“There would be no [Ancient Cang Primal Essence] without the Xuanhuang Realm.”

“Without the Ancient Cang Primal Essence, my race would be unable to cross possibilities. We could only wait for death in despair as the Dao Annihilation approached.” Emperor Sanmo spoke calmly, yet his aged eyes, which contained boundless wisdom, remained fixed intently on Li Fan.

“That may not necessarily be true. I remember you saying that your race possesses a method of Furnace Unification. Since you can accomplish the crossing of possibilities, then the fused entity formed after the Myriad Beasts return to one should likewise be able to do so. Why seek help from others?” Li Fan spoke casually. However, his right index finger slowly rose and blocked Emperor Sanmo's gaze.

A small ball of ancient bronze-colored energy suddenly appeared at his fingertip. It was precisely the Ancient Cang Primal Essence that Emperor Sanmo had tirelessly sought.

Emperor Sanmo's pupils contracted sharply. Yet before he could speak, the ancient bronze-colored ball shattered like a phantom and disappeared.

Knowing that Li Fan had done this deliberately, Emperor Sanmo took a deep breath and revealed the truth.

“It is not that we are unwilling. It is that we truly cannot.”

“The method of crossing possibilities that Withered Shadow and I use has great limitations.”

“Not only can it allow only a single consciousness to travel through at a time, there is also the risk of becoming lost within the temporal and spatial turbulence.”

Li Fan did not answer. He simply continued looking at Emperor Sanmo.

Emperor Sanmo's face was filled with helplessness.

“After Wan Shiyong died, Withered Shadow traveled beyond the High Wall under his identity. After experiencing many things over the years, he joined [Immortal Hunters].”

“It is the most powerful force in the Shuo Star Sea beyond the High Wall. The cultivators there possess a treasure called the [Mystic Coffin of World Traversal]. The people of Immortal Hunters do not seem to know its origins and merely believe it to be a replica. But Withered Shadow was able to sense fluctuations belonging to our race from another possibility within this Mystic Coffin.”

“Perhaps this is because our race has crossed possibilities too many times, making us more sensitive than ordinary beings...”

As Emperor Sanmo spoke, Li Fan suddenly waved his hand lightly.

“Is this the object you mean?”

A Mystic Coffin appeared before Emperor Sanmo just like that.

Emperor Sanmo was stunned at first. But after seeing it clearly, his expression changed drastically.

This Mystic Coffin was precisely the one Li Buren had previously obtained from Devoid Immortal and Qian Ruochang, the coffin in which they had been residing.

Meanwhile, the Shuo Star Sea seemed to have always concealed the existence of Li Fan, the 'Hidden Emperor.' Although Emperor Sanmo had an insider named Wan Shiyong, he did not know that the upheaval that had occurred in the Shuo Star Sea over the past hundred years was actually closely related to the 'senior' standing before him.

“This Mystic Coffin of World Traversal was forged from the remains of a human Transcendent powerhouse, which is why it can cross over to the other shore. However, it requires a specific method to be used in conjunction with it. You certainly do not know this method, yet you were still able to bring its power to its utmost and complete the crossing. You do indeed possess some ability.” Li Fan gave a casual assessment before putting the Mystic Coffin of World Traversal away again, preventing Emperor Sanmo from examining it closely.

This Mystic Coffin was indeed genuine. However, Li Fan had severed its spirituality, causing it to lose its ability to cross possibilities. At first glance, it might be enough to fool Emperor Sanmo. If he left it out for too long, however, Emperor Sanmo might notice something amiss.

The appearance of the Mystic Coffin was also further proof that Li Fan's strength was unfathomably profound.

Emperor Sanmo became even more determined.

“When senior saved me earlier, you displayed tremendous divine abilities. With senior's capabilities...”

“Indeed. I can help your race cross possibilities. But why should I?” Li Fan interrupted Emperor Sanmo. “As the saying goes, those who are not of my race will always have different intentions. Thirteen Primeval Dao Forms, all of which exist in their entirety in this great age. If I help your race complete the crossing, would that not be inviting wolves into the house?”

Since Emperor Sanmo had come this time specifically to persuade Li Fan, he had already prepared his response in advance.

“We anticipated senior's concerns long ago. But please rest assured, senior. Within the possibility we currently inhabit, there is an object called the [Myriad Beasts Revolving Wheel].”

“This Revolving Wheel is actually the Myriad Beasts Furnace from back then. It witnessed the entire process of our race's lifeforms going from myriad to one, then from one returning to myriad. Thus, it possesses a certain authority that transcends the lifeforms of our race...”

