordinary.

Both Mountain Sea and Void Realm ceased, the fabricated arena crumbling noisily.

What emerged beyond was laid bare.

In a mere heartbeat, boundless Starlight cascaded onto the cosmos.

Amid this deceptively known vista, Zhang Fan sensed the boundless wrath descending from on high.

Beneath the Starlight's glow, even the True and False Dao trembled.

But Zhang Fan only scoffed: "A skulking vermin, bold enough to challenge my radiance?"

Confronting the encroaching Starlight, Zhang Fan evaded not, retreated not.

His form swelled endlessly, embracing every ray of Starlight.

Enveloped in the Starlight, he discerned myriad disordered and wild notions.

And disjointed, baffling visions.

These visions bore no true import, simply echoing the bygone epochs of Mountain Sea or this world via Endless Samsara.

Yet each bore the heft of Mountain Sea.

Upon touching, clashes ignited.

Zhang Fan sat solitary, lifting his gaze to the heavens.

Feeling as if the cosmos's every star plummeted upon him.

Were it the newly assailed prior Zhang Fan, such a horrific assault would overwhelm him.

But after numerous Mountain Sea reincarnations, absorbing all, he now endured it with composure.

"As I declared, this so-called [Star] poses no threat to me."

"Only the God merits concern."

The vast stellar expanse slowly waned.

Zhang Fan quietly anticipated the climax's onset.