My Longevity Simulation - Chapter 1791

Chapter 1767 Becoming a divine guest

. Zhang Fan, hesitant, didn’t notice Xuanyuan Hong’s change of expression.

Admittedly, he was somewhat frightened by the sudden revelation of the true nature of the Shanhaidao. But his nature compelled him to do so, and with the precious treasure, “Zhenzhen,” at his side,

he felt

a pang of resignation.

He wasn’t like Senior Fisherman, who seemed capable of sitting there and fishing forever.

“Let me think about it, let me think about it.” Zhang Fan was momentarily unsure.

Xuanyuan Hong didn’t push him, but he seemed to have foreseen Zhang Fan’s ultimate decision.

In this world, time seemed to stand still.

Fisherman and the newly captured stone slab, two figures, large and small, sat fishing.

Xuanyuan Hong spent most of his time lovingly with her Taoist partner, occasionally stopping by to check on Zhang Fan.

As for the other seniors Xuanyuan Hong mentioned, Zhang Fan hadn’t noticed.

Presumably, they didn’t want to be disturbed.

There are living creatures here, but their lifespans are incredibly long, and they never age until the mountains and seas crumble. This world, too, seems to have life itself, growing in size and proportion. Its resources are inexhaustible.

In a sense, it truly is a paradise.

There shouldn’t be anything to fault.

But…

ten years passed, a hundred years passed, and Zhang Fan still hadn’t adapted.

Even though he lived a carefree life, he felt a constant sense of restraint. After

eight hundred years, Zhang Fan finally couldn’t bear it anymore.

He approached Xuanyuan Hong, his expression solemn.

“It seems you’ve thought it over,” Xuanyuan Hong said with emotion, having anticipated his arrival.

Zhang Fan nodded.

“Think carefully. Once you leave here, there’s no chance of returning,” Xuanyuan Hong said solemnly.

Zhang Fan couldn’t quite grasp the meaning behind his words.

After eight hundred years of restraint, now free, his heart was like a wild horse, eager to run free.

“I’ve made up my mind. I won’t regret it.”

“Okay,” Xuanyuan Hong sighed softly.

“When do we leave?” he asked again.

“Now,” Zhang Fan said gravely.

“I’m afraid if I stay any longer, my resolve will wane again, and I won’t have the resolve I need,” he explained.

“Fine. Then I’ll see you off one last time. The road ahead is bumpy, and I can’t help you much.”

Accompanied by Xuanyuan Hong, Zhang Fan emerged from that false heaven.

Feeling the immense pressure of Daoyan once again, Zhang Fan instinctively felt a wave of fear.

But at the same time, he also felt a sense of freedom, like the vast seas for fish to leap, the sky for birds to soar.

He wanted only to let out a roar, to vent his joy.

Xuanyuan Hong simply allowed Zhang Fan to express himself, and before parting, he handed him a jade pendant.

“In the face of a fatal crisis, this jade pendant can protect you.”

“But it can only protect you once.”

“Where you go from now on depends entirely on your own luck.”

Zhang Fan thanked Xuanyuan Hong profusely and bid farewell.

He crossed Daoyan and rode the waves across the mountains and sea.

The place he had come from, along with Xuanyuan Hong, suddenly disappeared into the mountains and sea.

Within that world,

Xuanyuan Hong, the Fisherman, the Immortal Guest, and three other figures all looked up.

They looked toward the figure of [Huanzhen] and the world of [Slaying God Transformation] where Li Fan’s true form resided.

Their gazes swept over it, and while they couldn’t pinpoint the exact location, they had a general

idea of where it was. Zhang Fan had been in this world for thousands of years, and his details were still unknown. But they had a general idea.

“Actually, Brother Zhang is quite a good person. It’s a shame there won’t be another Zhang Fan here.”

“After all, this is the Great Dao of True and False. It’s not shameful to be suddenly breached by their blockade and descended upon. Fortunately, I’ve already perfected this world’s defenses; no more pawns will enter.”

“Unless that person comes in person.”

“Thanks for your hard work, Senior Pozhenzi,” Xuanyuan Hong said.

Pozhenzi’s gaze never shifted from the direction of [Slaying God Transformation].

After a long pause, he spoke with a lost voice, “Once, it seems I fought alongside them. Sadly, I’ve lost my courage now.”

With that, a wine gourd materialized in his hand, and he emptied it in one gulp.

“We once believed that the survival of the mountains and seas was due to the Great Dao. It wasn’t just you; everyone here, who hasn’t fought to save the world?” “

But in reality, reincarnation is the true destiny here. Those who attempt to break it are heretics. Pozhenzi, haven’t you grasped it yet?”

