My Simulated Road to Immortality Chapter 2389 - 1776: The End
Previously on My Simulated Road to Immortality...
Upon the emergence of the deity, every trace of rot and clamor pulled back.
The True God came back to life, positioned amid the shadows.
All existence reverted to its primal state.
Apart from the God, nothing more existed.
Regarding His revival, He displayed no astonishment.
He simply pressed on with His initial task.
Groping forward, traversing the shadows, like he was meticulously hunting for an item.
The shadows proved overly deep, making movement incredibly tough even for a divine being.
An infinite trek, lacking start or finish.
The deity slowly eroded away.
Yet He remained unconcerned about His looming end.
He appeared to even anticipate it.
Once the deity got fully engulfed by the shadows, no one knew the span of time that had elapsed.
A spark of light abruptly flashed, bringing the deity back into the emptiness.
This marked [Real].
The freshly roused deity lingered in confusion briefly, as though piecing together memories.
Before long, He sensed an issue.
Events unfolded not as He had foreseen.
And...
An element was absent too.
The deity’s eyes naturally shifted to the shadows.
Yet discovered emptiness.
In that instant, a sound abruptly echoed within the deity’s mind.
"Are you looking for me?"
It turned out to be Li Fan!
...
The viewpoint shifts back to Zhang Fan, who employed Zhen Shi Yin, Fake Yu Cun, Fishing, Life Cutting, Breaking Formation, Wangji, and various others as fuel to spark the blaze of True and False.
Within the realm of [All Gods Transformation].
Li Fan positioned himself cross-legged in the emptiness, watching through Zhang Fan’s sight, grasping what Zhang Fan grasped.
His left eye gleamed silver-gray, the right one pale.
The scenery of the Mountain and Sea Map, needing just a single final mark for completion, filled out in an instant.
"What a magnificent boost!"
"The God creation Guests possess remarkable power, their understandings and perceptions surpass the Mountain and Sea, brushing against the God's silhouette. Moreover, they hold onto select recollections during the Hai Zhen cycle. Seizing them outright would spark a fierce clash."
"Unlike the current scenario, where with minimal toil, they freely surrender it all!"
"All for that faint wisp of possibility..."
"Hmph!"
"This represents the payoff from alteration."
The core self and the duplicate both gained sudden insight, declaring all phenomena as empty, the Mountain and Sea obliterated, and the True God poised to reemerge.
The remaining duration for Li Fan dwindled rapidly.
In a flash of myriad ideas, his silver-gray and pale gaze appeared to cut across countless cycles, boundless eras.
He spotted the sole path to shatter the deadlock.
He pulled back his stare, directing it to the Hai Zhen illusion that had hovered silently throughout.
"Across numerous prior cycles, you served as my golden finger, relying upon me."
"Now, the shift arrives."
Li Fan offered a soft smile.
The Hai Zhen illusion trembled faintly.
Not reacting to Li Fan’s statement, but rather the True God’s pull intensified upon return, straining even True and False to hold steady.
Like serenading a bovine, Li Fan paid it no heed.
Should a Hai Zhen have truly developed self-awareness and replied then, the scheme would adjust.
"The famed Hai Zhen stems from the True God’s Divine Technique."
"The True and False Changes form the foundation of [God]’s persistence. Lacking the forging of True and False, the True God would perish in this perpetual spectral gloom."
"Yet through True and False Changes, the True God revives from ruin time and again."
"Still..."
Li Fan glanced at the True God, whose visage grew ever more savage in the shadows.
"Each fresh emergence of the God differs from my Hai Zhen."
"It resembles a complete overhaul."
"True and False Dao, as the bedrock of God’s survival, wields Divine Technique power far too immense. Even True and False, along with the True God, cannot evade [Real]."
"The True God, much like the Mountain and Sea God creation Guests, falls prey to the overhaul."
"At best, faint impressions linger."
"Eternal, yet ensnared in perpetual rebirth."
"The True God seeks to shatter this bind, to flee fate. Thus, my entry as an outsider ignited it all."
"Thankfully, I wasn’t the initial sufferer of infinite rebirth’s agony. Instead, it was him once, the so-called [Shan Fan]."
"Shan Fan got ensnared, confined within the Mountain Sea. For reasons unclear, he witnessed solely the doomsday vista of Mountain and Sea’s downfall. So, driven by innate urge and disposition, he pursued [Salvation]..."
At this thought, Li Fan let out a cold huff.
"And he accomplished it gradually. Bearing Divine Protection, mastering True and False, birthing [Hai Zhen]. Stemming the collapse, bolstering a crumbling framework. Regrettably, only after arduously driving off Dao Yan and rescuing the Mountain Sea did he uncover the hidden reality. The conflict among Mountain, Sea, and Dao Yan was merely a spectacle orchestrated by the authentic [Mountain Sea] for ascension to godhood."
"This outlines what I inferred of Shan Fan’s ordeal. However..."
"It lacked fullness."
"A lone notion from Hai Zhen could overhaul the Mountain Sea. Shan Fan’s grasp of True and False hit its peak."
"[Mountain Sea] stood no chance against him."
"One last fragment from history lies beyond my Spirit Consciousness, concealed in..."
"[Hai Zhen]."
"Prior to mastering True and False, I remained myself, and Hai Zhen stayed Hai Zhen. But post-mastery of True and False..."
"Hai Zhen embodies me, I embody Hai Zhen."
Li Fan reached out, striving to contact the Hai Zhen illusion.
The form, which had rippled without cease before, abruptly gained firmness, steadying right away.
As if frost dissolving into liquid, it blended into Li Fan.
"True and False inherently tie to the True God."
"Yet now, having mastered True and False, I fuse with it flawlessly."
"This stems from..."
"Shan Fan having been the True God once!"
A glint crossed his eyes as Li Fan resolved his choice.
"Just finalize the preparations." Li Fan peered downward, seeing Zhang Fan on the verge of stirring from his epiphany, lunging his way, and curved his lips in amusement.
With a light flick of his finger, a form nearly matching Li Fan’s materialized from nowhere.
Disregarding the original Li Fan in its sight, it fixed its focus below on Zhang Fan, awaiting his approach in silence.