My Longevity Simulation - Chapter 1796

Chapter 1772 Fake Yucun

“Then let us see who will ultimately prevail.” Facing a deadlock deemed impossible by the true gods of this realm, Li Fan’s resolve remained unwavering.

As his thoughts raced, countless rays of light appeared, like a galaxy of stars, floating around him.

These were the thoughts, feelings, and insights he had previously projected upon his clones.

It was as if he had personally experienced countless reincarnations across the mountains and seas, cultivating a different Great Dao each time.

As if a divine pen were constantly painting, the once somewhat empty Great Dao Hall became increasingly sacred and solemn, restoring its original appearance amidst the mountains and seas.

The shifting of truth and falsehood within the Great Dao Hall, the return of the real to the phantom, also invisibly became more real. Even the faintest traces of the figure’s blurred features could be discerned.

It bore a striking resemblance to Li Fan, yet possessed the features of countless “Children of Destiny.”

Even more astonishing was the transformation of Li Fan himself.

“I am only me. Even if I reincarnate for countless years, I will not change in the slightest.”

A sky filled with starlight surrounded Li Fan, illuminating his form.

But Li Fan remained unchanged.

The starlight, like a torch, helped Li Fan to gain insight into himself amidst the darkness of nothingness.

“This avenue hall is resplendent and dazzling, perhaps able to easily suppress all beings in the mountains and seas. But in front of that true god, it is completely useless.”

“All the ways and laws of the mountains and seas originate from the true god. No matter how high one’s cultivation reaches, it is difficult to escape the calamity of returning to the gods. If there is an exception… perhaps it is [truth and falsehood].”

“[Truth and falsehood] is similar to the divine power gifted by gods, which allows gods to exist forever in endless reincarnation. Therefore, everything here, even gods, cannot escape truth and falsehood.”

“In other words, gods can actually be regarded as the true holders of [truth and falsehood]. However, compared to an outsider like me, he cannot retain his own memory in repeated returns to truth and falsehood.”

“Despite this trait, he still cannot use the changes of truth and falsehood to kill gods.”

“Zhang Fan and Zhen Shiyin both believe that I am the master of the avenue of truth and falsehood. In fact, the only one who is qualified to be called the master of the avenue of truth and falsehood is [god]. A god without the avenue of truth and falsehood cannot be called a true god at all. He is just a guest god born by accident.”

“[Huanzhen] and the true God cannot coexist in the world. If I could prevent [Huanzhen] from becoming a god, I could effectively prevent the true God from descending. Unfortunately…”

“I can’t do it.”

Li Fan couldn’t help but recall those final moments of the mountains and seas.

All things return to the gods; this is the fate of all things in the world. The trend is set, and even [truth and falsehood] cannot escape it.

“So it seems to be just as I deduced before. I am the only one capable of slaying the gods. But before, I had no concrete idea of how to do it. But now…”

Li Fan lowered his gaze to the “Zhang Fan” in the remaining mountains and seas.

“Perhaps, this is the way out.”

…

“What have you discovered?”

Zhen Shiyin’s voice rang out, jarring Zhang Fan from his momentary trance.

The moment their eyes met, the moment they saw the multitudinous phantoms, Zhang Fan’s mind was lost.

It was as if he had fallen into a dream.

He seemed to have experienced countless bizarre events, but now, upon waking, he had forgotten them all.

Only the two overlapping figures, like elusive ghosts, would occasionally flash before Zhang Fan’s eyes,

sending a chill through him .

After faithfully recounting what he had witnessed, Zhen Shiyin fell into deep thought.

But the mountains and seas were running out of time.

The Tree of Truth and Falsehood had withered, and the great tide of Dao Annihilation had struck again.

The mountains and seas were crumbling, and the apocalypse was upon us.

This time, there was no turning back.

Everything in the world was inevitably falling towards its predetermined end, and Zhen Shiyin seemed to have made up his mind.

“It’s time to talk to my old friends.”

“Follow me.”

A pale light enveloped Zhang Fan, and in an instant, he passed through the shattered mountains and seas,

arriving at a strange place.

The deepest part of the Infinite Sea, the foundation of the mountains and seas lay.

If the mountains and seas had specific rings, this would be the first to appear.

An ancient, primordial aura flowed freely.

But at this moment, the underlying logic of the mountains and seas began to crumble.

But here, a distinct silver light emanated.

Zhen Shiyin, carrying Zhang Fan, flew at breakneck speed, entering that silver light. In

that instant, Zhang Fan felt as if he were back in the sheltered world where the Fisherman and other divine beings had reached.

