My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1178: The Sword Star Appears in Broad Daylight

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Previously on My Longevity Simulation...
Holy Embryo Li Fan refutes Shang Shaojun's assumptions, insisting the Xuanhuang Realm's tremors originate from a vast power deep in the Star Sea, distinct from the Immortal Ruins' pull. Convinced this presents a rare chance to escape the realm's bindings, Li Fan urgently requests supplies and the Dust-Crossing Boat from Shang Shaojun, who agrees despite his doubts. Li Fan modifies the vessel, relying on his indestructible Black Sword Heavenly Wonder for protection against the void's perils, including soul-corroding illnesses, and departs after entrusting the realm's safeguard to his ally.

Having completed his performance before Shang Shaojun, the Holy Embryo Li Fan shifted his complete focus to watching the transformations beyond the Dust-Crossing Boat.

Right now, the Dust-Crossing Boat had soared right up to the edge of the world.

The whole Xuanhuang Realm stretched out below him, fully exposed to view.

Li Fan had previously viewed the Xuanhuang Realm from this exact vantage point. Yet back then, it was enveloped in a veil of dim yellow glow, much like the sight he encountered within the ultra-distance teleportation array. It looked like a massive orb of radiance. The inner workings of the realm and the landscapes on the ground were impossible to discern sharply.

Yet at present, due to the massive pulling power originating from the Star Sea's depths, that subtle yellow sheen had been somewhat peeled back.

Exposing the actual form of the realm concealed below.

Holy Embryo Li Fan spotted the warped white fog shield, along with...

“A monster stitched together from severed limbs and broken flesh.”

This thought abruptly surged in Li Fan’s mind.

From high up in the Ninth Heaven, the faint irregularities across different areas were still discernible. Creatures in the provinces might struggle to spot them, yet gazing down from beyond the Xuanhuang Realm made this discordance strikingly evident.

Holy Embryo Li Fan swiftly snapped out of his momentary stupor.

The Dust-Crossing Boat started producing steady groaning noises, indicating it was enduring strong pressure from outside forces.

Holy Embryo Li Fan displayed absolutely no panic. Disregarding all else, he pushed the Dust-Crossing Boat to go even faster.

Once it had completely left the Xuanhuang Realm, a sudden gloom enveloped the area.

It resembled the split second at sunset when the sun sinks past the horizon.

Shadow, chill, utter quiet...

All these feelings flooded into Holy Embryo Li Fan’s mind.

The Xuanhuang Immortal Heart Mantra kicked in automatically, shielding him from these dark moods.

“Sensing via visions and puppet links truly differs from living through it directly.”

“The puppet's sense sharing and the residual effects of the Medicine King Cauldron don't match the authenticity of right now.”

As Holy Embryo Li Fan contemplated this, he abruptly whipped his head back to glance rearward.

In that moment, a strange discomfort welled up inside him. It seemed like an abrupt threat could emerge from the rear and strike lethally. Despite his divine sense having thoroughly probed and verified no hazard behind, his intuition kept compelling him to spin around and verify personally.

Just after he assured himself no phantom threat lurked did the odd feeling gradually recede.

Now, the Dust-Crossing Boat’s prior subtle creaks had escalated to thunderous roars.

It echoed like hordes of primeval savage creatures repeatedly battering the vessel. Fissures started forming on its frame.

The inscribed arrays on it also began displaying cracks.

Holy Embryo Li Fan was ready to ditch the boat and escape.

Around him, ninety-nine sword illusions materialized out of nowhere, whirling and orbiting in all directions. They formed a shielded area of pure emptiness.

Holy Embryo Li Fan’s form also gradually shriveled. The skin's hue faded, giving way to an eerie metallic sheen.

Even though the immense pull from the Star Sea's depths had somewhat diminished the Immortal Ruins' drawing strength.

Still, the Immortal Ruins possessed the territorial edge, and quite some time had elapsed since the odd event. The enigmatic force from the Star Sea had diminished a lot.

