My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1184: The Origin Power of Immortals

The material composition of this command flag magical treasure was entirely mundane. Within this vast expanse of relics, it possessed no inherent value that would normally warrant a deliberate retrieval.

“Could it be sought after for the residual power of a True Immortal Seal Script, now that its secondary effects have faded?”

Li Fan’s interest piqued, and the realization dawned upon him instantly.

As his fingers glided over the surface of the command flag, he detected a recognizable aura.

“The Chaos Character Seal Script…”

“Yet, as time inevitably marches forward, even the potency of a True Immortal Seal Script must eventually reach its conclusion.”

In his mind’s eye, the complete [Chaos] character manifest itself. Mere heartbeats later, the Holy Embryo Li Fan’s grip upon the banner tightened.

He had realized that the final trace of power lingering on the artifact had vanished entirely.

In its wake, his own grasp of the [Chaos] Seal Script had, quite significantly, deepened!

Though the advancement was faint, it was undeniable.

Since Li Fan’s current proficiency with the Chaos character remained restricted to simple mimicry, the improvement felt relatively substantial. He noticed it immediately.

“It can actually be repurposed as a catalyst for enlightenment?!”

The Holy Embryo was left genuinely startled. As he cast his gaze over the countless floating artifacts once more, his perspective shifted entirely.

“Regrettably, it seems only relics nearing the total dissipation of their True Immortal Seal Script can serve this purpose. Otherwise, one risks severe harm. The technique for discerning between them…”

The Holy Embryo peered curiously toward the concealed hiding spot.

Throughout the following half-year, Li Fan remained obscured in the shadows. Whenever the local cultivators ventured out to harvest relics, he mirrored their process.

He surreptitiously dispatched clones to cling to the retrieved items.

This served a dual purpose: to investigate their alarm mechanisms and to effortlessly hoard every enlightenment-granting relic tied to the True Immortal Seal Script.

In the Xuanhuang Realm, within his primary body’s sea of consciousness, the Final Dissociation Disc was pushed to its limits, tirelessly dissecting the enigmatic formation.

Through a thorough examination of his eight acquisitions, the Holy Embryo felt even more confident in his hypothesis.

The surviving civilization inhabiting the Darkest Star Sea was gathering these artifacts specifically to study and exploit the inherent power of the True Immortal Seal Script.

“They possess methods to gauge the intensity of this remaining energy…”

“The strength concealed here cannot be dismissed.”

Among his eight relics, three originated from [Chaos], while two were marked by [Hunger].

The remaining pair carried traces of other, as-yet-unidentified True Immortal Seal Scripts.

Li Fan also noted the distinct variations between them.

Having personally witnessed the original manifestations of the Chaos and Hunger scripts, he could gain a rough understanding of their foundations despite the imitations he held. Consequently, he could easily absorb their residual power and convert it into enlightenment resources.

The other two relics, however, presented a completely different challenge.

Relying solely on the fleeting, dissipating power made it arduous to even sense their nature, let alone derive their essence.

Utilizing those was ten thousand times less efficient than working with the Chaos and Hunger characters.

“This is the disparity between descending from an enlightened state and climbing from ignorance. Possessing the foundational meaning of a True Immortal Seal Script grants one a commanding view, allowing comprehension to bloom from a single point.”

“Yet, starting from a void of knowledge, fumbling like a blind man exploring an elephant, and attempting to research independently…”

“It is as grueling as trying to ascend to heaven! To vainly attempt to probe True Immortal secrets with mere mortal limits…”

Meanwhile, deep in contemplation, Li Fan mused.

“Not every cultivator is afforded the opportunity to behold the true origin of these True Immortal Seal Scripts.”

“That Chaos Character Script is sequestered within the Inverted Maze Zone, veiled by white mist. One might spend an entire lifetime without stumbling upon it. As for the Hunger Character Script, it is carved into the Immortal Ruins themselves! To look upon it is to invite death. Were it not for my [Truth], I would have stood no chance of mastering it.”

“Then there is the [Nothingness] Character Script, discovered only by sheer fortune inside a golden skull within the ruins of a small world…”

Li Fan observed the mysterious civilization tucked away in the darkness, and a thought naturally sprouted.

“They say rare goods are prime for hoarding. These primordial meanings within this civilization might possess value far beyond my wildest estimations.”

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Over thirty days later, the Final Dissociation Disc finally cracked the code of the warning mechanism.

To ensure total security, the Holy Embryo avoided direct interaction with his primary body.

He sent a clone to perform the test instead.

Though he had sacrificed many clones over the last six months, a peculiar energy existed near the civilization's lair.

It successfully warded off the chaotic erosion of the void, allowing the Holy Embryo's recovery speed to remain high.

Shedding clones had become a trivial, painless endeavor.

The Final Dissociation Disc was indeed reliable.

This time, the relic carrying the clone bypassed the detection sensors effortlessly and breached the interior passage.

Though his senses were dulled, he could vaguely perceive the goings-on within the sanctuary.

The three-man salvage team dragged their haul along a dark rope. Having cleared three separate security checkpoints, they finally arrived in a protected zone.

They shed their armor impatiently, grumbling to one another.

“The useful artifacts near the Immortal Ark are becoming incredibly scarce. We barely recovered anything this time…”

“We’ll likely have to venture far beyond the safety zone on our next expedition.”

“We have been hiding here for a century, haven’t we? I don’t understand why we haven’t departed yet.”

“Supposedly, there was a plan to relocate the docking point, but recently…”

“Shh, drop it. Wu Xing spent ten years in imprisonment for speaking on this.”

The trio immediately silenced themselves.

Clutching their meager spoils, they ventured deeper into the hidden sanctuary.

“Immortal Ark?” Li Fan pondered their words thoughtfully.

Upon navigating a long, dim corridor, the path suddenly widened into a stunning mountain valley, complete with lush foliage and crystal-clear streams.

An elderly man with snow-white hair, clutching a bizarre, book-shaped artifact, stood awaiting their return.

“Let us examine the haul…” The Elder’s welcoming expression vanished, replaced by a darkening scowl as he surveyed the number of relics gathered.

“I beg the Elder’s mercy. We suffered a streak of abysmal luck this time,” the eldest cultivator explained, offering a pained smile.

The old man shook his head with a sigh, choosing not to press the issue further.

His book-like treasure emitted a sweeping ray of light, enveloping the recovered relics.

As the light retracted, the inspection concluded.

“Ensure you compensate for this failure on the next run.”

“You are all aware of the Immortal Ark’s current state. Being short a piece or two might be tolerated, but if this lack of progress persists, we shall all suffer the consequences,” the old man snapped.

The cultivator nodded dutifully, offering no retort.

“Deliver these to the Severed Immortal Tower,” the old man commanded, turning away.