The oppressive feeling brought on by the end of the divine realm vanished instantly.

Zhang Fan attempted to observe this world, but found that even with his current strength, his spiritual sense was suppressed.

He could only observe it roughly.

It was boundless and vast. Its scale seemed even greater than that of the mountains and seas of today.

Yet, no worlds or living beings evolved, only an empty universe.

It seemed isolated within the mountains and seas, time frozen here.

The events of the end of the mountains and seas could not affect it in the slightest.

Even though the outside world had already reached doom, this place maintained its eternal state.

“Where is this…” Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment.

“An old friend is visiting, why don’t you show up!” Zhen Shiyin’s voice echoed continuously, for a long time.

A figure emerged, accompanied by ripples.

“You’re almost dead, why are you still coming to me?” The visitor looked dejected. His voice was weak, as if he had just woken from a dream.

“Huh? Who’s that person next to you…” But the moment he saw Zhang Fan, a glint of light shone in the dejected man’s eyes.

Without a word, he reached out to grab Zhang Fan.

“After searching high and low for something, I finally found it! I didn’t expect you to come to me today!”

Zhang Fan felt the Eternal World vanish the moment the dejected man attacked.

Or rather, it was completely crushed upon him.

His body and mind, under this immense pressure, could barely move.

He could only watch helplessly as the man approached.

“What madness!”

Fortunately, Zhen Shiyin’s voice broke the grip.

Illuminated by a pale light, the Eternal World reappeared, and the pressure instantly dissipated.

“He’s not the one we’re looking for, just a clone.”

Upon hearing this, the dejected man’s expression changed several times.

He stared at Zhang Fan for a long moment, finally convinced.

“To think there’s such a change…”

“Oh no.”

The dejected man’s languid air was blown away by the wind, and his expression became extremely serious.

“Let me introduce you to this, Fake Yucun,” True Shiyin said, pointing at the dejected man.

“Greetings, Fake Daoist Fellow,” Zhang Fan said with a bow.

He ignored the man’s sudden attack and injured someone. In Zhang Fan’s opinion, the strength he displayed in that moment was even slightly stronger than True Shiyin’s.

“That power may come from this eternal void,” Zhang Fan said thoughtfully.

“In the endless cycle of reincarnation, gods constantly awaken. And the methods they choose to adopt are also different.”

“Fake Yucun is attempting to construct an independent void of time and space, trying to avoid the catastrophe of the annihilation of mountains and seas.” Seeing that Fake Yucun showed no intention of speaking, True Shiyin took over, explaining the origin of this world.

“Brother Fake has achieved great success. The mountains and seas may be destroyed but this world will not be destroyed. Even if Daoyan stirs up trouble, it cannot affect this place in the slightest. What a pity…”

“In the end, you cannot escape the fate of returning to the gods.” Zhen Shiyin sighed softly.

“All the ways and laws in the world are derived from the gods. But this void that I have woven is not included. If He is strong enough, He should be able to withstand the aftermath of the coming of the true gods. However…”

“He can escape. But I myself can hardly avoid the calamity.”

“If I don’t exist, this world will end up like the moon in the mirror and the flower on the water. It can only hold on for a moment and will disappear like a bubble.” Fake Yucun also sighed.

“So I have always wanted to get close to the Great Dao of Truth and Falsehood.”

“If I could get the truth and falsehood, I might be able to transform this world and completely get rid of the True God of Mountains and Seas.”

“However, the Great Dao of Truth and Falsehood is not something that ordinary people can easily get their hands on. If He is determined to hide, even if we join forces, it will be difficult to find His traces. I even remember that I had brushed shoulders with Him several times in many reincarnations. It was almost within my reach. But in the end, He still slipped away.”

“And in this life, although there were ripples of truth and falsehood between the mountains and seas, they were too weak. I knew at a glance that it was a trick cast by the Great Dao of Truth and Falsehood,

so I ignored it. Only I saw you…” “It seems that your comprehension of the Great Dao of Truth and Falsehood may have reached the level of mastery. I almost misjudged you.” Fake Yucun stared at Zhang Fan and said slowly.

Zhang Fan shook his head slightly: “It’s definitely not mastery. But maybe it will be helpful to the senior in weaving this world.”

Fake Yucun’s eyes lit up.

Zhang Fan looked back at this world, muttering softly, “When truth becomes false, falsehood becomes true.”

Mysterious ripples emerged from Zhang Fan’s body.

A tree of truth and falsehood seemed to sprout from between his brows, causing the ripples on Zhang Fan’s body to rapidly spread throughout this world.

