My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1086: Celestial Pivot Sect's Secret Vault

Given the avaricious tendencies of cultivators in the Xuanhuang Realm, they would never relinquish Immortal Artifacts to anyone else, even if those artifacts remained unusable at the moment.

Rather, such treasures were locked away in the most profound depths of the sect's treasure vault, protected with ironclad vigilance. All in the fervent hope that someday, the mighty powers of these Immortal Artifacts could be fully awakened.

"Let me check the location of the nearest Immortal Artifact from this point..."

"Desolate God Seal, Celestial Pivot Sect."

The Desolate God Seal stood as the ultimate treasure of the long-vanished Desolate God Sect. Its wielder held the ability to connect with the Immortal Realm and call forth ancient Desolate Gods to manifest upon the world.

Through the Xuanhuang Realm's Heavenly Dao recollections passed down to Mr. Bai, Li Fan had beheld the horrifying spectacle of a Desolate God descending once before.

A colossal whirlpool erupted in the heavens, unveiling a gleaming golden eye. Beneath the Desolate God's piercing stare, the Xuanhuang Realm's earth shattered bit by bit, dissolving into utter void.

This evoked a hint of the Immortal Ruins Immortal's world-shattering gaze with just a look.

The Desolate God Sect had previously invoked twelve distinct Desolate Gods, wiping out myriad rival sects and ruling over the ancient Xuanhuang Realm. Regrettably, the summons yielded fewer responses as time wore on, until silence reigned completely.

Regarding the Celestial Pivot Sect, it ranked among the ancient Ten Great Immortal Sects. Yet, records from later eras were sparse. Li Fan only dimly recalled that this sect lay nearest to the Heavenly Capital Grand Mage in the Immortal Dao lineage. Its disciples boasted of being the genuine heirs to the Immortal Dao, displaying profoundly haughty dispositions.

Having grasped the essentials of this background knowledge, Li Fan, now embodying the Xuanhuang Great Celestial Venerable, willed himself there in an instant, materializing within the Celestial Pivot Sect's vital zone, the [Celestial Pivot Courtyard].

He traversed hundreds of thousands of miles in a mere instant, bypassing every formation and barrier of the Celestial Pivot Sect, and penetrated straight into the innermost, most guarded sanctum.

"So this is the might of the Xuanhuang Great Celestial Venerable?"

Li Fan gazed at his hands, unable to contain a rush of exhilaration.

He perceived his bodily and soul energies as virtually boundless. Casting any divine ability wouldn't deplete them even a fraction. Furthermore, any divine ability that took form in the Xuanhuang Realm would automatically amplify to the utmost capacity the world could sustain.

All techniques born of the Xuanhuang Realm became transparent to him at a glance, offering absolutely no peril.

"It exceeds my dominion over the Spiritwood Realm by a notable margin!"

"After all, the former stems from voluntary alliance, while this one arises from compelled submission."

With a soft exhale, Li Fan steadily acclimated to the privileges of the Xuanhuang Great Celestial Venerable. Then, he wandered through the Celestial Pivot Courtyard, making his way to a temple-resembling edifice at its central depths.

That spot was veiled in an odd force, marking the sole "blind area" in the Xuanhuang Great Celestial Venerable's oversight of the entire Tianxuan Sect.

The Tianxuan Sect cultivators stationed at the ancestral hall failed to detect Li Fan's approach whatsoever. Even as he passed directly by them, they remained oblivious.

"This feels like..."

Before the ancestral hall, Li Fan halted his steps briefly. He detected a power essence that rang faintly familiar. Not to Mr. Bai's form, but to Li Fan's authentic essence.

"Heavenly Capital Grand Mage."

A surge of innate revulsion welled up within him. It resembled the sickening revulsion of spotting cockroaches in one's kitchen; Li Fan's forehead creased at once.

Yet he quickly composed himself. His form melted like liquid, slipping past the unseen ward and stepping into the ancestral hall's core.

Within the ancestral hall stood two stone effigies, one towering and one diminutive.

The grand statue depicted a figure with eyes shut and head bowed low, bearing a grave demeanor. The lesser one portrayed a young attendant, positioned deferentially at the rear.

"This imposing statue represents the entity in the Heavenly Capital that independently expounds the Dao. Still, from the details I've assembled earlier, the youth positioned behind likely embodies the actual Heavenly Capital Grand Mage."

Li Fan's eyes drifted unbidden to the boy's statue. For a moment, he felt as if he spanned infinite distances, reaching a majestic capital suspended amid the skies.

His consciousness snapped back, shattering the vision.

Gazing once more at the attendant's statue, a subtle ache pricked his eyes.

"Hmph."

Li Fan huffed coldly, quelling the urge to pulverize the statue with sheer force. He turned to scour the surroundings for the secret vault.

It took little time to uncover a hidden seal behind the pair of statues. Shattering it effortlessly, Li Fan stepped into the Tianxuan Sect's hidden repository.

Unlike the expected splendor of glittering riches, the Tianxuan Sect's vault appeared rather plain. Li Fan nearly doubted he'd found the right chamber.

Atop a deep crimson elongated table lay arrayed a stone seal, a wooden chest, and a parchment roll. Nothing more occupied the space.

That stone seal was undoubtedly Li Fan's objective this time: the Immortal Artifact Desolate God Seal. Though sealed at present, it still emanated a faint, archaic aura from primordial times that stirred unease in the heart.

The wooden chest and scroll nearby, positioned beside the Immortal Artifact Desolate God Seal, clearly marked them as items of exceptional worth.

Were this Mr. Bai, he would seize only the Desolate God Seal and depart posthaste. But how could Li Fan depart from such a trove with nothing?

Though this was the Fallen Immortal Realm Illusion and the items couldn't be carried to reality, merely beholding them and expanding his knowledge would suffice.

Li Fan first scrutinized the wooden chest with care. He astutely perceived something living confined within, quivering at a barely detectable rhythm and scale. Each quiver leaked a subtle aura, causing even Li Fan as the Xuanhuang Great Celestial Venerable to sense a trace of peril.

Even stranger, the entity inside the chest appeared to detect Li Fan's proximity.

Its quivers intensified a touch. It seemed to lure and prod Li Fan to unseal the chest. Soft whispering noises crept into his ears unnoticed, while diverse hallucinations flickered across his sight.

Li Fan mulled it over at length, ultimately mustering immense determination to crush the compulsion in his thoughts.

Only then did Li Fan abruptly realize that the [Xuanhuang Immortal Heart Mantra], which typically functioned autonomously upon regaining awareness even in the Fallen Immortal Illusion, had inexplicably faltered!

Lacking the Immortal Heart Mantra's bolster, warding off the allure depended solely on Li Fan's personal fortitude. Luckily, through countless reincarnations and vast experiences, his willpower stood unparalleled. Otherwise, he might have succumbed immediately and pried open the chest.

Li Fan wrenched his attention to the scroll instead. The sonic and optical deceptions from the chest faded right away.

"That chest harbors something truly malevolent. I wonder if it persists in the Xuanhuang Realm nowadays."

In sharp opposition to the chest's ominous vibe, the scroll radiated a purely holy, authentic Immortal Dao essence. Far from any alarm, it stirred an innate sense of affinity.

"Hm? This scroll looks familiar, like I've encountered it somewhere."

Li Fan delved into Mr. Bai's fragmented recollections. By good fortune, a hazy recollection surfaced in his mind at once.