A voice echoed. Pozhenzi snorted coldly and took a few more sips.

“Wangji Sou, you talk too much.”

“Knowing is one thing, accepting is another.”

“Besides, when we built this refuge together, there was no agreement. You can’t go back on your word and leave!”

…

The atmosphere grew cold for a moment.

“Ha, hooked!” It was the Fisherman’s exclamation that broke the deadlock.

After playing with his hooked fish for a moment, then carelessly tossing it back into the mountain and sea fishing grounds, the fisherman stopped fishing and abruptly stood up.

He reunited with his old friends.

Everyone’s eyes were instantly fixed on him.

“Unchanging is temporary. Change is permanent.”

“We settle here, merely awaiting the right opportunity. If it works, we’ll do it. If not, we’ll continue to rest. Why argue?” the fisherman said calmly.

“You must know that we’re not the only ones hiding in the mountains and seas, awaiting the true change.” The fisherman’s gaze seemed to penetrate the undercurrents of the mountain and sea fishing grounds, reaching everywhere.

“I’m afraid all of us old bodies combined wouldn’t be as strong as one person alone,” he chuckled self-deprecatingly.

Xuanyuan Hong repeatedly said: “Senior Diao Weng is too modest. Although all saints are equal except the true gods, you have all become gods after all. If a real fight breaks out, you will not be afraid of anyone.”

“Become a god…”

These two words seemed to touch upon some ancient memories of everyone present, and for a moment they fell into silence again.

“At the dawn of time, at the beginning of time, the saints fought endlessly. Their quest was to seize the blessings of the mountains and seas, to gain the divine opportunity to become gods.”

“They’ve lost their minds over this. Just like us back then.

” “No amount of persuasion will do. Only when one has truly become a god, having experienced everything, will one understand.”

“Except for you, Xuanyuan.” The fisherman slowly walked to a preferred spot between heaven and earth and sat down again.

He grabbed the stone slab, which had been completely stunned by the shocking secrets he had overheard, and brought it to his side. He

resumed fishing.

Xuanyuan Hong smiled bitterly: “Compared to you elders, I’m simply more self-aware.”

“After countless reincarnations, the truth and falsehood have finally shifted. Let it be. We can’t resist anyway.”

“But this time, I think there might be something different.”

After a discussion, the saints dispersed,

retreating into the world.

“It’s a pity for Brother Zhang.”

“He’s truly a genuine man. I wonder if we’ll ever see him again,” Xuantian Wang sighed.

…

Zhang Fan, who had fled far away, was unaware of the mysteries of this world.

He had slowly recovered from the initial excitement of leaving.

He refused to admit it, but deep down, he was already feeling some regret.

Daoyan was truly treacherous and infinitely dangerous. Some things had far exceeded his expectations.

Seeing it was one thing, experiencing it firsthand was another.

Just the possibility of finding another place to stay had almost exhausted Zhang Fan’s entire energy.

“If the Daoyan between the Mountains and Seas is so bad, how much more so the Void Realm beyond the Mountains and Seas?”

Zhang Fan’s heart grew increasingly horrified.

But once the arrow was shot, there was no turning back. Zhang Fan could no longer find his way back, so he had no choice but to continue on.

“Fortunately, I still have over ninety opportunities to use Zhenzhen.”

Just as Zhang Fan was rejoicing at this, his expression suddenly changed.

“Someone else possessing Zhenzhen appeared nearby? Can’t use it for the time being?”

“What does that mean?”

Zhang Fan was shocked, even as he suddenly saw the true nature of the Daoyan between the Mountains and Seas.

From birth until now, possessing the Great Dao of Truth and Falsehood, he had always believed himself to be the legendary protagonist, the destined one. Therefore, even if his golden finger was discovered, he would remain unscathed.

Unexpectedly, shortly after leaving the Novice Village, he encountered a being identical to himself.

“What the hell is going on?”

Zhang Fan was shocked and furious.

But before he could even think, the surroundings were engulfed in flames.

Under the blazing flames, Zhang Fan was forced to reveal himself.

“Fellow Daoist, wait a minute…”

Zhang Fan was still thinking about discussing the similarities between their situations.

However, the other person, accompanied by the True Immortal, showed no interest in communicating. The attack not only did not slow down, but intensified.

The surrounding flames had the power to incinerate the heavens and destroy the earth.

Even the Dao Annihilation Wave was temporarily suppressed by the flames.

Zhang Fan tried to escape, but he could not break through the encirclement of the flames.

“You’re trying to kill me!”

Zhang Fan finally realized, and at the critical moment, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

“In that case, don’t blame me!”