As he spoke, Emperor Sanmo's long brows and long hair suddenly began to move without wind, drifting chaotically through the air.

His hair and beard connected together, forming a circular ring. An illusory image of a Revolving Wheel manifested within the ring.

From the phantom before him, Li Fan seemed to see countless different kinds of strange beasts roaring fiercely.

“The entire race is controlled by this Revolving Wheel. Even those thirteen Primeval Dao Forms...”

“Apart from the five Dao Forms that originally perished at the hands of the Nameless True Immortal of the human race, the remaining eight Dao Forms are also subject to the restrictions of this Revolving Wheel.”

“Bo Fuzhu, who unified with the countless races, was affected most deeply by the Furnace, so there is no need to elaborate. Primeval Dao Forms such as Quechen Xi and Jiliang Shou once helped the race continuously cross possibilities when it was on the verge of extinction. At that time, they also merged a portion of themselves into the Furnace. Although it was not the Primeval Dao Forms of the glorious great age possibility that did all this, strictly speaking, there is actually no difference between them.”

“With this Revolving Wheel, senior's concerns can certainly be resolved.” Emperor Sanmo explained with an unchanged expression.

The illusory image of the Revolving Wheel gradually solidified and transformed into a tangible entity, which Emperor Sanmo presented before Li Fan.

Li Fan looked at the patterns on the Revolving Wheel and seemed to genuinely sense the magnificent aura of countless beasts surging forward. In a previous reincarnation, he had also seen a Myriad Beasts Revolving Wheel. It had been the one inherited by the Beast Taming Sect.

Compared with the one personally offered by Emperor Sanmo before him, it was clearly far inferior.

After examining it, Li Fan discovered that Emperor Sanmo had not lied. Holding the Revolving Wheel in his hand, he seemed to see the entire detailed process of beast-race lifeforms coming into existence from nothing. Even Emperor Sanmo and Emperor Yi were among them.

The mysteries of the life of the Yao Beast race were now completely devoid of secrets in Li Fan's eyes. He could manipulate them with ease.

“Hehehe. Emperor Sanmo, does the other side know that you are offering me the Myriad Beasts Revolving Wheel this time?” Li Fan looked at the wise beast before him with great amusement.

Emperor Sanmo lowered his head and answered calmly.

“They naturally do not. They do not even know that the Myriad Beasts Revolving Wheel exists in this world.”

“Then will you not have to bear the eternal infamy of being a [Race Traitor]?”

“Hehe, I have already carried this title for tens of thousands of years. Doing it once more is nothing extraordinary.” Emperor Sanmo seemed genuinely unconcerned.

He looked at Li Fan with complete sincerity.

“Compared with the continuation of our race, everything else is insignificant.”

Li Fan pondered. For a moment, he actually found it somewhat difficult to determine what this wise beast was truly thinking.

But regardless, he would never give up this feast of thirteen Primeval Dao Forms.

“With Li Buren's current strength as my clone, he can probably contend with only one Primeval Dao Form. But that is under normal circumstances. If I completely unseal the strength of the Lord Hill Guardian phantom...”

“Even if it further accelerates the arrival of the Dao Annihilation calamity in the Darkest Star Sea, if it can be exchanged for the opportunity to feast upon thirteen Great Daos, it will be worth it.”

“Regardless of whether this Myriad Beasts Revolving Wheel is truly useful, I can still thoroughly refine these Dao Forms...” A hundred thoughts flashed through Li Fan's mind.

He then laughed heartily.

“Very good. As the saying goes, those who understand the times are heroes. Emperor San, you truly deserve to be called the embodiment of your race's wisdom.”

Li Fan's expression suddenly changed.

“I will not hide it from you either. The thirteen Dao Forms of your race are extremely useful to me...”

As he spoke, Li Fan deliberately displayed an expression of greed and desire.

“I will eventually have to return to my homeland.”

“And the two bastards who nearly destroyed my homeland back then, I will also personally kill them one by one.”

With a light point of Li Fan's finger, the images of Darkened Heavenly Doctor and Evil Su Bai appeared in the air before them.

Li Fan stared at the two figures and paused.

“But I must admit that there is still some gap between my current strength and theirs. However, I have inherited an unparalleled Dao legacy. As long as you give me some time and resources...”

He ended with a cold laugh, leaving Emperor Sanmo with endless room for imagination.

“An unparalleled Dao legacy.” Emperor Sanmo indeed keenly caught the key point in Li Fan's words.

According to the past that Li Fan had fabricated earlier, although his homeland's Immortal Realm had been destroyed, it had left behind numerous Dao legacies in the lower realm, and could even resist the Dao Annihilation calamity for a time.

