My Simulated Road to Immortality - Chapter 1707: 1406
Chapter 1707: Chapter 1406
Here’s the translation:
But dealing with Li Fan, who has already reached the Half-Immortal Realm, proved to be somewhat beyond their capabilities.
Simply giving rise to a thought of resistance, that murmuring sound had already failed to drag Li Fan down.
Contact is mutual.
During the time it attempted to erode Li Fan, Li Fan, on some level, had already “seen and heard” it.
In Xuanyuan Tuo’s long-standing impression, it was meaningless, void murmuring.
But for Li Fan…
It was a sacred and chilling chanting of scripture!
“…Empty words, generations unending. Intent, spirit, body, soul, born in chaos, returning to chaos.”
“One persists forever. Both lost and preserved.”
Perhaps because it was Xuanyuan Tuo who conveyed it, Li Fan tried his best to distinguish the words, but could only make out fragments.
The rest were elusive and obscure, quick chanting sounds.
This sacred, enigmatic sound of scripture chanting didn’t originate from any individual; rather, it seemed to be sung collectively by countless living beings.
What unsettled Li Fan slightly was that he could faintly hear voices familiar to him interwoven within it.
It wasn’t just the tones.
It was the words spoken by acquaintances during their interactions with him.
“Dao Xuanzi, you’ve gone too far!”
“Twenty-nine years old and already at the final stage of Energy Refining…”
“Young friend, what are you hoping for?”
“Tianyang, in his lifetime, was inferior to none!”
…
Various utterances like these.
Not limited to this lifetime alone, but tracing back to Li Fan’s past reincarnations.
As those voices echoed, blurry figures began appearing in Li Fan’s spirit consciousness.
Even without seeing their faces, Li Fan could effortlessly discern each of their identities.
Under the influence of this chanting sound, Li Fan even began to faintly experience the same sentiment as Xuanyuan Tuo once did.
It felt as though he could influence their real selves in the present through these phantasms from memory!
Within the Tianxuan Mirror, the Divine Sense Incarnation stood silently, eyes closed in deep reflection.
Outside the Tianxuan Mirror, Li Fan’s true self was already in a state of preparedness.
This mysterious chanting sound, capable of reflecting scenes of past Reincarnation from his Divine Soul’s memory, was enough to demonstrate its extraordinariness.
Though this didn’t necessarily mean it had uncovered the secret to Hai Zhen’s endless cycles of reincarnation…
Li Fan nonetheless could not afford to be anything less than supremely cautious.
One Immortal Formation Ring after another was already in place, surrounding him as protective barriers, ready for any unforeseen events.
Yet fortunately, the worst-case scenario Li Fan had anticipated had not come to pass.
Li Fan remained vigilant while simultaneously absorbing the knowledge and perception of his Divine Sense Incarnation.
As he listened to the sounds, Li Fan inexplicably began to feel faint familiarity.
With a brief reflection, indistinct voices surged forth in his spirit consciousness, accompanied by memories.
“Dao, beginning of antiquity. Xin, utter extinction.”
“Cultivation of Thought and Intent, Communication of Intent, Retrospective Deity.”
“Thousand Spirits Moving, Hundredfold Rupture of Spirit.”
“Without Fault.”
…
These sounds coexisted alongside the chanting sound.
The two resonated together, not only unaffected by each other but also becoming increasingly distinct in their voices!
In front of Li Fan, it seemed as though two figures appeared. One to the left, one to the right, articulating some ultimate truth of the Great Dao to him.
After momentarily dazing, Li Fan quickly realized the origin of the voices.
They were the chants sung by the Tiandu Grandmaster during the Emperor’s lifetime, in the face of the Obliteration Storm Calamity.
At that time, Li Fan had merely been situated within the Immortal Array’s center, observing the struggles of the Emperor and several Supreme beings from a distance.
He only faintly caught fragments of the Grandmaster’s chants, unable to wholly reconstruct them.
Yet now, through the inexplicable influence of the chanting sound…
The once incomplete memories had become whole!
“During the Emperor’s lifetime, although influenced by True Immortal Seal Characters, his connection with me was completely severed. Yet, he was derived from my differentiation.”
“He is me, I am him. This deep-layered connection has never been fully severed.”
“Mundane methods cannot trace it. But this chanting sound can…”
Li Fan gained clarity in his heart.
The Grandmaster’s chant turned out to be a Disaster-Avoiding Immortal Method.
For Li Fan, now ascended to the Immortal Realm, the understanding was vastly different from that of the Emperor’s time.
“It doesn’t seem particularly extraordinary.”
“But it has managed to partially dispel the [Erosion] caused by the chanting sound on me…”
With a glimmer in his eyes, Li Fan, overtaken with inspiration, began chanting the Disaster-Avoiding Immortal Formula alongside it.
