Mo Rubin looked back toward the High Wall, a trace of unwillingness appearing on his face.

However, he was, after all, one of the peerless prodigies of the ancient cultivation world. It did not take long before he regained his composure.

Letting out a long breath, Mo Rubin slowly said, "Back then, I was only a single step away from ascending and becoming an immortal."

"Brother Xuanyuan was already a Half-Immortal, yet in front of us he rarely displayed his true strength. Most of the time, he simply treated us as companions."

"That gave me the illusion that the gulf between immortals and mortals was not all that vast."

"At least, for someone like me, it never seemed like an insurmountable chasm. But now... heh."

His voice was filled with endless sighs.

'One does not know the height of a mountain until reaching its summit. One does not know the depth of the sea until standing at its edge.'

"Even approaching the Immortal Ruins and personally experiencing the power of a True Immortal cannot compare to what we are doing now, truly reaching out to touch it with our own hands. To speak honestly, the might of a True Immortal far exceeds my imagination," Li Fan sighed as well.

"What do you plan to do next, Fellow Daoist? Will you remain here to continue studying the secrets of the High Wall, or leave for now and continue searching for the Xuantian King?" Li Fan asked after a moment of reflection.

After hesitating for a while, Mo Rubin once again looked back toward the High Wall.

"I am unwilling to leave just like this. I plan to... take another look."

"I will give myself thirty days. If I gain nothing during those thirty days, I will immediately turn around and leave. For the rest of my life, I will never face the High Wall again."

His expression was conflicted and somewhat lost.

Li Fan understood his feelings completely.

One could die upon hearing the Dao.

The secret of the True Immortal lay right before their eyes. Even if it could neither be seen clearly nor touched, who could truly look only once before turning away without hesitation? Especially when the secrets of the High Wall concerned the hope of escaping the Darkest Star Sea.

Li Fan spoke solemnly, "In that case, I shall leave behind a phantom of my Wooden Sword to assist you."

As he spoke, he separated a small sword phantom that enveloped Mo Rubin.

"You are actually choosing to leave instead of continuing your research?" Mo Rubin asked in astonishment.

Li Fan smiled faintly.

"Fellow Daoist is different from me. Back then, you were someone with the hope of ascending."

He first praised Mo Rubin without changing his expression, then sighed softly.

"As for me, I know my own aptitude. Even if I stared at it ten million more times, nothing substantial would change. I simply cannot unravel the secrets of the High Wall."

Mo Rubin fell silent.

After looking at the phantom Wooden Sword circling around him, he was about to speak again.

Yet Li Fan's voice suddenly became passionate.

"But my temporary departure does not mean I am giving up."

"Since someone as untalented as I cannot accomplish it, then let the people of the world all have a chance to try."

"Hm?" Mo Rubin's eyes widened. He thought he had misheard.

"You intend to bring everyone in the world here to comprehend the Dao beneath the High Wall?" His tone carried a trace of disbelief.

"Even with our cultivation, surviving beneath the High Wall is already extremely difficult. Those with lower cultivation would be crushed instantly by its pressure. How could they possibly comprehend anything?"

Li Fan laughed freely.

"My eyes shall become the eyes of all living beings. My hands shall become the hands of all living beings. Wherever I arrive shall be as if all living beings had personally arrived..."

"I shall borrow my own body so that all living beings beneath heaven may together comprehend the principles of the High Wall."

As those words echoed like sacred scripture, another phantom emerged from Li Fan's body.

Its aura was almost identical to the phantom Wooden Sword, yet its appearance resembled Li Fan himself.

Li Fan had separated a strand of his divine soul and fused it with his movement technique phantom. He then reinforced it with formations, amplifying the phantom's senses hundreds or even thousands of times.

"This phantom shall remain here and accompany Fellow Daoist in comprehending the Dao. Meanwhile, I shall return to the Xuanhuang Realm and share everything this phantom experiences with all the people beneath heaven."

Li Fan smiled.

Mo Rubin opened his mouth to speak but hesitated.

Li Fan continued.

"Do not worry. I will not directly reveal the existence of the High Wall to the world. Nor will I explain that what they are experiencing is actually the flaw within the High Wall."

"I shall merely synchronize the sensations experienced by my Dao-comprehending phantom with everyone."

"Millions of people produce millions of thoughts. Every person will arrive at a different answer. Even if none of them discovers the correct one, they should still provide us with some inspiration."

His expression was filled with confidence.

"...It is indeed a viable method."

After remaining silent for a long while, Mo Rubin could only answer like this.

"I am leaving."

Before his words had fully faded, Li Fan's figure had already vanished, following the Wooden Sword that pierced through the Star Sea, disappearing from Mo Rubin's sight.

Mo Rubin shook his head slightly and temporarily set Li Fan aside.

After resting quietly for a moment, he once again controlled the phantom Wooden Sword and advanced toward the flaw in the High Wall.

