My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1120: True Immortal's Devoted Follower

To put it precisely, neither Kou Hong nor Dao Xuanzi truly belonged to the Federation of All Worlds.

Instead, they had only joined its earlier form, known as the Congyun Mutual Aid Association.

Once the Dharma-Transmitter wiped out the Congyun Mutual Aid Association, contact with Li Fan was completely severed for them.

Through their unshakeable belief in the True Immortal of Salvation and Mortal Compassion, however, they faintly perceived that the federation still existed somehow.

With the federation now obliterated, no one would uncover the huge debt of gratitude they owed it, provided they kept silent about their involvement.

Regrettably, both men possessed genuine integrity.

When the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance declared its intent to eradicate the federation, fear did not grip them, nor did they conceal their history.

On the contrary, they poured all their efforts into slaying cultivators linked to the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance.

Even though they understood that under the Rebirth Heavenly Sovereign's mighty power, those cultivators would revive after dying, they pressed on relentlessly to honor the favor Li Fan had shown them long ago.

In this lifetime, Li Fan had offered them crucial direction: Dao Xuanzi formed his foundation using the Canghai Pearl, while Kou Hong relied on the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains Cauldron. Their advancement surged ahead rapidly over recent years, pushing them to the mid-Golden Core stage.

Yet against the overwhelming might of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance, they amounted to mere insects. After taking down barely more than a dozen low-level alliance cultivators, they soon found themselves encircled by the Guardian Hall experts who rushed to the location.

Dao Xuanzi rejected capture outright and burst into loud laughter as he detonated himself, bringing his life to an end.

Kou Hong initially planned to die alongside Dao Xuanzi but got halted by the alliance's cultivators.

With his arms chopped off and one eye ruined, he was hauled off by the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance to the Nether Prison for perpetual confinement.

“You can only run your mouth for now. I hope you'll still be this tough after experiencing the torment of the formations here.” The cultivator from the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance guiding him to the site showed no fury at Kou Hong's endless stream of insults, only a chilling smirk.

Kou Hong kept up his barrage of curses without stopping.

What came next went beyond even Li Fan's forecasts about how Kou Hong would hold up.

Li Fan knew the formidable strength of the Nether Prison's towering pillars and their formations all too well. Regular folks couldn't withstand the nonstop agony for much time and would naturally cry out and plead for relief.

Yet Kou Hong, pushed to the edge of dying with his awareness fading,

Kept whispering weak curses from his lips without end.

“Part of this comes from the Faceless True Immortal's indoctrination, but it also arises from Kou Hong's own ironclad determination. When he sets his mind to a path, he follows it to the finish. He'd face death without a single regret.”

Back when Li Fan first encountered them, they could have easily aligned with the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance and labored like beasts for over ten years to gain a method for reaching Golden Core. But they turned it down. They chose to gamble their lives delving into ancient sect remnants instead.

Afterward, once they secured a true Nascent Soul technique, the pair—who shared a bond like blood brothers—clashed fiercely over a faint shot at the Dao.

And in this existence, rescued by Li Fan from the twisted Immortal-mortal Miasma, they threw themselves into the Mutual Aid Association and emerged as the most fervent followers of the True Immortal of Salvation and Compassionate.

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All these instances painted a clear picture of their natures.

“He's a talent worth shaping, someone I can put to good use. At minimum, he'd prove much more dependable than those so-called prodigies.” As Li Fan gazed at the distant Kou Hong, whose face held a steadfast look even in blackout, a spark of admiration lit up in his eyes.

During this life's near-collapse of the Spiritwood Realm, as Li Fan guided the federation's escape, he watched every member's responses with sharp attention.

The young geniuses from Shanhe Xuan, swayed by Shang Tianci's plot, had pledged vows in front of the Faceless True Immortal's statue. But when survival hung in the balance, they revealed no intent to stand or perish alongside the federation.

Rather, signs of remorse, a wish to escape, to yield, and the like surfaced in them.

Measured by loyalty, they lagged far behind Kou Hong.

With such reflections, a subtle ray of light slipped past the prison pillar's barriers and headed straight for the fainted Kou Hong close by.

The savage look on Kou Hong's features eased markedly in that instant.

As Kou Hong stirred awake and detected the fresh information in his thoughts, a brief shock crossed his gaze.

Still, he pretended to resist, raging against the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance's many despicable deeds.

Meanwhile, he started examining the newly acquired knowledge.

“This is…”

“A detailed explanation of formations?”

“And it’s the formation that makes up this Nether Prison Cage?”

“How could it appear in my mind?”

After quite some time, a fierce shudder ran through Kou Hong's soul, and he barely held back the impulse to glance about.

“Should this formation breakdown prove authentic, breaking free from this jail would feel no harder than flipping my palm.”

Having weathered countless trials, Kou Hong stayed far calmer than in his earlier days.

Rather than accepting it outright, he dove into analyzing and grasping the formation's details.

Though his prior knowledge of formations remained basic, this guide proved lucid, accessible, and direct. Paired with Kou Hong's solid talent, he advanced at a brisk pace.

By the seventh day, Kou Hong had just scratched the surface of mastery.

Simultaneously, a shadow of suspicion crept into his thoughts: “Could this be a trap?”

“This spot clearly imprisons the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance's gravest offenders. How could its protective formation be so straightforward? As a novice who've only pored over it for days, I can already unravel it?”

Kou Hong quietly tested a disturbance in the formation.

Right then, his frame felt utterly drained, and his inner spiritual energy stayed firmly locked away, beyond his reach. Nevertheless, by channeling every bit of effort to stir a subtle wave of spiritual energy, he managed a minor impact on the prison's setup.

This shift became evident when the Nether Prison wardens triggered the formation for another round of torture on Kou Hong. The suffering he endured dropped sharply!

“It’s actually real?” Even amid the pain, Kou Hong's spirit leaped with fierce delight.

Yet he swiftly reined in his emotions and turned to considering where this mental formation guide had come from.

“I'm merely a lowly Golden Core cultivator. The Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance wouldn't waste effort on a charade just for me.”

“Moreover, this guide's depth and precision outstrip anything from the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance by a wide margin…”

A holy title abruptly surfaced in Kou Hong's mind.

“True Immortal of the Mortal Compassion.”

In that instant, a soothing warmth flooded Kou Hong's form, coursing through every limb and organ.

Right away, it shattered the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance's seals, mending his shattered physique while swiftly boosting his cultivation base.

Feeling the massive shifts inside himself, Kou Hong froze rigid. He avoided any outward sign, terrified of drawing notice.

In reality, his core brimmed with thankful tears.

The benevolent and vast True Immortal of the Mortal Compassion hadn't forsaken him!

“The Federation of All Worlds lies in ruins, leaving scant followers of the True Immortal in this realm.”

“Still, as I rot in this cell, the True Immortal grants me a way out so suddenly…”

As these ideas swirled, Kou Hong's eyes lit up sharply.

He promptly bowed his head to hide the thrill surging within: “I get it. The Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance crushed the Federation of All Worlds. This grudge runs too deep to forgive!”

“As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy becomes my ally. Everyone locked in here stands as the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance's fiercest foes. If I could set them all loose…”