Thus, the Dust-Crossing Boat didn't veer into the Star Sea's depths like the stone puppets he'd dispatched before.

Rather, it steadily commenced descending toward the Immortal Ruins.

Nevertheless...

Be it the bend in its path's alteration or the extent of its velocity shift.

Each differed enormously from Li Fan's earlier venture in the Medicine King Cauldron, deliberately plunging into the Immortal Ruins.

“My speculation proved right! This is genuinely a rare chance in a thousand years to flee the Xuanhuang Realm!”

Witnessing the Dust-Crossing Boat on the verge of total collapse, Holy Embryo Li Fan wasted no more time.

“Ten Thousand Swords as Me!”

In his wake, indistinct outlines of innumerable corroded blades from the Sword Tomb vaguely surfaced. Shortly after, every one of these sword apparitions fused entirely into his frame.

The pitch-black emptiness encircling the Dust-Crossing Boat lit up as a blinding white radiance erupted from Li Fan’s figure.

Wholly consuming him.

Human and blade united as one.

Next, a resplendent sword ray, as if cleaving open the skies and earth, shot forth in a flash.

The Dust-Crossing Boat got devoured by the sword ray and dissolved tracelessly.

The white sword ray, though, veered clear of the Immortal Ruins and plunged resolutely into the Star Sea's depths!

This sword ray shone with such intensity and prominence.

It even birthed a white celestial body in the skies over the Xuanhuang Realm below, rivaling the sun's brilliance.

At this instant, myriad cultivators directed their sights toward Holy Embryo Li Fan’s spot.

Shang Shaojun especially entered a brief trance, experiencing a baffling emptiness in his chest.

The sword ray advanced matchlessly, blazing onward.

Holy Embryo Li Fan perceived the Immortal Ruins' restraining pull fading more and more.

The smoothness of this journey, beyond morphing his physique into the Black Sword Heavenly Wonder's miracle and launching a supreme sword assault, owed chiefly to that arcane force from the Star Sea's depths.

Having departed the Xuanhuang Realm and escaped the meddling of the realm's laws, he could detect the lingering energy in the vacuum far more acutely.

“Unlike the Immortal Ruins' ceaseless draw, this Star Sea force resembles ocean tides: sporadic but persistent, flowing without end.”

Holy Embryo Li Fan sensed pulses of immense and powerful energy rushing at him. He even fancied himself steering a tiny craft amid raging waves, bobbing up and down.

“Hmm? Are those my earlier-deployed stone puppets up ahead?”

After navigating the vacuum briefly, Holy Embryo Li Fan re-established the prior broken link.

Yet what caused his pulse to race was that not every puppet had survived unscathed.

At minimum, one-third of the puppets had vanished for mysterious causes!

“They might have been unlucky and couldn't escape the Immortal Ruins’ bonds.”

“Or perhaps...”

Holy Embryo Li Fan was hastening toward the puppets’ positions.

But abruptly, he instinctively reduced his pace.

For just seconds earlier, among the enduring seventy-four puppets, one more had blinked out inexplicably!

It faded directly beneath his awareness and oversight! And Li Fan remained clueless on how that puppet had faded!

“As anticipated, the Darkest Star Sea teems with perils.”

A strange coldness crept into Holy Embryo Li Fan’s heart.

He regulated his travel velocity and allowed the leftover seventy-three puppets to scout ahead as he trailed at a safe distance.

In the ensuing time, the puppets vanishing sporadically unveiled to Li Fan the sheer hazards lurking in the Darkest Star Sea's vacuum.

As puppets kept dwindling in number, Li Fan slowly grasped the truth.

“These puppets don't seem assaulted by any unseen foe. Instead, the routes they traversed were flawed.”

“There...”

“Even the fabric of space has ceased to be. Just unadulterated nothingness lingers.”

“It's akin to traversing a level path where endless abyssal, lightless chasms yawn open one by one. Stumble into one unwittingly, and you're gone forever—neither surviving nor leaving a corpse.”

While Li Fan mulled over this, yet another puppet vanished.

Just sixty-one were left.