My Longevity Simulation

“The murmuring sound has appeared within the sea of consciousness of every cultivator who has ever entered the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance.”

“Although it exists only within their memories and seemingly cannot cause any disturbance, if its power continues to accumulate in secret over time and becomes sufficient to free Xuanyuan Tuo, then when it suddenly erupts, merely by virtue of its bizarre nature, I fear that most cultivators will be completely drained dry by a fragment of their own past memories.”

A sharp glint flickered in Li Fan’s eyes.

The Immortal Formation rapidly shrank, transforming into a single point of light. It carried the still unconscious Xuanyuan Tuo and the Heavenly Demon Phantom into Li Fan’s palm, where he sealed them within his body for suppression.

Then, facing toward the Xuanhuang Realm, Li Fan calmly extended his right hand.

The might of a True Immortal towered above all.

His palm descended upon the mortal world, crossing the Star Sea.

From the edge of the Star Sea, Li Fan struck out with a palm toward the Xuanhuang Realm.

He did not employ any Immortal-grade technique. He merely relied on the difference in the heights of their respective realms to launch an attack from above.

The True Immortal of the Immortal Ruins was deeply immersed in comprehending the Dao. Li Fan had already verified this several times throughout his previous reincarnations. As long as there was no energy fluctuation at the True Immortal level, nor any phenomenon related to the Dao Annihilation Calamity, it would not disturb her.

Even when faced with the world-destroying Immortal Formation, [Immortal Descent, All Things Return to Void], she had merely sent out a strand of divine sense to investigate.

Li Fan’s palm strike landed with precision upon the central four prefectures of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance in the Xuanhuang Realm.

Its target was not the Immortal Ruins, and there was no other energy leakage or diffusion.

The True Immortal of the Immortal Ruins remained completely unaware.

Li Fan’s enormous palm descended silently.

Not even the firmament of the Xuanhuang Realm showed the slightest abnormality.

Only the central four prefectures of the Immortal Alliance suddenly began shaking violently without warning, as though the apocalypse had arrived.

Li Fan extended his finger across the Star Sea, sensing carefully.

The central four prefectures of the Immortal Alliance were an extension of the internal space of the Tianxuan Mirror within the Xuanhuang Realm.

When Li Fan had first entered the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance, he had witnessed the countless black and white lines within the Tianxuan Mirror, crisscrossing in all directions.

The black and white lines collided with one another, the two colors continuously intertwining before ultimately forming a tiny point of nothingness. Countless such points flickered and alternated between appearing and disappearing, continuously extending outward through the void before eventually returning to color.

At the time, Li Fan had been unable to understand the meaning behind such a mysterious scene within the Tianxuan Mirror.

Now, however, he understood.

This was the Tianxuan Mirror using its own method to deconstruct the Xuanhuang Realm.

A sharp glint flashed in Li Fan’s eyes.

His five fingers were like blades, and in an instant, he severed the connection between the Tianxuan Mirror and the Xuanhuang Realm.

Then he curled his fingers and clenched them violently.

Feeling a slight backlash, Li Fan exerted a little more force and pulled.

His palm instantly crossed through spacetime, returning from the Xuanhuang Realm to the edge of the Star Sea.

It was like reaching underwater and pulling something out.

Li Fan looked at the palm of his hand.

Within it, a faint gloomy light flickered, and an ancient bronze mirror was struggling incessantly.

Li Fan narrowed his eyes.

From the main body of the Tianxuan Mirror before him, he sensed faint, barely perceptible lines extending toward the Xuanhuang Realm.

“These are the various restrictions established by Immortal Ancestor back then, as well as the connections between the Tianxuan Mirror, his human clone, and the numerous Tianxuan sub-mirrors.”

“As expected of what was once an Immortal Artifact. Even after crossing the entire Star Sea in an instant, it can still maintain the stability of these connections amid such drastic changes.”

Li Fan secretly praised it.

The reason he described it as something that had once been an Immortal Artifact was because Li Fan could not sense even the slightest fluctuation of immortal spiritual energy from the main body of the Tianxuan Mirror.

The few Immortal Artifacts preserved among the inheritance of the Xuanhuang Great Celestial Venerable still retained a trace of immortal spiritual qi, despite the consumption they had undergone through the generations of the Xuanhuang Realm.

The Tianxuan Mirror, however, seemed to have completely severed its connection with immortal spiritual qi.

“To a certain extent, it has transformed from Immortal to mortal.”

“An incomplete severance is equivalent to no severance at all. Perhaps only by severing it completely can one truly evade the attacks of the Dao Annihilation Calamity.”

Thinking of the Obliterating Wind Calamity he had previously witnessed within the surviving Immortal Artifacts of the Xuanhuang Realm, such as the Boundless Mirror, Li Fan fell into deep thought.

With a thought, a white ring flew out and firmly bound the main body of the Tianxuan Mirror.

Li Fan separated a strand of divine sense and entered it.

Now that he knew the murmuring demonic sound had been imprinted within the Tianxuan Mirror, he still had to proceed carefully.

Having already reached the immortal realm, even a strand of divine sense had transcended the mortal world.

