My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1177: Departing Xuanhuang on the Dust-Crossing Boat

“Absolutely incorrect!” Holy Embryo Li Fan cut in sharply before Shang Shaojun had a chance to respond.

“This power’s origin isn’t nearby at all. It’s buried far within the Star Sea!”

“Ah?”

Shang Shaojun froze in shock upon hearing Li Fan’s statement.

“I understand your disbelief, Shaojun. That’s alright though. When I manage to escape the Immortal Ruins’ grasp and soar beyond the Xuanhuang Realm, you’ll see that I speak the truth!”

“Please, Shaojun, assist me in this!” With a grave look on his face, Holy Embryo Li Fan bowed profoundly.

Shang Shaojun couldn’t possibly accept such respect from Li Fan and quickly moved to halt him.

“Brother Li, no need for that. It’s just some resources. Given our bond, a single word from me suffices.”

“Yan Huan!” Shang Shaojun summoned his reliable aide and directed him to take care of it.

“Don’t worry. Within three days at the latest, it’ll all be set.”

“Too sluggish! Such a divine chance won’t repeat itself. One day—that’s it!” Holy Embryo Li Fan declared straightforwardly.

After a brief contemplation, Shang Shaojun clenched his jaw. “Alright! One day then!”

He appeared to issue a series of mental commands next.

Once all was arranged, he fixed his gaze on Li Fan, seeming eager to voice something yet holding back.

“Shaojun, if there’s anything on your mind, just say it outright!”

“Brother Li, are you really intending to…” Shang Shaojun still appeared dubious.

A faint smile crossed Holy Embryo Li Fan’s lips as he elaborated on his assessment: “That formidable energy shaking the Xuanhuang Realm stems from the starry sky’s depths. It’s utterly unlike the Immortal Ruins’ perpetual pull on our world.”

“Back then, venturing out of the Xuanhuang Realm without its shield meant doom—even for Dao Integration experts like ourselves. Regular Longevity Immortal beings would perish and their dao would scatter. Only Immortal Ancestor Heavenly Sovereign-level powers might withstand it somewhat. But things have changed now…”

A basin of water materialized before Li Fan abruptly.

At its heart, a huge whirlpool churned wildly, swallowing nearby flows with savage intensity.

Holy Embryo Li Fan tapped lightly.

Beyond this swirl, an identical vortex emerged out of nowhere.

Their interactions disrupted the water’s path, rendering the currents erratic.

Comprehension dawned on Shang Shaojun in an instant regarding Li Fan’s intent.

“Yet these remain mere guesses on your part, don’t they, Brother Li? What if you’ve misjudged…”

“Hear the Dao at dawn, and death holds no regret by dusk.” Holy Embryo Li Fan’s expression stayed serene, devoid of dread.

“Should I let this once-in-a-lifetime moment slip, endless remorse would haunt my remaining days.”

“Thus, I have to attempt it.” Determination filled Li Fan’s voice.

“I yearn to behold the entity wielding such colossal might.” Excitement gleamed in his eyes.

Silence enveloped Shang Shaojun.

The Qingxuan Army’s prowess proved dependable indeed.

All required supplies for Li Fan stood ready in merely one day.

“The Star Sea harbors endless perils. Brother Li, are you certain this is enough? Crossing the stars solely with these?” Doubt crept into Shang Shaojun’s words.

“With ample time, building a robust flying vessel would be ideal. But circumstances allow no delay. For now, the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance’s Dust-Crossing Boat must serve as our means.”

The Dust-Crossing Boat served as the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance’s sole approved flying artifact for journeys to the White Mist Maze Zone.

During his 114th life, Li Fan had accompanied Ji Hongdao on this vessel to the Chizha Abyss.

Crafted from exotic materials and arrayed with potent defenses, the Eternal Immortal Fortress housed just two of these boats.

Shang Shaojun’s offer of one demonstrated his unwavering loyalty and open-handedness.

“Still, if it weathers the peak collision of those dual forces beyond the Xuanhuang Realm, no other threats await.”

Holy Embryo Li Fan spent the last instants enhancing the Dust-Crossing Boat.

In reality, he withheld one key detail.

Holy Embryo Li Fan’s prime asset for traversing the Star Sea wasn’t any tool, but his personal Foundation Establishment marvel: the Black Sword Heavenly Wonder!

As a law’s incarnation, the Black Sword outlasted nearly everything in the Xuanhuang Realm in durability.

Furthermore, rather than eroding like typical shields, the Black Sword could harness outer energies to “refine” itself, growing ever more resilient.

“This owes much to the Immortal Ancestor’s innovative technique. Even forsaking my flesh, the sword’s law endures, letting me persist in the emptiness.”

Brimming with assurance, Holy Embryo Li Fan pondered potential surprises post-departure from the Xuanhuang Realm.

Such as…

The Black Sword Heavenly Wonder embodied the Xuanhuang Realm’s sword dao principles.

Upon exiting, bereft of the world’s backing, might its strength plummet, leaving it vulnerable?

Additionally, Heavenly Doctor had warned of a peculiar “ailment” lurking in the outer void.

Li Fan had observed this affliction afflicting Han Zhong previously.

It manifested as inky rot devouring the divine soul.

Not even the Limitless Fullness and Emptiness Method, adept at soul mending, could touch it.

Holy Embryo Li Fan sought no total resistance to this curse. He merely aimed to prolong his void endurance via abundant soul-fortifying treasures.

Another day vanished swiftly.

The Xuanhuang Realm’s quakes had noticeably eased.

Its cultivators exhaled in relief, as though escaping calamity. Yet lingering terror gripped many, fearing the horror’s return.

At the Chizha Abyss’s edge, Holy Embryo Li Fan finalized every arrangement.

The transformed Dust-Crossing Boat bore little resemblance to its prior state. After parting with the Qingxuan Army, Li Fan stepped leisurely aboard.

Gazing at Li Fan’s receding form, Shang Shaojun parted his lips but uttered no words.

A wild urge welled within him to pursue and breach the Xuanhuang Realm, unveiling the immense power’s mystery.

As one who cultivated, how could such a force fail to stir his curiosity?

Yet…

He bore responsibilities beyond himself. Too many factors weighed on him.

A pang of jealousy struck Shang Shaojun toward the Dust-Crossing Boat’s occupant.

“Shaojun, are you tempted to come with me now, abandoning all thoughts of peril?”

Seeming to pierce thoughts, Li Fan messaged just before launch.

Ere Shang Shaojun answered, Holy Embryo Li Fan chuckled: “I’m afraid that won’t work.”

Shang Shaojun blinked in mild surprise.

“Remember, Shaojun, malevolent plotters still lurk within the Xuanhuang Realm.”

“Our joint absence would hand them victory on a platter?”

“I figured you’d brushed this aside already,” Shang Shaojun mused inwardly.

The Dust-Crossing Boat ascended gradually.

Holy Embryo Li Fan’s words resounded in Shang Shaojun’s mind.

“Shaojun, the Xuanhuang Realm and Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance’s fate now hinges on you.”

“Should I conquer this peril, I’ll return surely to aid you!”

Shang Shaojun trailed the Dust-Crossing Boat, exiting the White Mist, until it faded from sight at the horizon.

Emptiness swelled in his chest.

Though their acquaintance was brief, Li Fan’s prowess and demeanor had left a profound mark.

“Stay alive.”

Shang Shaojun whispered the wish in his heart.