← 我的模拟长生路

第1480章 垂钓刑无缺

From the void, the intricate web of the Primordial Possibility unfolded once more, revealing a world on the brink of an apocalyptic劫难. Despite the unchanged total of cosmic energy, certain regions were becoming increasingly vibrant while others were withering away.

Realizing that he had to act quickly to prevent his actions from being discovered by the outside world, Li Fan closed the connection after some time. He ignored the various thoughts and intentions generated in both the Dark Sea and the Yellow World, immersing himself fully in the contemplation of the vast cosmic energy beyond the walls.

As a pathway, he actively accepted the myriad paths of existence. His perception and understanding were vastly different from his previous state as an ordinary mortal.

Li Fan could now more easily discern the numerous holes within the cosmos. These were places where the "Way" should have been, but due to various reasons, they remained empty, causing a sense of shock and concern.

Although the Way within the walls seemed full of vitality compared to the withering Dark Sea, Li Fan noticed an underlying sense of decline, akin to a senile old man. He couldn't help but sneer at his own miniature pathway, knowing that the inhabitants of the Starlight Sea would surely have noticed their current state.

From afar, he observed the vast and dim Way network of the neighboring Starlight Sea. The progress in forming an alliance with the True Immortals seemed slow, as only a few more traces of their presence had appeared. He was unsure if it was due to the unwillingness of the remaining True Immortals or simply because there were too few left.

For now, Li Fan didn't have time to concern himself with them and instead focused on digesting his recent收获 in the Dark Sea. He slowly peeled away the memories of the Starving Immortal Pillar, using the Way's annihilation of myriad appearances to construct a true physical form, and leveraging the Yellow World's sentient beings' insights into the starlight sea.

In the coming period, Li Fan would be in a state of accumulation and development for an extended time. Fortunately, the existence of the walls turned the Dark Sea into a natural sanctuary, free from external disturbances.

Time passed slowly but steadily.

The once dark and lifeless Dark Sea began to glow with faint life energy, and this change was first evident in the lowest parts of the underground river. The previously calm Life River roared and surged as droplets of vitality from various corners of the starlight sea converged here.

This surging vitality attracted a presence that had been recorded by the洼地暗河 since the Starving Immortal's enlightenment, forming an unnamed immortal shadow. This ghostly black figure lacked any resemblance to the Starving Immortal himself and stood motionless for ages until it was drawn to the most vibrant part of the river.

Like a whale drinking water, the unnamed immortal shadow absorbed all the surging vitality. The thin image gradually stabilized as it drew in more life energy over time.

After standing by the Life River for a long while, the figure resembled a real person. However, after completing this transformation, it remained motionless, just like before, silently standing beside the roaring underground river.

Li Fan's consciousness, watching from the shadows, patiently waited.

When the enemy does not move, neither do I.

With the Dark Sea still full of hidden dangers, Li Fan could never afford to rest in seclusion. Now that all the hazards were removed, except for the fishing pool, he felt a sense of relief.

A faint trace of his consciousness had been left to monitor any changes, and the figure's movements did not escape his notice.

The unnamed immortal shadow was not truly alive; it could not sustain the absorbed vitality without dissipating. As time passed, its vitality gradually weakened.

Unable to bear the loss of life energy, a hidden figure finally acted. A mask, seemingly damaged by time, rushed from the depths of the underground river and approached the unnamed immortal shadow.

The mask, like a wild beast, crashed into the figure, causing it to tremble violently. In a series of chilling chomping sounds, the figure's fluctuations gradually calmed down as the mask was placed on its head.

Looking at the gathered vitality nearby, the figure felt an overwhelming greed. It opened its mouth and tried to swallow everything whole.

Suddenly, a hand landed on its shoulder.

"Who are you, thief," the voice was calm but carried an imposing presence.

The figure froze instinctively, wanting to run away, but found itself unable to move as if a mountain had been placed upon its shoulders.

"Accursed! This is another's Way shadow; if it were my body..." He didn't have time to think and felt a dizzying sensation before being captured in an unknown space.

Two towering stone pillars stood alone ahead. The figure looked at them, feeling a sense of foreboding.

"That must be..."

After a brief moment of recognition, the figure trembled uncontrollably. He knew exactly what he was facing—this was the fate he had tried to avoid by sending a clone into the lower world. Now, the disaster had come unexpectedly and even affected his clone.

Almost completely destroyed, he remained in this lifeless state, trapped in the Life River he had created. If not for shielding his clone's consciousness from discovery, he would have suffered even more.

Although he was fortunate to still retain some form of awareness, compared to countless True Immortals who perished during the calamity in the Celestial Realm and the Heavenly Net Emperor, he felt a mix of relief and sorrow.

He had been slowly accumulating his strength, hoping that before he could move again, the Way's annihilation would not reach him. Recently, he sensed the presence of an unnamed True Immortal achieving enlightenment above.

Despite the fear of being discovered, he was also relieved to learn that new True Immortals still existed after so many years. He hoped it meant the Celestial Realm had not been completely destroyed and wondered where this unnamed immortal came from.

With renewed hope, he decided to take a chance and activated his clone's form in the underground river, recording the newly enlightened immortal shadow.

"I can turn my fate around with this Way shadow!"

Overwhelmed by the prospect of a new life, he felt dazed. The past ten thousand years had been too much for him to bear. After using all his accumulated strength, he fell into an unprecedented state of weakness, unable even to sense the unnamed immortal above.

But watching the clone's form from afar, he felt that everything was worth it.

"This place is full of vitality; with time, I can control this Way shadow and absorb all the life energy. Escaping should be possible."

His plan seemed perfect, but suddenly, the once calm Life River surged violently, not just with vitality but also with the presence of the Way!

This was crucial for him, an unnamed immortal in dire straits.

Although his true form had been lost to the annihilation, he still retained some understanding of the Way. In a moment, he could recover from injuries and at least regain his True Immortal strength by reconnecting with the Infinite Sea.

With this thought, Li Fan felt a sense of relief. He had finally found hope after ten thousand years of suffering.

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