And Li Fan's ability to personally refine the Ancient Cang Primal Essence was the strongest proof that he had inherited an unparalleled Dao legacy. Emperor Sanmo had no choice but to believe it.

“Senior means that the Primeval Dao Forms are the resources you require?” the wise beast quietly asked.

Li Fan nodded arrogantly in acknowledgment.

“You also need not worry that I will target your ordinary clansmen. Only Dao Forms, the innate incarnations of the Great Dao, are my provisions.”

“Will you choose to betray the Primeval Dao Forms and preserve the lives of the vast majority of your race, or watch them all perish within the tide of Dao Annihilation...”

“Make your choice.”

Emperor Sanmo's answer came swiftly.

“My answer will not change. I already thought through the advantages and disadvantages on the way here.”

“The only thing I did not anticipate was that senior could transform the Great Dao into its form and make use of it. If compared to human cultivators, would that not be...”

Li Fan laughed coldly.

“Sometimes, being too clever is not a good thing.”

His figure appeared beside Emperor Sanmo like a ghost, and his palm pressed against his head.

Emperor Sanmo felt as though a mountain range had descended upon him, instantly rendering him unable to move.

It was even as if a carving knife was continuously sculpting and cutting into his mind. Even with his vast experience, he found such pain difficult to endure.

The abnormal sensation in his body came suddenly and disappeared just as quickly. Moments later, he returned to normal.

The pain he had just experienced was completely like an illusion. Yet within his mind, a faint shadow resembling Li Fan remained, impossible to dispel.

No matter how he calmed his heart, it continued to stand towering over his mind and consciousness.

“It is merely a small restrictive technique. You need not be nervous. As long as you follow the plan, everything will be fine.”

“Otherwise...”

Li Fan gave an inexplicable laugh.

“I also do not mind using the lives of your entire race to give it a try.”

Emperor Sanmo's expression became solemn. He lowered his head and repeatedly said that he would not dare.

Next, Li Fan discussed the general details of the reception plan with Emperor Sanmo before asking about the key point.

“How much Ancient Cang Primal Essence is required to cross possibilities?”

Emperor Sanmo took out a strange mask.

“According to our past experience, we only need to fill this divine mask.”

Li Fan drew the mask over and sensed it carefully before speaking calmly.

“Fine. Three days from now, I will deliver a full load of Ancient Cang Primal Essence to you.”

“Also...”

“When you cross possibilities this time, put this object on as well.”

Emperor Sanmo stared intently ahead. Floating quietly before him was, astonishingly, a sculpture made from some unknown material.

Mountains and seas nestled against each other. And above the mountains and seas, there seemed to stand a figure with his hands behind his back.

The instant Emperor Sanmo touched the sculpture, the image of the mountains and seas merged into his own body, making it impossible to sense where it was hidden.

“You may go.”

After being dismissed, Emperor Sanmo’s vision blurred, and he returned to the Xuanhuang Realm.

He did not leave. Instead, he quietly remained there, waiting.

While standing there, he surveyed the surrounding scenery. Compared to a hundred years ago, the place had already undergone earthshaking changes.

Not only had the heavens and earth become even more vast and lofty, but the most striking change was the exuberant vitality that permeated every corner.

For a moment, Emperor Sanmo felt somewhat dazed, as though he had returned to the ancient era before the calamity had descended.

“If the race could reproduce and thrive here, it would indeed be a blessing.”

“Although it cannot last forever, it would still be a paradise for a time.”

“Moreover, as long as we have enough Ancient Cang Primal Essence, even if this place eventually becomes uninhabitable one day, we can simply seek out another place.”

Emperor Sanmo silently thought to himself.

...

Within the Celestial Pillar Space.

Li Buren stood with a solemn expression, his eyes closed. He served as the bridge connecting the power of his true body with the phantom of Lord Hill Guardian.

As an energy form capable of supporting the crossing of possibilities, Ancient Cang Primal Essence was undoubtedly of an extremely high grade. To fabricate enough to fill an entire mask was by no means an easy task.

Even Li Fan was somewhat strained by it in his current state.

Thus, he needed to borrow strength.

Of course, Li Fan would never allow the power of the phantom of Lord Hill Guardian or the other Celestial Pillars to directly come into contact with [Truth], the Falsehood and Truth. Instead, he would convert it through the Dao Net connecting his clone and true body.

After a hundred years of quietly comprehending the Dao, the ever-growing myriad forms of Ink Death had already given Li Fan's true body the ability to withstand the power of the phantom of Lord Hill Guardian.