The ripples reverberated endlessly, sweeping across the world in an instant.

While the True Disappeared and the False Universe Existed could not sense the fluctuations of the shifting truth and falsehood, they could easily sense the changes in this eternal world.

Fake Yucun’s eyes were filled with unconcealed surprise. He clapped his hands in praise, saying, “Wonderful, wonderful! The great path of truth and falsehood is truly invisible and unknowable. But with my [Fake Yu] as a tool, perhaps I can imprint and record the various fluctuations caused by the shifts between truth and falsehood.”

“Besides me, this world is absolutely void. In this primordial wilderness, any subtle change is extremely obvious. With constant experimentation, I can eventually detect traces of the shift between truth and falsehood.”

“Though only traces, not the shift itself. But…”

A glimmer of hope rose in True Shiyin’s gaze. “With time, perhaps I can use the traces left by [True and Falsehood] to shape and derive a sense of truth and falsehood unique to this world!”

Zhang Fan ignored the two’s ecstatic remarks.

He focused intensely on the blank canvas before him, painting and unleashing the shifts between truth and falsehood.

While True Shiyin and Fake Yucun could hardly see the shifts, he could.

And compared to performing them within the mountains and seas, the great path of truth and falsehood was undoubtedly more evident here in the eternal void of time and space.

The previously elusive and profound Dao, stripped of all its complexities, seemed surprisingly simple.

With every moment he used truth and falsehood to write about creation in this world, Zhang Fan felt his understanding of truth and falsehood grow exponentially.

This wasn’t simply to help Fake Yucun, but also for himself.

Invisible ripples reverberated, and the three of them were immersed in it.

An unknown amount of time passed…

BOOM!

A violent tremor jolted them awake.

True Shiyin and Fake Yucun exchanged a glance: “It seems the mountains and seas have once again reached their doom.”

“The time is too short to leave any traces of truth and falsehood. Besides, we don’t know if these traces will vanish once the mountains and seas reset,” Fake Yucun said with regret.

“Still, there’s a glimmer of hope. It’s worth a fight.”

True Shiyin said firmly: “We’ll hold out as long as we can.”

With that, he transformed into a pale ray of light and pierced the world.

Zhang Fan ignored True Shiyin’s departure and continued to concentrate on his painting.

As he continued to experiment, the intangible, formless [truth and falsehood] seemed to gradually become more concrete.

Before long, the True Disappearance vanished and returned.

With him, a streak of purple light

emerged. A voice cursed, “If you’re going to fight to the death, do it now. Why are you calling me when you’re about to die? What were you doing earlier?”

It was a hunched, white-haired old man.

“Master Kong, stop talking nonsense. Let’s protect the Dharma together!”

“After countless reincarnations, we’ve waited for this one variable. If we miss it, I’m afraid it will be hard to find again!”

The hunched old man continued to talk, but instantly, a boundless radiance erupted from his body. A purple aura rose, as if coming from the east, filling this eternal, empty world.

“What a treasure I’ve accumulated over countless years!” Master Kong lamented.

Zhen Shiyin snorted coldly: “No matter how much you accumulate, it will all be lost when the mountains and seas are reset.”

“You know shit! Although the mountains and seas are constantly resetting, the speed at which I condense the purple energy is getting faster and faster. One day, I may be able to rely on this infinite purple energy and be on par with the gods. But in the past, I took the initiative to commit suicide just as the catastrophe of returning to the gods came. Without seeing the gods, there will be less impact.”

“If we choose to resist this time, I’m afraid that all the accumulations in the past will be lost in one day…”

“We have no choice! There is not much time left for us!”

Zhen Shiyin said, and Kong Daoren fell silent.

Without further ado, his figure faded, leaving only a boundless purple aura.

Zhang Fan discovered that this purple aura had no effect on the eternal spacetime, but merely warded off all external catastrophes.

The scroll regained its stability, allowing Zhang Fan to resume his painting.

However, outside, it was clear that the mountains and seas had reached their final destruction.

The purple aura was depleting at an alarming rate.

And the transformation of truth and falsehood Zhang Fan was applying began to show subtle distortions,

like the lines of writing repeatedly deviating.

“This is…”

Almost instantly, Zhang Fan understood why.

“The true god appears, the true and the false return.”

A chill trembled in his heart, but he suppressed the vibrations and forced himself to continue painting.

On the scroll, the transformation of truth and falsehood became increasingly complete,

almost identical to what he had imagined.

But just as he was about to put down the final stroke, Zhang Fan’s hand suddenly stopped. He

simply could not continue.