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第一百七十三章 一眼映万年

Looking into Li Fan's puzzled eyes, Chen Ying didn't wait for him to ask and continued explaining.

"Why is the Realm of Fallen Immortals called the Realm of Fallen Immortals?"

"It's because its formation was due to a powerful entity that couldn’t be imagined in its final moments before falling. It looked at everything within the Xuanhuang Realm."

"After it fell, this intent lingered for thousands of years, evolving and eventually forming the current Realm of Fallen Immortals."

"The Realm of Fallen Immortals is as vast as the Xuanhuang Realm, even surpassing it in size."

"Scenes from thousands of years ago were recorded by its final glance before falling. These scenes replay endlessly within the realm."

"All cultivators who enter are awed and moved by this magnificent wonder that mirrors reality. It's hard to fathom the power of such an existence."

"This kind of strength can only be attributed to true immortals as described in ancient legends."

"Even though I've entered countless times, each time witnessing the Realm of Fallen Immortals still fills me with genuine reverence."

"The awe is indescribable. Only by seeing it firsthand can one truly understand."

Shaking his head, Chen Ying said with profound emotion.

"A glance through eons, a fall to form its own world." Li Fan was equally stunned by this incredible fact.

Silence lingered for a long time before he pondered again.

Just one final glance before death had such power.

What kind of strength did it possess in life?

How could such an entity fall?

It seemed Chen Ying sensed Li Fan's doubts and sighed along with him.

"Unbelievable, isn't it? Such powerful beings that can’t be imagined actually fell."

"A single thought creates a world. Even the Eternal Heaven Sovereign might not have achieved this."

"So everyone agrees that the one who fell must have been a True Immortal."

"Immortals? Do true immortals really exist?" Li Fan asked.

Chen Ying was very certain: "Cultivation, cultivation. If there were no immortals, where would our cultivation methods come from?"

"If you could enter the Realm of Fallen Immortals and live in the Xuanhuang Realm for thousands of years, you'd know that immortals are not just a vague concept."

"Many sects have records of seniors breaking through the劫clouds to ascend during the day."

"Some even claim that some major sects possess immortal artifacts with boundless power passed down by immortals."

"But from somewhere, the path to immortality was cut off. Once reaching the realm of union, no further progress could be made."

"So countless cultivators with supreme cultivation could only watch their lifespans dwindle in fear and despair."

"Later, for self-preservation, the ultimate goal of cultivation became seeking eternal life instead of ascension."

"This is how the Realm of Eternal Life came to be."

Shaking his head, Chen Ying sighed. "This history is too distant. Even in the Realm of Fallen Immortals a few thousand years ago, it was just a legend. So no one knows what truly happened or why the path to immortality suddenly ended."

Li Fan nodded slowly.

Next, Chen Ying detailed how to enter the Realm of Fallen Immortals and the precautions needed while exploring there.

"Remember, don't try unless you're at least at the Golden Core realm!"

Before leaving, he reminded Li Fan again.

Li Fan readily agreed.

Chen Ying hurried back home to refine his elixir formulas and returned to the Ten Thousand Immortal Island first.

Li Fan also didn’t delay, rushing back to the Ten Thousand Immortals Mirror.

Knowing how incredible the Realm of Fallen Immortals was, Li Fan couldn't resist trying it out.

After all, his spiritual awareness, having experienced countless lifetimes, far exceeded that of ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Still, for safety, he tested himself in the mirror.

The surroundings changed, and suddenly, straw men appeared.

Li Fan’s spiritual awareness pierced through these sequentially appearing straw men.

Struck by his spiritual awareness, the originally withered straw men turned color—yellow to green to blue.

Once all were colored, they vanished collectively.

The scene reset. Soon after, test results came in.

Li Fan's current spiritual awareness was equivalent to late-stage Golden Core cultivators.

"Is my spiritual awareness a whole realm stronger than my cultivation?" Li Fan wasn't surprised.

"So there’s no need to worry about insufficient spiritual awareness."

"In the Realm of Fallen Immortals, time flows differently from reality. Different regions have varying rates of time flow."

"But overall, it's much faster than real life."

"Each visit to the Realm of Fallen Immortals starts at a random location."

"Therefore, different experiences await."

"Some areas repeatedly cycle through scenes from thousands of years ago, resetting periodically."

"While others develop over millennia into various strange and wondrous changes."

"In short, this world is formed by the entity's final consciousness. So anything unbelievable could happen here."

"Without risk of falling, certain conditions must be met to bring items from the Realm of Fallen Immortals back to reality."

"You can forcibly exit without harm."

"But like exiting with items, you need time before re-entering the Realm of Fallen Immortals."

...

Unable to find information on the Realm of Fallen Immortals in the Ten Thousand Immortals Mirror, Li Fan repeated Chen Ying's exploration tips mentally.

He also bought several sets of necessary items for entering the Realm of Fallen Immortals.

The set was surprisingly cheap.

A dozen combined didn't exceed 200 contribution points.

Each set included four things: a plain robe, a full ear of grain, a small but exquisite house model, and a lifelike miniature cart.

Placing each item in one corner, Li Fan took a deep breath and began the ritual:

First step, facing the robe, he whispered softly,

"Immortal of Xuanhuang."

Second step, turning to the full ear of grain, he sincerely murmured,

"Heavenly King of Xuanhuang."

Third step, looking at the delicate house model, he held his breath and said in a low voice,

"God of Xuanhuang."

Fourth step, staring at the cart seemingly loaded with goods.

Li Fan exhaled, focusing as he whispered,

"Immortal Sovereign of Xuanhuang."

The moment the ritual was complete, Li Fan felt an eerie silence around him.

Even though there had been no sounds in the Ten Thousand Immortals Mirror before, this silence was different—ominous and heart-stopping.

Then, like a silver bottle exploding, countless noises filled his ears.

Infant cries, common people's howls, cultivators' shouts...

Spells clashed, mountains trembled, winds roared, rain poured down.

Suddenly, everything went dark as if someone had put a sack over his head.

Li Fan lost consciousness instantly.

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