An incomparably abundant force of mountains and seas flowed through Li Buren as a conduit, transferring into the vast net woven from the Ink Death Dao Aspects.

Just as Li Fan had expected.

Ink Death and Dao Annihilation were vaguely similar in nature. Both belonged to the transformation in which mountains and seas merged into one.

They were seemingly of the same origin. The power of the phantom of Lord Hill Guardian underwent the conversion without encountering the slightest obstruction. Within this vast net woven by Li Fan, it surged like stars racing and rivers flowing, rolling endlessly as it suddenly arrived.

It was just like the severalfold increase in strength produced when he had previously cast [Falsehood and Truth] upon himself.

His power surged for no apparent reason, becoming inexhaustible and seemingly impossible to deplete.

“Falsehood and Truth...”

The memories and sensations of previously fabricating Ancient Cang Primal Essence out of thin air once again surfaced in Li Fan's mind.

Li Fan silently repeated the words again and again.

Before him, ancient bronze-colored points of light continuously emerged from nothingness.

Anything Li Fan created himself through the Falsehood and Truth divine ability could only persist for a few breaths before completely dissipating, leaving behind only a tiny remnant.

However, after a hundred years of comprehending the Dao, the proportion that remained had increased significantly. It had risen from approximately one ten-thousandth to five ten-thousandths.

And now, with the support of external power and his strength abruptly rising to the Nameless realm, the retention ratio underwent another dramatic transformation, reaching five thousandths.

Even though nine hundred and ninety-five thousandths of it was still lost.

Before the property of [Infinity], however, all of this loss could be completely disregarded.

Pushing the myriad Ink Death Dao Aspects Net to its maximum load, Li Fan became immersed in the experience of creation.

With the birth of every single point of light, his comprehension of the Transformation Between Truth and Falsehood advanced another step.

...

Three days later.

Emperor Sanmo was summoned once again.

A mask was hurled toward him, and he instinctively caught it.

The surging and familiar aura emanating from within the mask caused the aged Beast of Wisdom to tremble uncontrollably.

In his eyes, what this contained was not merely energy. It was the hope for the survival of his entire race.

“I will certainly not fail in the task entrusted to me by Senior.”

Emperor Sanmo spoke solemnly.

If he had still harbored even the slightest hesitation before, then after seeing an entire mask filled with Ancient Cang Primal Essence, not the slightest trace of doubt remained.

“As long as we have enough of this energy, we can continue searching for new safe habitats until the entire mortal world is destroyed. At the very least, before that happens, our race can always remain safe without having to gamble anymore.”

“Compared to that...”

“The sacrifice of a few Primeval Dao Forms is simply insignificant.”

The determination in Emperor Sanmo’s heart was concealed beneath his murky eyes as he once again hurried toward the frontier of the Shuo Star Sea.

...

Li Fan watched the figure of Emperor Sanmo disappear. Sensing the location of the other party through his mind, he nodded slightly.

The mark he had left within Emperor Sanmo’s mind was something he had comprehended from the Dao of [Engrave] over these hundred years.

He did not expect it to remain effective after Emperor Sanmo crossed into another possibility. As long as it could track everything that happened within the Mystic Coffin of World Traversal, that would be enough.

That way, even if Emperor Sanmo played a trick on him, Li Fan could still personally find his way to the possibility where all thirteen Dao Forms were present.

Even if that place was enemy territory and his strength was insufficient, as long as Li Fan determined their exact location.

He would have plenty of ways to deal with them in the future.

Moreover, in Li Fan's view, the possibility that Emperor Sanmo would deviate from the plan was extremely small.

"It is time to start making preparations in advance."

He could not help but feel somewhat excited.

Only after truly digesting the Great Dao contained within a Nameless True Immortal did Li Fan finally understand just how great an improvement it brought him.

In terms of cultivation realm, Li Fan's true body was still only at the 'Half Immortal' realm.

However, as long as the Ink Death Dao Net unfolded, he could easily capture any opponent whose 'weight' was beneath his own.

The so-called weight was Li Fan's way of describing how much significance one's cultivated Dao Path occupied within the Great Dao of heaven and earth.

There was no quantified measurement for it. It could only be determined through perception.

For example, the Dao of "Engrave" that he had glimpsed from Situ Xing's memories was somewhat incomplete, but it had ultimately originated from the Nameless True Immortal who had attained merged with Dao. The weight of this Dao was nearly equivalent to half a Nameless True Immortal.

It was far beyond anything an ordinary True Immortal could compare with.

And this was merely one of the many Daos within Li Fan's Ink Death Dao Net.

Formlessness, Hunger, Creation, Primordial Origin...