The Tianxuan Mirror had been suppressed and forcibly taken away by a mysterious palm descending from beyond the heavens. At this moment, the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance had already fallen into unprecedented chaos.

Immortal Ancestral had originally established the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance within the Tianxuan Mirror precisely to guarantee its safety to the greatest possible extent.

He had never imagined that, many years later, this seemingly impregnable defense would be destroyed in an instant by an unknown existence.

Even though they knew they were facing an unimaginably terrifying existence, the people within the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance did not immediately abandon all hope of resistance.

All the Dharma-Transmitters gathered together.

Within the headquarters of the Immortal Alliance, every formation and restriction had been activated.

The highest level of emergency had been declared.

However...

In Li Fan’s eyes, all these measures were no different from children playing house.

If he wished, Li Fan could destroy every defensive measure of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance with nothing more than a single strand of divine sense.

But he did not do so.

His divine sense quietly infiltrated the headquarters, unnoticed by anyone.

His divine sense transformed into a physical body and stood within the Tianxuan Mirror.

Sensing the mysterious power faintly surrounding him, Li Fan realized that it was attempting to pull him into an illusion formed from the memories of Immortal Ancestor.

Although the murmuring sound was the work of a True Immortal level existence, it had ultimately been manifested through Immortal Ancestor Heavenly Sovereign as its vessel.

Against mortal beings, it might be invincible.

But against Li Fan, who had already reached the Half-Immortal realm, it was somewhat lacking in strength.

The moment Li Fan merely generated a thought of resistance, the murmuring sound was already unable to drag him any further.

Contact was mutual.

During the period when it attempted to erode Li Fan, Li Fan had also, on a certain level, “seen and heard” it.

In Xuanyuan Tuo’s impression, it had always been meaningless, empty murmuring.

But to Li Fan...

It was instead a solemn and sacred recitation of scripture.

“...False words, life upon life. Thought, spirit, body, soul, born in chaos, returning to chaos.”

“One exists eternally. Both lost and existing.”

Perhaps because Xuanyuan Tuo had only relayed a fragment of it, Li Fan tried his best to distinguish the words, yet he could only clearly hear this portion.

The rest consisted of rapid chanting that was hazy and indistinguishable.

This sacred yet bizarre chanting voice did not seem to come from any single person.

Rather, it seemed as though countless living beings were chanting together.

What made Li Fan feel faintly unnerved was that he could actually hear the voices of some familiar people within it.

It was not merely their voices or tones.

It was the words those old acquaintances had once spoken when they had interacted with him.

“Dao Xuanzi, you are going too far!”

“Twenty-nine years old, late-stage Qi Refining...”

“Young friend, what exactly are you expecting?”

“Tianyang's life has never been inferior to anyone!”

...

...and so on.

It was not limited to this life, but extended all the way back through Li Fan's past reincarnations.

Accompanying these voices, vague figures also appeared one after another within Li Fan's sea of consciousness.

Even without seeing their faces, Li Fan could easily distinguish each of their identities.

Under the influence of these chanting sounds, Li Fan even faintly experienced the same sensation that Xuanyuan Tuo had once possessed.

It seemed that through these phantoms from his memories, he could influence the real versions of them in the present!

Within the Tianxuan Mirror, the divine sense clone stood silently with its eyes closed, comprehending the profound mysteries.

Outside the Tianxuan Mirror, Li Fan's true body had long since prepared himself for any eventuality.

The mysterious chanting sound could actually project scenes from his past reincarnations through the memories of his soul. This alone was enough to demonstrate how extraordinary it was.

Although this did not necessarily mean that it had discovered the secret of his continuous reincarnation, Li Fan had no choice but to become extremely cautious.

One Immortal-grade formation ring after another was already in place, protecting him from all sides and ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

Fortunately, the worst-case scenario Li Fan had anticipated never occurred.

Li Fan did not lower his guard. Instead, he synchronized himself with everything his divine sense clone knew and experienced.

As he listened, Li Fan inexplicably began to feel a faint sense of familiarity.

After pondering for a moment, vaguely familiar voices emerged in his mind alongside his memories.

'The Dao, from primordial antiquity. Suffering, extinction.'

'Walk the path, cultivate thought, comprehend intent, proceed toward divinity.'

'Through a thousand paths the soul shifts, through a hundred tribulations the spirit turns.'

'Without calamity.'

...

This voice existed alongside the mysterious chanting sound.

The two resonated together. Not only did they fail to interfere with each other, but the voices transmitted by both sides actually became even clearer!

It was as if two figures had appeared before Li Fan, one on his left and one on his right, each explaining some profound principle of the Great Dao to him.

Li Fan was dazed for a moment, but he quickly recognized the source of this voice.

It was an Immortal Art recited by the Grand Mage of Heavenly Capital during the era of the Holy Emperor, when he was facing the Obliterating Wind Calamity.

In the previous life, when the Wordless Stele appeared and sought to transform everything into words engraved upon the stele, the Grand Mage had also recited this Immortal Art to avert disaster before the waterfall-like radiance.

At that time, Li Fan had also tried to memorize it after hearing it.

However, he had been met with the Grand Mage's disdain and ridicule.