After years in the sheltered world, free from the worries of life and death, he had slacked off in his cultivation and fighting skills.

But after all, he was surrounded by so many powerful people. The

occasional advice he received from Zhang Fan was an opportunity that others could never achieve in their lifetime.

“Whoever takes the bait will!”

Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes, his gaze seemingly piercing the sea of flames, finding the hidden figure behind the scenes.

Using his hand as a rod, he gently cast out.

The rod dropped, and the fish was caught!

As if for no apparent reason, Lin Fan, the one who had spread the flames, was captured by Zhang Fan.

His face was filled with astonishment.

He instinctively wanted to struggle, but his entire body

felt as if bound by a thick layer of fishing line, unable to move. His enemy was instantly captured, and when

he truly wanted to kill him, Zhang Fan hesitated. After all, he had never killed anyone

in his life. Moreover, not only was the man’s fate strikingly similar to his own, but even his aura was vaguely similar.

“There must be some connection between us,”

Zhang Fan thought to himself.

Just as he hesitated, a gust of wind seemed to blow past him.

The hooked Lin Fan was consumed by the flames, reduced to ash.

Zhang Fan was startled.

Before he could react, a flash of dark fire struck him directly between the eyebrows.

“Am I to perish here?”

Past events flashed through Zhang Fan’s mind.

He felt a mixture of regret and loss,

and also anger towards the attacker.

Just as the pitch-black flames threatened to consume Zhang Fan’s soul,

a flash of green light illuminated, halting the onslaught.

“Brother Xuanyuan!”

Zhang Fan reacted instantly. The

very jade pendant Xuanyuan Hong had gifted him before their departure had saved his life.

He had assumed that with “Zhenzhen” in hand, he would never need this treasure. Unexpectedly, after only half a step in his journey of a thousand miles, it had already triggered.

Knowing he would never get a second chance, Zhang Fan steeled himself.

“Death and death!”

The moment he uttered the words, Zhang Fan seemed to split in two.

One was filled with death, like a zombie that had slumbered for a thousand years. The other was full of life, like a thousand-year-old tree.

Death incarnate, it struck its own head with a fierce blow.

As his head was severed, Lin Fan, not far away, let out a scream.

For some unknown reason, his head was also chopped off.

It wasn’t just his body

; even his soul and will were ripped apart by the blade,

falling into Zhang Fan’s hands.

“Die!”

Zhang Fan no longer hesitated. The embodiment of death pointed a finger at his own head,

shattering his body into pieces.

Taking his great enemy, Lin Fan, along with him.

The disappearance of the incarnation of death had no impact on Zhang Fan’s physical survival.

The endless green of immortality nourished him, allowing him to quickly recover from his injuries.

The psychological impact of this battle far outweighed his physical and spiritual damage.

Yet, he had gained something.

“Zhenzhen” had been reactivated, temporarily averting danger.

And…

“I can feel the opponent’s Zhenzhen power being absorbed by me.”

Zhang Fan closed his eyes, sensing the growth of a strange energy within him.

“Senior Fishing Man has mentioned more than once that the so-called Zhenzhen is the transition between truth and falsehood, the great path of truth and falsehood.”

“I’ve also privately asked Brother Xuanyuan. It seems only I can comprehend and practice this path. Even a genius like him can’t grasp it even a little.”

“Now, a second one has appeared.”

“And there are far more.”

After killing Lin Fan, Zhang Fan also intercepted some of his memories.

Before meeting him, Lin Fan had already encountered three others who also possessed Zhenzhen. Lin Fan had fought his way through, but unexpectedly, he still fell at his hands.

“This man’s minor cultivation is the Great Dao of the Silence of Ashes…”

“Just average.”

Zhang Fan frowned, then relaxed.

He knew from the other person’s memories that this Great Dao was already among the most supreme in the mountains and seas, attainable by ordinary cultivators in their lifetimes.

“I had a vague idea that Senior Chui Diao Weng might be a distinguished figure. But I still didn’t imagine he might be even more remarkable than I imagined…”

Zhang Fan, belatedly realizing, finally understood what Xuanyuan Hong meant by his parting words about never being able to return.

But Zhang Fan only felt a moment of regret before his resolve hardened once more.

“Compared to a life of eternal peace, this kind of killing and plundering…”

“It suits me better.”

Even though this time yielded no tangible gains, Zhang Fan felt a faint, uncontrollable excitement deep within him.

“Let me see how many more like me there are in these vast mountains and seas!”

“As many as I meet, I’ll kill them. Until…”

“I find the real culprit!”

Even if Zhang Fan didn’t understand it yet, he knew he might be part of a vast conspiracy.

He wanted to break the impasse. He wanted revenge!