My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1084: The Sword of Life Prevails

"Who could that be? Just at the Golden Core stage, but acting so boldly? Hasn't he witnessed Senior Brother Hua, in the late Nascent Soul phase, getting beaten in one strike moments ago?"

"It's inner sect disciple Ji Zhaoxuan! He tends to stay quiet and low-key normally. No one expected him to come out at such a crucial time!"

"Excellent! Truly a Heavenly Sword Sect disciple. Even knowing victory is impossible, he still pulls out his sword! This courage alone sets him apart from the other inner sect members!"

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Discussions erupted among the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples nearby: some filled with disdain, others with praise, and some with deep respect.

Disregarding the chatter surrounding him, Li Fan kept his eyes locked directly on Mr. Bai: "Your power undoubtedly exceeds mine by a wide margin. However, when it comes to grasping the sword Dao, I'm afraid you might not outdo me."

Full of assurance in his words, Li Fan watched as Mr. Bai offered only a subtle smile, making no denial.

"Therefore, for this duel today, we should focus solely on whose sword Dao prevails, ignoring the difference in our strengths!"

These statements left everyone in the area completely taken aback.

"Does he intend for the opponent to hold back his cultivation to the Golden Core level during the fight?"

"Is something like that even possible?"

"Bah! What a cheeky demand!"

"It doesn't seem too outrageous, though. Considering how profound this visitor's cultivation is, if he used his true might, likely only the eldest senior brother could stand against him."

In response to Li Fan's rather bold proposal, Mr. Bai showed no annoyance. He simply nodded with a grin and replied: "Don't worry, I always avoid overpowering the less strong with my might."

With those words, the immense pressure radiating from him settled down right away. It matched exactly the late Golden Core level of Ji Zhaoxuan, the body Li Fan now inhabited.

Li Fan formed a respectful fist salute, his face serious: "Then..."

"Witness my sword!"

The phrase "Witness my sword" had barely escaped his lips when Li Fan launched his attack.

By the moment the spectators caught Li Fan's call, an enormous sword phantom had already materialized across the skies and land.

Descending from above, its point aimed directly at the top of Mr. Bai's skull.

Encircling this colossal blade, innumerable divine swords in diverse forms appeared to be fused into it. The huge sword stood as the sovereign of all blades, summoning intersecting sword qi and weaving beams of brilliant light.

And right then, every Heavenly Sword Sect disciple observing the scene lost command over their personal lifebound swords at the giant sword's emergence. The weapons shot into the sky one by one, floating there with soft buzzing from their edges, as though offering tribute.

Beyond that, the whole Heavenly Sword Sect quivered faintly.

As though a profound presence buried deep inside the Heavenly Sword Sect was stirring to life.

This astounding display immediately captured the focus of every cultivator in the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Innumerable silhouettes hurried to the spot.

When a figure clutching a wine flask, stumbling in a tipsy manner, showed up, it prompted a unified intake of breath from the crowd: "The eldest senior brother?!"

"The eldest senior brother has arrived!"

At this instant, Heavenly Sword Sect's Situ Yao shed his typical laid-back demeanor. His face turned solemn as he fixed his stare on Li Fan and Mr. Bai, locked in their confrontation.

However, the developments beyond the arena appeared to leave these two entirely unaffected.

The very second the massive sword shadow emerged amidst the host of blades, a brief glint of astonishment crossed Mr. Bai's gaze.

For he felt the wooden sword he held grow noticeably lighter all of a sudden.

As though...

The sword Dao essence gathered on the wooden sword had transferred over to the foe in a flash!

"Utilizing False Misconversion of the Heavenly Dao, merged with my insight into the Heavenly Wonder of the wooden sword. With the surprise factor, it's sufficient to seize command of the Xuanhuang Sword Dao right away!"

"Yet Mr. Bai embodies the Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao himself. This False Misconversion of the Heavenly Dao can only work once."

"Thus, just a single opportunity exists!"

Li Fan's mind achieved an unprecedented serenity.

Guided by his will, the enormous sword transitioned from phantom to solid form, while the encircling array of swords all took shape.

It resembled a fierce rainstorm, bursting forth without warning.

Myriad razor-sharp swords ripped through the void, creating a horrifying tempest that engulfed and devastated the surroundings.

All the witnesses paled and scrambled back in haste.

Still, numerous Nascent Soul and even Soul Transformation experts found themselves flung around wildly by this sudden barrage of swords, struggling to steady themselves.

To say nothing of those with weaker foundations.

"Is this some kind of prank? How can a Golden Core expert unleash such devastation?"

"Perhaps Ji Zhaoxuan has concealed his true level all this time?"

"A freak! We're seeing a showdown between two freaks today!"

The wild sword qi blocked the sight of nearly everyone there.

Nevertheless, the Dao Integration Immortal Sages and higher powers kept their eyes glued to the heart of the chaos.

They observed with a touch of dread as Mr. Bai confronted this world-rending, land-shattering assault without fleeing or blocking.

Each of those endless keen blades whistled toward his frame.

Yet, oddly enough, not a single one wounded Mr. Bai in the least.

Rather, they dissolved away quietly, akin to rocks dropping into the ocean or flakes of snow merging with streams.

Just the wooden sword gripped by Mr. Bai appeared to revive with energy.

The endless storm of myriad swords persisted without weakening soon. Meanwhile, Li Fan had slipped away unseen into its depths.

Mr. Bai made no move to strike back; he merely remained still at the turmoil's core.

"The Sword of Xuanhuang..."

"I never imagined someone could wield it to such a degree. Remarkable!"

Mr. Bai voiced his genuine admiration.

"Regrettably, this alone won't suffice to overcome me."

Mr. Bai's declaration resounded across the myriad-sword tempest.

His eyes scanned about, seeking to pinpoint Li Fan's location.

But in that instant, Li Fan had turned his form into a blade, blending seamlessly into the countless sword trails. Even as the Heavenly Dao's incarnation, Mr. Bai couldn't detect him momentarily.

The horde of swords thundered on, hitting their peak fury right as they began to fade.

In the blink when endless sword gleams ignited as one, a plain-looking wooden sword concealed itself within.

It soared wordlessly at Mr. Bai, pressing forward relentlessly, brimming with determination!

Initially, its path mirrored that of a standard sword strike.

But with the wooden sword accelerating, its force swelled increasingly mighty.

Like flames raging over the firmament, or a shooting star lighting up the night.

Beside it, every other edged weapon in the gale looked pale and dull.

"This is..." Right then, Situ Yao observing the fight, together with the Heavenly Sword Sect elders, all displayed expressions of astonishment and sorrow.

For this represented the ultimate sword thrust fueled by one's vital essence.

It was likewise the concluding blade.

The Sword of Life!

Mr. Bai, too, recognized the essence of this strike without delay.

He found himself pausing briefly.

After all, it was merely a practice bout. There was no real call to endanger the youth's existence over mere triumph or loss.

Furthermore...

The rival's mastery of the sword path was exceptionally uncommon worldwide. It rivaled his own in no lesser way.

At this pivotal point, each new prodigy benefited the Xuanhuang Realm greatly. Allowing him to perish pointlessly would be a profound loss.

In the swift turn of his mind, Mr. Bai settled on his choice.

"I yield."

As soon as he uttered it, he lifted the restraint on his cultivation.

Drawing upon the Longevity Immortal realm's might, he compelled a halt to Li Fan's consumption of his life force.

However...

Li Fan showed no sign of halting.

Despite the blade's drive fully draining away, the pace of his silhouette didn't diminish at all.

Ultimately, the wooden sword he wielded still gently penetrated Mr. Bai's form.