Back then, Li Fan had not understood why. Now that he had ascended into the immortal realm and was hearing it again, he finally realized that, just like the mysterious chanting sound, although immortals and mortals heard the same passage, there was a crucial difference between them.

'The Dao is born, transmitted from primordial antiquity. Suffering and sorrow, the Dao's extinction.'

'Walk and merge thoughts, cultivate them, comprehend the Dao's intent, proceed toward divine divinity.'

'Through a thousand paths the soul shifts, through a hundred tribulations the spirit turns.'

'Infinite, boundless, without calamity.'

...

The difference between what immortals and mortals heard was as vast as heaven and earth!

Li Fan's mind trembled violently, and he could not help but immerse himself in this true Immortal Art for averting disaster.

“It seems that my body has not undergone any changes.”

“Yet it has been able to erase a certain degree of the erosion inflicted upon me by the mysterious chanting sound.”

A sharp light flashed in Li Fan's eyes. As inspiration struck him, he also began reciting this Immortal Art for averting disaster.

Under the shroud of the mysterious chanting sound, the faint sense of unease and dread in his heart gradually faded.

Li Fan himself had barely noticed this subtle fear.

Only after it truly disappeared did the obvious difference between before and after make him realize that it had existed in the first place.

“If I were affected by either one of these mysterious sounds alone, then even as a Half Immortal, I would inevitably become deeply trapped within it. But now that the two sounds are appearing together, they seem to have formed some kind of balance.”

“They are competing against each other, yet this has allowed me to remain unharmed.”

Li Fan let out a long breath.

The power of the True Immortal level was indeed bizarre and unfathomable. One truly could not afford to be careless when coming into contact with it.

“The Grand Mage's Dao sound is an Immortal Art for averting disaster.”

“Perhaps it is precisely because of this Immortal Art that he has been able to hide safely within the Xuanhuang Realm all this time without ever being disturbed.”

Having personally experienced the profound effects of the Immortal Art for averting disaster, Li Fan looked toward the mysterious chanting sound once more.

“Through phantoms of past memories, it can influence and alter reality?”

Looking at the countless phantoms standing within his sea of consciousness, Li Fan's gaze settled upon one of them.

His thoughts focused.

There was no fluctuation of Immortal spiritual energy, nor was there even the slightest fluctuation of mortal energy.

Yet something incredibly mysterious happened in an instant.

Xuanhuang Realm, Liuli Island.

He Zhenghao was staring intently at the small Tianxuan Mirror. Because of the earth-shaking incident in which Li Fan had struck with a single palm and the headquarters of the Immortal Alliance had disappeared, the prices of all resources had gone completely out of control, rising and falling like a roller coaster.

“Fuck, they will not even let me sell anymore.”

“This is the work of half my lifetime!”

He Zhenghao's eyes were bloodshot, and he had already fallen into a state of near madness.

But suddenly, his face turned deathly pale.

It was as if his brain had been split open by a tremendous blow. He collapsed directly onto the ground.

No one knew how much time passed before he finally recovered.

He was drenched in sweat, as though he had lost half his life.

“Spirit Mist Grass?”

“All my contribution points were completely wasted?”

“Hidden Dragon Art of Mountains and Rivers?”

...

He Zhenghao stared at the countless memories that had suddenly surfaced in his mind and was instantly stunned.

“Have I suffered such a huge blow that I am hallucinating?”

The memories that appeared in his mind were far too complicated and chaotic. He Zhenghao spent a long time barely managing to sort them out.

“This... it is far too real. It is practically as though I personally experienced all of this. What exactly is going on?”

The more he organized the memories, the more horrified and incredulous He Zhenghao became.

“But the Hidden Dragon Art of Mountains and Rivers? Is this not the cultivation technique I have dreamed of day and night and yearned for more than anything?”

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, and his expression changed drastically.

“Could this... actually be real?”

He Zhenghao carefully copied down the words that had emerged from his memories.

He had only written the opening lines when his body suddenly stiffened uncontrollably.

“There is absolutely no mistake. This is the genuine Hidden Dragon Art of Mountains and Rivers.”

“It actually appeared in my mind on its own. Does that mean I have just saved hundreds of thousands of contribution points?!”

He Zhenghao's heart began pounding violently.

But soon, he remembered the strict enforcement of the Immortal Alliance's Guardian Hall, and his spirits immediately sank like a frostbitten eggplant.

“Wait, the Immortal Alliance headquarters has disappeared. The Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance can barely protect itself now. Who would even care about leaked cultivation techniques?”

“In this chaotic age, heroes and monsters are emerging everywhere. Perhaps this is an opportunity for people like us.”

For some unknown reason, a hint of dangerous light appeared in He Zhenghao's eyes.

“Xuantian Spirit Locking Formation?”

After that, as He Zhenghao sorted through his memories, more and more unexpected gains and pleasant surprises emerged.

...

At the frontier of the Star Sea, after Li Fan used the power of the mysterious chanting sound to alter He Zhenghao's memories, a mysterious change also occurred within his own body.

Li Fan keenly sensed that several strands of spiritual power had somehow appeared inside his body.