My Longevity Simulation - Chapter 1803

Chapter 1779 Lights

True Shiyin and False Yucun remained in the same state as in the previous life, before the mountain and sea were reset.

This proved that this world of eternal nothingness could truly exist independently, unaffected by Zhenzhen.

“Are we still there?”

Surprised, True Shiyin’s expression suddenly shifted to something strange as he looked at Zhang Fan and asked.

“There are still True Shiyin and False Yucun within the mountain and sea. However, they are no longer you.”

Just as he was coming from the road, Zhang Fan had noticed two distinct eternal nothingness worlds within the mountain and sea. However, one lacked the distinction between true and false; it was simply a pure land created by False Yucun.

The other was where he was now. Through the concerted efforts of countless saints, the reunion of the mountain and sea, the endless passage of time, and his tireless sculpting of the truth and falsehood, this new vessel had finally been born.

Upon receiving the answer, Zhen Shi’s expression was somewhat complicated. “We are now like objects bound to Huan Zhen in the past. Independent of the mountains and seas, we cannot see each other. Otherwise, only one

of us will survive.” Fake Yucun, on the other hand, remained nonchalant. “I am me, he is not me. Inside the new boat, the lives of others are no longer our concern.”

“Now that the results have been verified, I will inform the Fisherman and the others. After countless reincarnations, I finally see hope of escaping fate,” Zhang Fan said with deep emotion.

“Does this world have a carrying capacity limit? Moreover, we, the God-Bearers, originated from the mountains and seas. If too much influx causes the boat to be caught in a whirlpool, doomed…” Fake Yucun seemed to be apprehensive, worried beyond belief.

Zhang Fan simply smiled: “We’ll know once we give it a try.”

Soon, the Fisherman and the Life-Slaying Master arrived.

Upon learning of the new boat’s birth, they too were overwhelmed with emotions.

After countless attempts to save the mountains and seas, choosing to withdraw and protect themselves might be the wisest option.

This eternal world is boundless. It was originally created by Fake Yucun to resemble mountains and seas, to nurture truth and falsehood. Especially now that He has truly created His own unique path of truth and falsehood, in a sense, it can be considered another mountain and sea.

The gathering of the God-Cheng guests posed no burden to them.

Eternal tranquility reigned, and nothingness enveloped them.

Soon, everyone began to discuss an evacuation plan.

“Should we take others with us?” Xuanyuan Hong hesitated, but ultimately spoke.

The God-Cheng guests all looked at Zhang Fan.

If the new ship had a pilot, it would be Zhang Fan.

The God-Cheng guests didn’t really care; the most important thing was to respect Zhang Fan’s opinion.

Bai Shuyue’s face flashed through Zhang Fan’s mind. He pondered for a moment, then finally nodded. “You may take as many as you like, regardless of realm. Also…”

“I’m not leaving.”

These words stunned everyone.

“But this world still needs a helmsman.” With that, a faint figure emerged from Zhang Fan’s presence. Its

face bore a resemblance to Zhang Fan’s, yet it lacked the slightest aura of cultivation.

This was precisely the inspiration Zhang Fan had gained from the countless clones of his former “original deity.

” “He will replace me and leave with you.”

“As for me…” Zhang Fan remained silent, shaking his head slightly.

“Fellow Daoist Fan, are you worried that once you leave the mountains and seas, you might not be able to use the True Resurrection to return to the original?” Zhen Shiyin asked upon seeing this.

Zhang Fan smiled and said confidently, “A single thought can reveal truth and falsehood, regardless of the original’s location, time, or state. If I activate the True Resurrection while on the new boat, the mountains and seas will vanish into thin air, reappearing outside the new boat.”

The other God-Cheng guests were puzzled. “If that’s the case, why won’t Fellow Daoist Fan come with us?”

“There’s one thing we need to verify. Don’t worry, he’s here, just as I am here,” Zhang Fan said, pointing to his clone.

Seeing Zhang Fan’s resolve, the God-Cheng guests stopped pushing.

As he said, he “takes his time” to bring some familiar or promising creatures into hiding within the new boat.

The once empty and silent world, now embellished with new life, became much more lively.

And with the transformation of a group of god-enlightened guests, there was no need to worry about survival.

Zhang Fan observed everything, then glanced imperceptibly at his clone.

“Let’s call him… Zhang Xiaofan.”

“He’s my clone, innately able to discern truth from falsehood. He now appears merely mortal, but like me, he possesses the ability to reshape things with a single thought.”

“The initial anchor point was the moment the new boat left the mountains and seas.”

“Hopefully, they can hold out a little longer.” A puzzling look flashed in Zhang Fan’s eyes.

Despite having everything in place, the new boat currently cannot escape the mountains and seas.

Because, in everyone’s perception, both the mountains and seas, and the virtual world, were once part of the true gods.

Even with the new boat as their tool, they cannot escape this constraint.

“Only when the mountains and seas are completely submerged and the True Gods are revived will we have a chance to escape,” Zhang Xiaofan said solemnly, his tone and demeanor nearly identical to that of the original Zhang Fan.

The God-Chengke nodded in understanding.

They had already experienced countless reincarnations; now it was merely a matter of waiting a little longer.

This time, Zhang Fan would again serve as the mourner of the mountains and seas.

Swallowing mountains and rivers, destroying lone stars, approaching the True Gods.

Everything was a breeze.

From the initial shock and awe, though this was only the second time, Zhang Fan had become somewhat numb and practiced.

Endless darkness enveloped Zhang Fan once again. It felt

as if nothing existed in the world except him.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still, yet it seemed to flow at a thousandfold speed.

This was a force that could corrupt even the bodies of gods.

Perhaps only the fallen True Gods could withstand it. After all,

Zhang Fan had merely devoured the bodies of gods, inheriting both the true and the false. But he lacked the willpower of a God.

So he could only watch helplessly as he slowly withered and rotted in the darkness.

But…

as if sensing a strange aura within himself, Zhang Fan’s gaze drifted towards a point in the darkness.

He vaguely sensed that there, a new boat carried his clone and a vast number of living beings.

Compared to Zhang Fan, now a “god,” the new boat was undoubtedly insignificant.

Yet, somehow, its presence illuminated the darkness like a candle,

driving out the corrupting forces within.

“As expected.”

Zhang Fan slowly regained consciousness, trying to find a way to survive safely in the darkness.

However…

in the darkness, a sudden gust of wind seemed to blow.

The only candle in the world suddenly swayed.

Zhang Fan vaguely seemed to see a group of gods struggling to save him.

But in the end, the light went out.

Without the candle’s light, coldness, death, and decay once again enveloped Zhang Fan.

It seemed that he was at the end of the road, but Zhang Fan did not return to reality immediately. Instead, he

was waiting for something.

As expected, he was not disappointed. A moment later, a dancing flame ignited again in the darkness.

That was…

Zhang Xiaofan’s change from true to false!