At the same time, even though Li Fan had not yet returned to the Xuanhuang Realm...

A tremendous transformation had already begun upon every Dao Lecture Platform standing throughout the countless small worlds of the Xuanhuang Realm.

The Holy Teacher phantoms, which had lectured day and night without rest, suddenly stopped teaching.

They raised their heads toward the heavens, appearing deep in thought.

Then an earth-shaking roar erupted from every Dao Lecture Platform.

The living beings within the small worlds had no idea what was happening. They were filled with uncertainty as discussions spread everywhere.

Suddenly, beams of pitch-black light descended from beyond the heavens.

They spread across the sky like corruption, staining everything they touched. In less than the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the originally azure heavens had been completely dyed black.

The entire world plunged into endless darkness.

No matter how brilliantly the great sun shone high above, it could no longer illuminate this darkened world.

It was as though every small world had become the Darkest Star Sea itself, engulfed by absolute darkness.

Only the Dao-comprehending phantom standing upon the Dao Lecture Platform continued to emit a faint radiance.

It became the world's last remaining light.

How could ordinary mortals have ever witnessed such a terrifying scene where even light itself was devoured?

They all believed the apocalypse had arrived.

In an instant, panic and despair spread throughout every corner of the world.

Had it not been for the faint light emitted by the Dao Lecture phantom, preventing the world from falling into complete darkness, countless living beings would likely have taken their own lives in despair within those brief moments.

Thus, the Dao Lecture phantom, shining with the light of salvation, became the only hope left in the hearts of all living beings.

Previously, only mortals aspiring to cultivate would visit the Dao Lecture Platform to listen to its teachings.

But now, simply to survive, nearly every living being instinctively rushed toward the Dao Lecture Platform at the center of their world, like moths drawn toward a flame.

More and more people gathered beneath the platform.

The Dao Lecture Platform expanded accordingly.

Growing millions of times larger than before, it eventually encompassed nearly the entire small world.

The people knelt upon the ground, desperately pleading for the Holy Teacher phantom above to save them.

The Holy Teacher phantom remained motionless.

The people continued begging bitterly.

Since the Holy Teacher never responded, none of them dared to stand.

Finally, a single sorrowful sigh filled with boundless compassion echoed throughout heaven and earth.

At that very moment, the pitch-black heavens began to change.

The Holy Teacher phantom flew toward the sky.

Brilliant radiance erupted from its body, briefly illuminating the darkened world once more.

Its figure transformed into a magnificent rainbow that stretched across the heavens.

It covered the entire sky, temporarily holding back the invading darkness.

As though a curtain of light had been draped across the heavens, the world became slightly brighter.

That slight brightness gave every living being the hope to continue living.

Cheers erupted throughout the world.

They loudly praised the glorious name of the Holy Teacher.

Yet their celebration did not last long.

Before much time had passed, every cheer came to an abrupt halt.

It seemed that another tide of rolling darkness descended from beyond the heavens.

Like a towering High Wall, it pressed down across the sky.

The little light the Holy Teacher had brought was extinguished once more, with more than half of it vanishing.

The people of the world fell into panic again. Despairing cries echoed across mountains and plains.

Upon the glowing heavenly curtain, the resolute face of the Holy Teacher appeared.

He seemed to gather the last trace of his strength and charged toward the wall of darkness beyond the world.

He sought to shatter the darkness that threatened to destroy the world.

The collision between the Holy Teacher and the darkness was utterly silent.

In the end, the Holy Teacher disappeared completely.

As for the rolling wall of darkness beyond the world...

It seemed to have become slightly different.

Everyone stared fixedly at the point where the Holy Teacher's face had struck the wall of darkness.

In their ears, they seemed to hear the final words the Holy Teacher wished to leave behind.

"The path to salvation lies within."

The people wept bitterly.

With the catastrophe of world destruction looming before them, some abandoned themselves completely and gave up all hope of survival.

But the vast majority did everything within their power to ponder the Holy Teacher's final words.

It was obvious that the method to break the wall of darkness and save the world lay within that tiny point, invisible yet truly existing, created by the Holy Teacher's desperate final strike.

Just as the living beings upon the earth attempted to sense the true nature of that point, something unimaginable happened.

The preaching platform left behind by the Holy Teacher emitted a faint radiance that drifted onto their bodies. In an instant, it was as if they had crossed the distance between earth and heaven, arriving personally beneath the vault of the sky.

As though they were truly present, they experienced the existence of that tiny point firsthand.

Only then did the people understand.

This was the final method the Holy Teacher had left behind to save the world and save themselves.

Driven by the desire to survive, the living beings of the world unleashed astonishing potential.

One after another, they quickly established a connection with the Dao Lecture Platform and, with mortal bodies, began comprehending that tiny point hidden within the wall of darkness.

