My Simulated Road to Immortality

"If we can return it to the Heavenly Dao and restore the once missing parts, it will definitely move the Xuanhuang Celestial..." "Of course, the premise is that we can completely purify the evil thoughts within." Xu Ke looked at Li Fan. Li Fan was confident: "It's just mere evil thoughts after all. With everyone's efforts, how could we possibly fail to purify them?" Artisan had been listening for a long time, and as soon as he learned of the true identity of the sealed object in the coffin, he became somewhat impatient: "What exactly should we do? I will fully cooperate!" "What It hates is nothing more than not having left back then. Since that's the case, let's fulfill Its wish and allow It to cross the high wall back then!" Li Fan said, and suddenly a horsetail whisk appeared in his hand. Lifting it high, he then fiercely swept it down toward the coffin. Thousands of white filaments of the horsetail whisk, like countless shooting stars, plunged into the coffin. The originally violently trembling coffin, after leaping high, instantly froze in mid-air. The white filaments of the horsetail whisk emitted a dreamy silver glow. Within the silver light, countless different scenes emerged. All were the dreamscapes injected by Li Fan. Though each dreamscape was different, without exception, they depicted the great horrors and desolation beyond the high wall. The Xuanhuang evil spirit, having clung onto Mr. Bai, successfully crossed the high wall, fleeing into the Abyss Star Ocean. Each time, It couldn't survive more than the duration of three breaths, dying from various indescribable unknown calamities. In the blink of an eye, the Xuanhuang evil spirit had already experienced tens of thousands of deaths within the Illusory Realm. Seeing this, Artisan muttered to himself: "Isn't this a bit too far-fetched? The world beyond the high wall is unknown, but it shouldn't look like this, right? Even an ordinary-looking cat can swallow It whole? This Xuanhuang evil spirit, in terms of strength, is probably not much weaker than the Ancient Law of Immortality. Can we really fool It?" Xu Ke, who had been dealing with the Xuanhuang evil spirit for thousands of years, keenly noticed that the struggle coming from the coffin was indeed lighter, and he could not help but show a happy expression: "It really works!" At this moment, Li Fan's voice also came from above: "Everyone can help portray dreamscape, no matter how bizarre or terrifying. As long as the Xuanhuang evil spirit is ultimately extinguished." The light from the horsetail whisk surged fiercely, swelling in front of everyone. A vortex faintly appeared at the end of the whisk handle. Yin Shangren and others understood tacitly, each contributing their most terrifying imagined dreamscapes into the mix with their thoughts. Among these, the dreamscapes depicted by Yin Shangren were especially strange and horrifying. Even with Li Fan's experience, after observing them, he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine. In comparison, the Illusion Dreams woven by Artisan, Bai Hua, and Xu Ke were much more common. The dreamscapes of Artisan often involved the destruction of the world, turning into puppets, unable to distinguish between the real and the unreal. The dreamscapes of Bai Hua related to the withering of life, with all things falling into ice-sealed silence. Under the successive purging by different terrifying dreamscapes, the Xuanhuang evil spirit had quietly undergone a qualitative change. "Is it really that horrific outside the high wall?" "If I'd known, I would never have left the high wall. Even if I could only barely survive, it would be better than losing my life in an instant!" Such thoughts accumulated in the Xuanhuang evil spirit with each completion of a dreamscape. Although each time felt almost like an imperceptible scratch, the speed of the dreamscape's creation and reincarnation was too fast. Each instant, hundreds of thousands of dreamscapes vanished and arose anew. More importantly, these dreamscapes were not simply ordinary-looking. They incorporated a sliver of Li Fan's realization of [False is also True], among the highest level Illusion Arrays in the world. From the outside, one might wonder why those in the array couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality. But only those truly within could personally experience the powerful nature of this [False is also True] Illusion Reality. Li Fan, looking at his masterpiece, couldn't help feeling a little proud: "Transformed and superior to the original Cloud Water Illusion Art, the effect is much stronger." "Also integrated with the Illusion Array enhancement… Even if it's not an Immortal Array, it surpasses an Immortal Array." As