There were many more besides, distributed throughout the Dao Net.

Using these comprehended Dao Laws as weights was enough to support Li Fan in contending against a genuine Nameless True Immortal without falling into a disadvantage.

Over the past hundred years, this had already been verified through Li Fan's occasional sparring sessions with his clone.

Strictly speaking, this was not Li Fan's own power. Rather, it was "adapting to local conditions and using one force against another."

If he left the current possibility, the weights available within his Dao Net might instantly be emptied.

But at the very least, within the Yuanchu possibility, relying on this move, Li Fan had practically reached a state of half-step invincibility.

Aside from certain old monsters who had survived the great catastrophe of the Immortal Realm, Li Fan feared no one else.

"The phantom of Hill Guardian. My own Dao Net."

"Every time I suppress and devour a Nameless True Immortal, both of them can be greatly strengthened."

"The power of the Hill Guardian phantom still has an upper limit. But my Ink Death Myriad Aspects Dao Net has no end. Perhaps its ultimate limit is precisely what I envision, all Three Thousand Great Daos gathered within my body."

Li Fan was extremely satisfied with the gains from his hundred years of secluded cultivation.

Having tasted the benefits, he naturally turned his gaze toward the Shuo Star Sea nearby.

Due to the difference in the flow of time caused by traveling between different possibilities, by the time Emperor Sanmo sent news, another hundred years might have passed.

Li Fan naturally could not simply sit around waiting during this period.

He had already reached a preliminary cooperation agreement with the remaining True Immortal faction. The Shuo Star Sea, where True Immortals could be said to gather in great numbers, was naturally his ideal hunting ground.

Over the past hundred years, Devoid Immortal had continuously reported to him on the progress between the two sides.

Although progress was somewhat slow, under the joint efforts of certain factions, the Immortal Hunters and True Immortals gradually set aside their previous grudges. They agreed to jointly shoulder the responsibility of resisting Dao Annihilation.

After all, the Immortal Hunters' promise to release all the True Immortals imprisoned deep within the Dao Net, including even the Nameless True Immortals, was genuinely sincere.

There was only one condition. Before leaving the Dao Net, they had to use the ‘Phantom Bearing the Dao’ method to leave behind a Dao-Bearing Phantom.

The only drawback of the Dao-Bearing Phantom was that when one eventually achieved true Great Transcendence, the phantom would first need to be reclaimed.

Even Lord Hill Guardian had yet to accomplish that, much less these prisoners.

Thus, they all readily agreed.

"They have not revealed the list of True Immortals who will be released, though."

Hidden behind the High Wall, Li Fan gazed toward the nearby Shuo Star Sea.

Over the past hundred years, he had continuously extracted Dao Laws from the Shuo Star Sea to nourish the weakened and depleted Darkest Star Sea. Although the degree of influence was negligible, these unusual disturbances had still attracted the Shuo Star Sea's attention. They had dispatched people several times to investigate.

Each time, however, Li Fan personally intervened and frightened them away.

"They have endured it several times already. There is no way they can keep tolerating it forever."

"Let me add some more fuel to the fire."

For Li Fan, fighting near the High Wall granted him an absolute geographical advantage. Therefore, whatever plan he devised, it was best to draw the battlefield here.

Having made his decision, the road transformed from Li Buren once again opened its enormous bloody maw.

Like a bottomless ocean abyss, it voraciously devoured the Dao Laws of the Shuo Star Sea.

This time, Li Fan showed no restraint whatsoever. The commotion was so immense that a distorted halo formed directly near the High Wall.

The Shuo Star Sea was instantly alarmed.

After a brief silence, two figures arrived together.

One of them was Devoid Immortal.

Li Fan had never seen the other figure before.

Yet there was not the slightest trace of a True Immortal aura upon this person. Instead, wherever he passed, it was as though a colossal beast were swimming beneath the water, causing waves of Dao Law ripples to spread through the surrounding starry sky.

"So they came to make a show of force."

Li Fan found it rather amusing.

This person clearly belonged to the Immortal Hunter faction.

Given the power over the Dao Net that the other party displayed, it was absolutely impossible for him to cause such a tremendous disturbance merely by traveling.

Li Fan quietly observed the lingering ripples within the Dao Net.

"A Dao Net woven over countless tens of thousands of years, with Nameless True Immortals serving as its pillars. Its might is indeed extraordinary, far surpassing my current Myriad Aspects Dao Net."

"However..."

"Making such a commotion is still far too presumptuous."

With a thought from Li Fan, the power of Wuji erupted.

It transformed into a colossal hand and reached toward the Immortal Hunter.

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