...

The same scene unfolded in every small world where Dao Lecture Platforms had been established.

Naturally, the one responsible for all of this was Li Fan.

At this moment, Li Fan's true body had already returned to the Xuanhuang Realm.

Using the power of formations, he manifested endless darkness that sealed the skies of countless small worlds.

He could feel the resistance coming from the Heavenly Daos of those small worlds.

Although the strength of a single world was negligible to Li Fan now, when the power of many worlds joined together, dealing with them became somewhat laborious.

Even so...

It was merely somewhat laborious.

After spending some effort, Li Fan suppressed them all.

In any case, according to his plan, these small worlds would eventually return to the Xuanhuang Realm as nourishment for elevating the Super Xuanhuang Realm.

The consciousnesses of their Heavenly Daos would inevitably be devoured as well.

Using formations, Li Fan linked together these small worlds that served as nourishment.

He quietly observed the situation within them.

"Based on my experience, only when people face a mortal crisis do they unleash their greatest potential. If I merely asked them to help comprehend it without that sense of impending doom, their efficiency would inevitably be much lower."

"The current arrangement..."

"Is quite satisfactory."

Feeling the countless thoughts of comprehension transmitted simultaneously through the Dao Lecture Platforms, Li Fan nodded with satisfaction.

The gap between mortals and cultivators was already as vast as heaven and earth.

The gap between mortals and True Immortals was even greater.

But precisely because True Immortals stood so incomparably high above all others...

In the eyes of a True Immortal, there was virtually no difference between mortals and ordinary cultivators.

Therefore, when it came to comprehending that flaw within the High Wall, cultivators and mortals were essentially no different.

"The advantage lies in the sheer number of mortals. The sample size is sufficiently large."

"Moreover, during this period, the small worlds beneath the Dao Lecture Platforms have gradually evolved toward cultivation civilizations under their subtle influence. Many cultivators have already emerged among these people."

After analyzing the countless thoughts of comprehension from all living beings, Li Fan found that almost all of them were useless.

However, he was not discouraged.

This had only just begun.

He split off a personality generated through formations, assigning it the sole task of categorizing and processing these countless thoughts.

The overwhelming majority of worthless information would be filtered out.

Only those worthy of Li Fan's personal review would be retained and transmitted to him.

"This is merely another arrangement."

"I never truly expected that the countless living beings alone could unravel the secret of the High Wall."

"In the end, I will most likely still have to rely on myself."

Li Fan sensed the experiences continuously transmitted by the projection of enlightenment at the distant edge of the star sea.

"The High Wall is a creation of True Immortals. Studying it alone is truly difficult."

"Besides all living beings, perhaps those immortal treasures can also lend me a hand."

"It is a pity that I already fed the Boundless Mirror to the Xuanhuang Realm. If this life yields no results, I can consider trying that in the next life."

In truth, the flaw in the High Wall discovered through Mo Rubin had been an unexpected delight.

Li Fan's current priority remained achieving Dao Integration with the Celestial Spirit of Heaven and Earth.

As for crossing the High Wall, it was not yet an urgent matter.

"Even if I truly uncover the secret of the High Wall, I absolutely will not risk entering it myself."

"The world beyond the High Wall is simply far too dangerous."

The scenes from his previous life resurfaced before his eyes once again.

Cat Treasure devouring immortals.

The collapse of the High Wall.

There was no longer any fear in his heart.

He merely let out a cold snort and suppressed all distracting thoughts.

Taking a single step, he arrived within the true Xuanhuang Realm.

He raised his head and gazed toward the heavens.

Having obtained the promise of the Star Sea, Li Fan now established contact with the Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao with almost effortless ease.

Moreover, the Heavenly Dao was no longer as indifferent as before.

Instead, it clearly carried a hint of eagerness to please him.

"This Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao..."

Li Fan let out a cold snort, finding the situation both amusing and exasperating.

Setting these matters aside for the moment, through his communication with heaven and earth, Li Fan began gaining an even deeper and more precise understanding of every change occurring within the Xuanhuang Realm.

It was much like conducting a thorough examination before performing a critical operation on a gravely ill patient.

Although Li Fan could investigate everything himself, it would never be as convenient or as accurate as directly asking the consciousness of the Xuanhuang Realm's Heavenly Dao.

At the same time, throughout this exchange, Li Fan continuously transmitted to the Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao the insights he had gained in this life from the True Will of the Star Sea Origin and from beneath the High Wall.

He gave freely and completely of his own accord, with no intention of asking for anything in return.

This step was meant to strengthen his affinity and bond with the Xuanhuang Realm.

Just as it is easiest to build affection during childhood, Li Fan intended to reinforce their connection before the Xuanhuang Realm completed its ascension.

That way, when the time came to devour the Celestial Spirit of Heaven and Earth, everything would proceed far more smoothly.

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