My Simulated Road to Immortality

"Perhaps it can resist for a while, but in the face of the Ink-Killing Immortal Soul with [Illusionary Life] characteristics, it will ultimately be dyed black piece by piece."

Li Fan, who had once delved into the core of the Dao Network and understood the powers of the Ink-Killing Immortal Soul and the Dao Network, concluded after a round of derivation.

"Compared to me devouring and absorbing it, allowing it to evolve on its own can better play out its characteristics."

Li Fan felt the various Ink-Killing shadows evolving around him and carefully observed them all.

His own being was already in Unity-Path with the Ink-Killing Immortal Soul; if he could simultaneously grasp the laws being contaminated, he could easily replicate them one by one.

Looking around, Li Fan seemed to glimpse the possible next step on his path.

"The Dao comprehension for a True Immortal, one major shackle is that the great paths cannot be cultivated together."

"Even with the help of the 'Immeasurable Heavenly Pivot Divinity Skill', at most two or three paths can be combined into one. But if I use the Ink-Killing Immortal Soul as my foundation..."

"The Three Thousand Great Paths, all in my grasp!"

Li Fan seemed to see the endless Dao Network stretching from heaven to earth, gradually being stained by the Ink-Killing from nowhere.

He unconsciously stretched out and looked at his own palm.

Among the countless squirming black particles, with his inspiration, there seemed to be differentiations into various paths.

Though they were paths generally realized in his past cultivation experiences, like Five Elements, Green Wind, Blue Flame, etc., each new aspect made Li Fan feel suddenly stronger.

"The reason I can easily accomplish what countless sages couldn't is because the path of [Ink-Killing] doesn't exist within this heaven and earth."

"Its very core is Dao Yan. It's the Infinite Sea."

"It is above the great paths of the Mortal World! Thus unrestricted by the prohibition against cultivating the great paths together in the Mortal World!"

"Every path seen in the Mortal World can be comprehended and used."

Watching his increasingly vivid ink-colored body, a realization surged in Li Fan's heart.

"If Ink-Killing can do so, then what about..."

"[Hai Zhen]?"

The ink color churned, and Li Fan ultimately returned his thoughts to his very core.

"Through Ink-Killing, infect all the world's paths."

"Each path a step, when all the great paths of the Mortal World are mastered. Perhaps it will be just a step away from [Truth and Deception Transformation]..."

Li Fan's ink-colored body spread out with a bang, fully merging into the newly born Ink-Killing Immortal Soul of the Xuanhuang World.

He must first transfer these paths grasped by the newborn Ink-Killing Immortal Soul temporarily.

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The true self gained greatly, finally finding the path most suitable for himself in the apocalyptic background of the severed Immortal Road and decaying great paths.

And after sensing the changes in the true self, Li Buren, looking at the Tiandu Grandmaster still in [Illusory Life Phantom] ahead, already had thoughts in mind.

A dab of ink appeared at his fingertip.

Then turned into a wisp of black air, slowly flying toward the Tiandu Grandmaster.

Infused into the chanting sounds, like a drop into a vast lake, it quickly disappeared.

But the ink did not disappear.

Instead, it changed the color of this vast lake!

The Illusory Life Phantom rippled with slight waves, attempting to rid itself of the invading ink.

But each of its movements gave the Ink-Killing an opportunity to attack.

Within the phantom body, a shadow quietly occupied the forehead.

From being locked onto by Li Buren till now, the Tiandu Grandmaster, with an ever-calm face, finally changed.

Though he still seemed collected.

However, Li Buren could see that he was putting on a facade of calm.

"Ink-Killing is indeed more useful than my Dao Network's brute force."

Thinking this, Li Buren also drew a trace of the Ink-Killing Immortal Soul's power into himself.

As if the entire starry sky suddenly dimmed, the heavens fell into silence.

But after a few breaths, under this dim sky, greater vitality emerged.

With the amplification of Ink-Killing characteristics, Li Buren, although unable to directly compare with the Illusory Life Phantom, could to some extent ignore its influence.

Amidst the surrounding chanting, step by step, he advanced with difficulty.

Slow yet determined, he finally arrived before the Tiandu Grandmaster.

He tightly gripped the other's throat, pulling him out from the Illusory Life Phantom's protection with a gradually panicked expression!

"You..."

As the Grandmaster tried to speak, the dim Dao Network already wrapped him tightly.

Strands of ink infused from his Celestial Spirit Lid.

The Grandmaster's eyes, his pupils vanished in an instant, turning pitch-black.

The struggling ceased slowly.

Li Buren was using Ink-Killing to erode the Grandmaster's cultivated paths.

Originally, Li Buren thought the Grandmaster clung to the [Path of Illusionary Life] for millennia. What he should have cultivated was also this path.

But when Li Buren followed Ink-Killing into the Grandmaster's inner core, he noticed something was amiss.

"The Grandmaster is unlike the Hungry Immortal, who due to cultivating the [Hunger] path experienced twisted time, seemingly passing through millennia in just a few days. He has truly been comprehending the Illusory Life Phantom since the era of King of Mystic Sky."

"After such a long time, living day and night with the [Illusory Life Phantom], even if he were a pig, his understanding of the path of illusionary life surely shouldn't be lacking. But as for this Grandmaster..."

"Since encountering me, he's almost entirely relied on the phantom's protection. His own ability to avoid disaster is nearly negligible."

Though Li Buren entered the Grandmaster's core through the power of the Ink-Killing Immortal Soul.

What he saw was simply too "thin".

Not only the understood paths but also his experiences and memories.

Nothing like the capacity expected of the Tiandu Grandmaster, who sat in Tiandu overlooking Xuanhuang for tens of thousands of years.

Li Buren glanced around, instinctively sensing something was off.

Looking at the desolate surroundings, he suddenly recalled the scene of countless Cubed Star Seas in parallel at the High Wall experiment site.

"Perhaps this is just one part of the Grandmaster's inner world?"

Li Buren had a realization.

Infinite ink then burst from his body.

Within a few breaths, it completely engulfed the space.

Under the crushing pressure of a terrifying force, it began to permeate into other places.

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Quickly corrected and returned.

Originally, Li Buren thought the Grandmaster clung to the [Path of Illusionary Life] for millennia. What he should have cultivated was also this path.

But he only realized something was wrong after following the Ink-Killing into the Grandmaster's inner core.

"The Grandmaster is unlike the Hungry Immortal, who due to cultivating the path of [Hunger] experienced a twisted sense of time, with thousands of years seeming like mere days. He has truthfully been comprehending the Illusory Life Phantom since the era of King of Mystic Sky."

"Such a long time, living day and night with the [Illusory Life Phantom], even if he were a pig, his understanding of the path of illusionary life should not be lacking. But this Grandmaster..."

"Since crossing paths with me, he has relied almost entirely on the phantom of protection. The ability he exhibited to avoid disaster was virtually negligible."

Though Li Buren accessed the Grandmaster's core with the power of the Ink-Killing Immortal Soul.

His insights, experiences, and memories were all too "thin" to see.

Completely unlike the capacity expected of the Tiandu Grandmaster who had dominion over Xuanhuang for tens of thousands of years.

Looking around at the empty scene, he suddenly remembered the scene of countless Cubed Star Seas lined up in the High Wall experiment site.

Li Buren sensed something within.

Boundless ink then burst forth from his body.

Quickly, within a few breaths, it began to engulf the space completely.

Then, under the pressure of a terrifying force, it started to seep into other places.