the dreamscapes iterated continuously, the speed at which the Xuanhuang evil spirit drowned also increased. Initially, occasional doubts and resistance arose. Later on, all questions disappeared. What remained was endless regret and fear. Watching the Xuanhuang evil spirit, which was finally shivering within the Array Technique, Li Fan realized that the dish was finally ready to be served. "Rise!" Li Fan extended his hand forward and grasped the huge horsetail whisk in the air. Then he stirred slightly. The myriad silvery white filaments of the horsetail whisk, too, stirred non-stop within the coffin. They were like blades, slicing the completely resigned Xuanhuang evil spirit into countless fine parts. That sealed coffin also became illusory as the evil spirit disintegrated. Li Fan gently waved the horsetail whisk, and a part of the filaments rolled up a portion of the dismembered Xuanhuang evil spirit, bringing it before Yin Shangren. "Daoist brother, please!" Yin Shangren first performed a salute to express his gratitude to Li Fan. Afterwards, he solemnly collected the divided Xuanhuang malevolent thoughts in front of him. Li Fan then allocated a portion for the Artisan. Like a butcher, in a short while, Li Fan completed the division of the Xuanhuang malevolent thoughts. Everyone present got a share. Even Li Fan himself had more than the others. However, people like Yin Shangren naturally had no complaints about this. "Go!" Manipulating the huge horsetail whisk solemnly, Li Fan hurled it towards the sky. Tearing the firmament, he opened a passage to the Xuanhuang World. "Oh hazy vast ocean, the soul returning there~" Li Fan chanted softly to himself. Without needing Li Fan to do too much, as soon as the passage opened, the consciousness of Xuanhuang World Heaven Path noticed the presence of Da Xuan, its own splintered will from years past. Within the passage, thunderous roars echoed endlessly, as if the consciousness of the Xuanhuang Heaven Path was about to descend. "The soul returning there!" Li Fan pointed into the void. The purified and divided portion of Xuanhuang malevolent thoughts in front of him flew towards the passage. It picked up speed swiftly and vanished from everyone's sight in an instant. Subsequently, people like Yin Shangren followed suit. After a short half a day, the long-scattered Xuanhuang malevolent thoughts had finally completely returned to the Xuanhuang World. The channel closed, and all anomalies disappeared without a trace. Xu Ke watched the seal on the coffin that had faded away to nothingness, feeling a sense of loss deep in his heart. Artisan appeared somewhat worried: "Is that all? We didn't just busy ourselves for nothing, did we?" Li Fan smiled faintly and said: "Rest assured, my friends. The Xuanhuang does not suffer losses, there will be rewards for those who contributed." "However, we need to give the Xuanhuang World some time to digest. Before reaping the rewards, everyone just needs to wait patiently." As he spoke these words, Li Fan's figure began to fade. Only leaving the crowd with mixed expressions behind. Yin Shangren turned to inquire Xu Ke about Mr. Bai. Xu Ke, previously somewhat perplexed, suddenly perked up. The two hit it off from the start and talked with great pleasure. Hundred Flowers and the Artisan seemed somewhat at odds, each going their separate ways. They were all waiting for the reward from the Xuanhuang World that Li Fan had mentioned to arrive. Meanwhile. Within the Xuanhuang World. Li Fan's true self concealed his tracks, quietly observing the changes happening within the Xuanhuang World. If one said that absorbing the Immortal Spirit Energy was a change on the surface of mountains and rivers. Then the internal assimilation of its own fragmented will was happening silently within the very fabric of the world. Only cultivators very familiar with the operation of the Xuanhuang Realm Celestial Way could see through it. "It's comparable to the strengthening of the Divine Soul and Divine Sense for us cultivators." "The first to benefit would be the laws of the Xuanhuang World. That is, the longevity of the Xuanhuang World..." Li Fan sensed several immense consciousnesses sweeping across Heaven and Earth. Some of them were very familiar. "Hmph, let them have a taste of sweetness first. Anyway, in the end, they will have to spit it all out to me!" After some searching, these immense wills still failed to find the reason for the strange changes in the Xuanhuang World. They had no choice but to give up. Li Fan sneered inwardly and ignored them. Still focusing wholeheartedly on perceiving the changes taking place within the Xuanhuang World. Changes completely different from those of the world-ending turmoil he had comprehended.