Chapter 901: A Cunning Plan to Glimpse the Truth
Li Fan's aura weakened rapidly.
But his voice was resonant, instantly echoing throughout Ningyuan City.
Song Hesong stared, dumbfounded by the scene before him. For a moment, his mind went blank, unable to process what was happening.
Li Fan's figure shot towards Zhang Qianmo, but not before he turned and flung the jade box containing the three Longevity Fruits in the opposite direction.
After a moment's hesitation, Song Hesong chose to secure the jade box first.
Thus, Li Fan bought himself a precious moment.
"Junior Brother?!" Zhang Qianmo sensed what was happening to Li Fan. With a furious roar, he moved like a bolt of purple lightning, appearing at Li Fan's side in an instant.
"Attack!" Although they didn't know why Song Hesong had chosen to strike first, the situation had escalated. The arrow was already on the bowstring; it had to be fired.
After catching the Longevity Fruits, Song Hesong also flew over slowly.
The five men, their expressions grim, surrounded Zhang Qianmo and the seemingly unconscious Li Fan.
The other four fixed their gazes on Zhang Qianmo, but Song Hesong alone looked at Li Fan, a flicker of doubt in his eyes.
"Senior Brother Zhang! Long time no see!" Chu Liang sneered.
"Senior Brother? Do I know you?" Zhang Qianmo's icy gaze swept over him, his tone laced with a chilling killing intent.
Chu Liang's words caught in his throat before he erupted in fury.
What followed was no different from what Li Fan had experienced before.
However, this time, needing to protect his grievously wounded "Junior Brother" from the siege, Zhang Qianmo revealed his Purple Core from the outset.
Facing the five-man assault, Senior Brother Zhang was like an unstoppable force, crushing them with overwhelming power.
He then paid no more heed to these insignificant figures, taking the still-unconscious Li Fan and swiftly returning to the Purple Heaven Sect.
Through a haze of chaotic sounds, Li Fan soon felt someone tending to his injuries.
To make his performance more convincing, he hadn't held back when he'd injured himself.
Fortunately, the wounds weren't beyond remedy.
With careful treatment, his condition finally stabilized, and his life was no longer in danger.
However, under Li Fan's deliberate control, he remained in a deep, unwavering slumber.
At first, many people came to visit.
But as time passed and Li Fan showed no signs of waking, the visitors dwindled until only Zhang Qianmo would occasionally stop by.
Li Fan's room grew quiet and deserted.
And so, half a year passed.
One night, a ghostly figure slipped silently to Li Fan's bedside.
In the darkness, the figure's face was obscured.
It merely stared down at the sleeping Li Fan, a sinister smile spreading across its unseen lips.
Then, a faint dividing line materialized between it and Li Fan.
The scene warped, the room splitting in two along the line.
It became two perfectly mirrored worlds, facing each other.
The indistinct figure also appeared, just as grievously wounded, lying silently on the bed in its own mirrored space.
As the dividing line pulsed with a fluctuating glow, the two mirror worlds slowly drew closer, merging into one.
When the two figures had completely fused, the dividing line vanished without a trace.
The small, dark room returned to its former tranquility.
But within the sea of consciousness of the body on the bed, a cataclysmic storm was raging.
"What's happening? This Li Chen's soul... it's just an empty shell?"
After devouring Li Chen of the Purple Heaven Sect, the Dharma King from the Xuan Tian Cult found he had gained absolutely nothing from the man's soul.
It was like an apple hollowed out by worms, with only the thinnest layer of skin remaining!
The Xuan Tian Cult Dharma King's heart sank, immediately suspecting a trap set by the Ten Great Immortal Sects for his capture.
But then, his expression changed.
By fusing with "Li Chen's" soul, something foreign had appeared in his mind.
It was extremely well hidden.
He had even overlooked its presence in his initial shock.
Now that he had composed himself, this tiny speck could not possibly escape his notice.
"Courting death!"
Discovering that the entity was spying on his memories, the Xuan Tian Cult Dharma King was consumed by rage.
His divine sense thundered, instantly obliterating the speck into fragments.
...
"Ugh..."
Returning to reality from the Fallen Immortal Realm, Li Fan let out a stifled groan.
It seemed his soul had suffered considerable damage from the encounter.
The Limitless Fullness and Emptiness technique began to circulate on its own, mending the injury.
Li Fan remained immersed in the memories he had just glimpsed from the Xuan Tian Cult Dharma King.
Though it was but a fleeting glimpse, he had seen a vast amount of critical and shocking information.
"Xuantian King... the Floating Starry Sky Grand Formation."
"And..."
"...the Faceless Immortal."
A strange light erupted in Li Fan's eyes.
The Xuan Tian Cult Dharma King who had possessed Li Chen was named Mo Rubin.
In the ancient world of cultivation, before the Xuan Tian Cult was founded, he had been a member of the immortal sect known as the Nine Refinements Temple.
Later, he was persuaded by the Xuantian King to join the Xuan Tian Cult.
...
"The Darkest Star Sea... the High Wall."
"To think I've transmigrated into such a desperate situation."
Yet, Li Fan felt not a trace of despair.
Knowing the greater context of the world, his perspective had instantly broadened.
"It seems my previous idea of escaping the Xuanhuang Realm is impossible. If I want to find a sliver of hope for survival, I must establish my footing within the Xuanhuang Realm itself."
"Only the power of a True Immortal can cross the High Wall, is that it?"
Li Fan's eyes flickered.
Suddenly, Li Fan thought of the supreme treasure, the Fishing Pool.
He seemed to have realized a possible way to break the deadlock, and his thoughts raced.
"Senior Stone Slab said that while we fish in the Fishing Pool, the pool itself is fishing across the heavens, gathering treasures from the outside world to replenish itself."
"If the information I learned from Mo Rubin's sea of consciousness is true, then in this corner of the cosmos where the Xuanhuang Realm resides, the vast majority of cultivation worlds have already been devoured by the Immortal Ruins."
"Then..."
"...it's highly likely that the newest treasures gathered by the Fishing Pool come from beyond the High Wall."
"This also means that the so-called High Wall isn't a complete seal."
"There's still contact between the inside and the outside. Just like..."
"...that statue of the Faceless Immortal."
Now that he knew part of the truth, Li Fan's anxiety about the stone statue lessened somewhat.
Clearly, a place like the Darkest Star Sea was not somewhere even a True Immortal would tread lightly.
Looking on the bright side, this also meant that, aside from the True Immortal within the Immortal Ruins, Li Fan at least didn't have to worry about any other True Immortals descending and swatting him like a fly for the time being.
"The Darkest Star Sea. A forbidden land for all living beings."
"But for me, it's a relatively safe place to grow stronger."
"The premise is that I can successfully walk out of this land of death."
Knowing so much about his opponent, Li Fan's fear of the man named Mo Rubin diminished considerably.
He even began scheming how to gain some benefits from him.
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