My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1181: Encountering True Immortal Script Again

“Dead?” Li Fan, momentarily shaken, let out a breath of relief.

Yet, a lingering sense of crisis persisted in his heart, warning him that the situation was far from simple.

Predictably, when the sword glimmers unleashed by Holy Embryo Li Fan struck the corpse ahead, they were swallowed into the abyss like flickering candles extinguished by a gust, emitting no sound of impact.

The massive, desiccated remains loomed like a prehistoric beast lurking within the void, silently consuming anything that dared approach.

A spell once again bathed the surroundings in light.

This time, the view was much sharper.

The withered giant resembled a human but possessed an incomprehensibly vast scale. It towered over thirty zhang in height, and a single palm dwarfed Li Fan’s entire frame.

It appeared to have been drifting through this void for an eternity, with its original attire long since rotted away.

However, upon closer inspection, Holy Embryo Li Fan was met with a deeper shock: the corpse before him appeared to be nothing more than a neonate.

Its hair was wispy, and it lacked teeth. A longevity lock hung around its neck, and a frayed red cord remained tied to its ankle.

Its limbs were outstretched in terror, mimicking a fearful child desperately reaching out for its parents.

“To be this massive even as an infant—it is terrifying to contemplate how large it would be as an adult.”

Li Fan’s mind turned to the Eternal Immortal Fortress situated outside the Chizha Abyss.

That stronghold, shrouded in white mist, was also known as the Broken Palm Immortal City.

It was named as such because the entire fortress had been constructed from the titanic severed hand of an Ancient Heavenly Sovereign that had drifted forth from that very mist.

“Perhaps there exists a connection between the two,” Li Fan mused.

He had never encountered any documentation in the Xuanhuang Realm regarding such a primordial colossus.

Though the giant showed no signs of life, a baleful, mysterious aura clung to it, hungrily attempting to drag everything nearby into oblivion.

“This inexplicable influence is the likely catalyst for its demise and the origin of the profound dread I experience.”

Holy Embryo Li Fan hesitated, then steeled his resolve. Though he loathed the prospect, he swung his blade at his own divine soul, carving away a clone.

“Ah…”

As his soul weakened, his threshold for pain plummeted. Li Fan could not suppress a tortured cry.

His complexion turned ghostly pale as he struggled for each breath.

Without further delay, he circled around the giant corpse and continued plunging into the star sea.

Meanwhile, the severed clone hovered for a brief moment before drifting intentionally toward the corpse to initiate contact.

As the adage went, understanding both yourself and your adversary ensured victory without defeat. He knew he would need to explore the Darkest Star Sea for a long time. Avoiding these dangers blindly was foolish compared to taking the initiative to unravel their secrets.

After all, his main body resided safely in the Xuanhuang Realm, and with truth as his insurance, he feared no irreversible consequences.

The instant the clone entered the reach of the giant, the world before its eyes faded to black.

He lost all sensory connection to the external world.

His consciousness flickered, trapped within a prison of absolute, eternal shadows. There was silence, no illumination, and no passage of time.

He felt as if he were the only entity remaining in existence.

Even the link to his Holy Embryo and primary body began to fray and dim.

The sensations on the part of the Holy Embryo and his main body were equally unnatural.

That clone, which was an extension of himself, now felt increasingly alien.

More alarmingly, the crushing loneliness enveloping the clone began to seep through their connection, eroding him as well.

It was then that Li Fan realized the clone existence seemed locked in a state of permanent stasis within the darkness.

It was frozen, unable to perform any action, unable to even end its own existence.

Holy Embryo Li Fan’s expression tightened. He fired several sword lights at the clone’s location, hoping to sever their connection, but it was futile.

Just as before, his attacks vanished into the void without a ripple.

After several failed attempts, he was forced to relent.

Frowning, he assessed the erosion of the loneliness and felt a sliver of relief. Distance in time and space provided some buffer against this eerie phenomenon.

The erosion rate of his main body was glacial.

By his reckoning, it posed no threat to his soul for at least a century.

The situation for his Holy Embryo was far more dire due to its proximity; he calculated he could likely endure for only thirty days before succumbing.

These estimates relied on the subjective passage of time for each entity.

“As I travel further, the situation will stabilize.”

“Even if I cannot fully avoid this, I have gained the time I need. If I can merely gaze upon the true source of the phenomenon that triggered the shudder of the Xuanhuang Realm, such a sacrifice is worth it.”

“Moreover, if I reach my limit, I can simply let the clone be destroyed, effectively severing the link to protect my main body.”

With that settled, Holy Embryo Li Fan cast aside his distractions. He commanded the remaining stone puppet to surge forward, racing into the depths of the Star Sea at maximum speed.

As he flew, he scrutinized the mysterious power shackled to the corpse—the same power that was currently invading his own consciousness.

“This sensation is familiar.”

A sudden realization struck him.

“A True Immortal Seal Script! Another manifestation of a True Immortal Seal Script!”

According to the accounts of Daoist Hundred Flowers, the catastrophes plaguing various realms in the Darkest Star Sea took many forms.

Some suffered from [Nothingness], others [Chaos], and some [Hunger]…

The power he encountered in the void was clearly another True Immortal Seal Script of catastrophic proportions.

“Is this [Isolation]? Or perhaps [Solitude]?”

Without seeing the visual script, Li Fan could only speculate based on the properties of its manifestation.

“Every True Immortal Seal Script brings disaster. While this is likely a secondary transcription rather than the origin, it has already laid waste to countless cultivation worlds across the Star Sea.”

“The character [Hunger] was closely aligned with the path of the Immortal Ruins Immortal. By merely catching a glimpse of its true meaning, that being meditated within the passage of the immortal realm, and in doing so, he plunged the Star Sea into ruin…”

“This is the sheer magnitude of power possessed by an [Immortal] above the mortal sphere.”

Li Fan’s thoughts raced.

“If something of similar caliber lies just ahead, what horrors await?”