Veiled by the chanting sound, the slight sense of unease and dread in his heart gradually subsided.
This faint fear was so subtle that Li Fan hadn’t initially realized its existence.
Only after it had truly dissipated did the stark contrast between before and after make him aware of its presence.
“Had I been affected by just one of the chanting sounds, even as a Half-Immortal, I would have inevitably fallen into it deeply. But now, with both chanting sounds emanating concurrently, they seem to have established a form of equilibrium.”
“Between themselves, they clash against one another. Yet this keeps me unharmed.”
Li Fan let out a deep breath.
The powers at the True Immortal level were indeed endlessly strange. Interacting with them required the utmost caution.
“The Grandmaster’s chant is the Disaster-Avoiding Immortal Formula.”
“It’s probably due to this very formula that he stayed so securely hidden within the Xuanhuang World, never bothered by anyone.”
Having personally experienced the wonders of the Disaster-Avoiding Immortal Formula, Li Fan turned to examine the chanting sound anew.
“Impacting and altering reality through phantasms of past memory…”
Gazing at the multitude of indistinct figures standing within his spirit consciousness…
Li Fan’s focus fell on one particular figure among them.
Concentrating his intent…
There was neither any fluctuation of celestial spiritual power nor any ripple in mundane energy.
Yet, in a moment, an extraordinary occurrence transpired.
In the Xuanhuang World, on Liuli Island…
He Zhenghao was staring fixedly at the Small Tianxuan Mirror. Due to Li Fan’s single palm strike, which led to the disappearance of the Immortal Alliance Headquarters, all commodity prices had been thrown into chaos, skyrocketing and plummeting without control.
“Damn it! They won’t even allow us to sell anything.”
“This is everything I’ve worked for in half a lifetime!”
He Zhenghao’s bloodshot eyes were shadowed by madness, teetering on the brink of hysterics.
But suddenly, his complexion turned deathly pale.
His mind felt as though it had been split open by an axe, struck heavily, and he collapsed to the ground.
After an indeterminate amount of time, he finally recovered.
It felt as though half his life force had slipped away, leaving him drenched in sweat.
“Spirit Mist Grass?”
“My contribution points, squandered without return?”
“Mountain River Hidden Dragon Skill?”
…
Thฤฑ๐จ ๐ผh๐p๐ก๐ฒr ๐ชั p๐๐๐ญาฝ๐ b๐ฆ แธฐ๐คฦ๐ฎศ ๐ค๐๐ฎ๐น
Staring at the flood of memories erupting within his mind, He Zhenghao froze in shock.
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“Had I been affected by just one of the chanting sounds, even as a Half-Immortal, I would have inevitably fallen into it deeply. But now, with both chanting sounds emanating concurrently, they seem to have established a form of equilibrium.”
“Between themselves, they clash against one another. Yet this keeps me unharmed.”
Li Fan let out a deep breath.
The powers at the True Immortal level were indeed endlessly strange. Interacting with them required the utmost caution.
“The Grandmaster’s chant is the Disaster-Avoiding Immortal Formula.”
“It’s probably due to this very formula that he stayed so securely hidden within the Xuanhuang World, never bothered by anyone.”
Having personally experienced the wonders of the Disaster-Avoiding Immortal Formula, Li Fan turned to examine the chanting sound anew.
“Impacting and altering reality through phantasms of past memory…”
Gazing at the multitude of indistinct figures standing within his spirit consciousness…
Li Fan’s focus fell on one particular figure among them.
Concentrating his intent…
There was neither any fluctuation of celestial spiritual power nor any ripple in mundane energy.
Yet, in a moment, an extraordinary occurrence transpired.
In the Xuanhuang World, on Liuli Island…
He Zhenghao was staring fixedly at the Small Tianxuan Mirror. Due to Li Fan’s single palm strike, which led to the disappearance of the Immortal Alliance Headquarters, all commodity prices had been thrown into chaos, skyrocketing and plummeting without control.
“Damn it! They won’t even allow us to sell anything.”
“This is everything I’ve worked for in half a lifetime!”
He Zhenghao’s bloodshot eyes were shadowed by madness, teetering on the brink of hysterics.
But suddenly, his complexion turned deathly pale.
His mind felt as though it had been split open by an axe, struck heavily, and he collapsed to the ground.
After an indeterminate amount of time, he finally recovered.
It felt as though half his life force had slipped away, leaving him drenched in sweat.
“Spirit Mist Grass?”
“My contribution points, squandered without return?”
“Mountain River Hidden Dragon Skill?”
…
Staring at the flood of memories erupting within his mind, He Zhenghao froze in shock.
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