My Longevity Simulation - Chapter 1149: Annihilation Destroys the Festering Sore

The Qingxuan Army had guarded the Chizha Abyss for far too long.

Some had been born here and never left, even until their deaths.

Family, friends.

Everything they knew blossomed and then withered within the Eternal Immortal Fortress.

The true beauty of the Xuanhuang Realm, which they protected, was something most of the Qingxuan Army had only heard about through the Tianxuan Mirror.

They had never seen it with their own eyes.

The terror of the Chizha Abyss also made it impossible for them to entertain the fantasy of ever leaving.

But now…

Li Fan’s appearance brought a glimmer of hope to their endlessly bleak lives.

“If the two lords join forces, they might truly be able to silence the demonic sound forever…”

The Qingxuan Army erupted in cheers, their eyes filled with hope, fixed intently on Li Fan and Shang Shaojun standing outside the abyss.

“The cruelest thing in the world is to give hope and then shatter it,” Shang Shaojun said with a slight sigh, glancing back at the expressions on his subordinates’ faces.

“I only agreed to your request because the situation forced my hand. In truth, I’m not optimistic,” he transmitted.

“The Chizha Abyss’s real problem isn’t just the demonic sound. If it were, any Dharma-Transmitter from the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance could easily suppress it. What truly concerns the higher-ups of the Immortal Alliance is the distorted Dao of world destruction emanating from the abyss’s depths.”

“It’s like an open wound. If you pierce it, pus will flow out and spread, infecting the Xuanhuang Realm…”

With no other choice, Shang Shaojun revealed why the Immortal Alliance had chosen to merely guard the abyss rather than eliminate the threat permanently.

“The demonic sound is only a symptom. To truly silence it, one must not only suppress the sound but also heal the wound.”

Shang Shaojun had hoped his words would dissuade Li Fan from dragging him to the abyss’s bottom.

But to his surprise, Li Fan showed no trace of astonishment after hearing the explanation, as if he already knew the truth of the Chizha Abyss.

He even smiled faintly and countered, “The demonic sound is a symptom, and the wound…”

“Is also a symptom.”

“The Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao cycles through creation and destruction without end. An ordinary world wound would heal within a century at most. Yet the Chizha Abyss has raged for centuries without any sign of stopping, only growing worse. Doesn’t that pique your curiosity, Young Lord?”

Shang Shaojun froze upon hearing this.

“You…”

His gaze toward Li Fan was filled with uncertainty.

Originally, he thought Li Fan was a powerful cultivator brimming with righteous zeal, but now it seemed…

“My identity is unimportant; what matters is you, Young Lord,” Li Fan said.

“Aren’t you curious about everything within the White Mist Maze and the strange attitude of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance back then?”

Shang Shaojun’s expression shifted: “Are you from the Five Elders Association?”

Li Fan shook his head: “I am merely a sincere person unwilling to see the truth buried.”

Then, Li Fan sat cross-legged with his sword: “I will wait here for three days.”

“Three days from now, I will wield my sword and charge into the abyss.”

“As for whether you wish to accompany me, Young Lord… I won’t force you.”

Shang Shaojun remained silent.

His figure rippled like water and vanished.

Three days passed in a flash.

During this time, Li Fan stood guard at the abyss’s entrance.

Whenever demonic sounds emerged, he effortlessly eradicated them with his sword light.

The Qingxuan soldiers in the Eternal Immortal Fortress watched Li Fan’s back with admiration.

Some clever ones recorded the images of Li Fan’s sword light vanquishing the demonic sounds.

They studied them repeatedly.

A few even gained insights, significantly improving their strength.

When the agreed-upon time arrived, Holy Embryo Li Fan did not hesitate.

Under the gaze of the crowd, he rose and strode slowly into the depths of the Chizha Abyss.

He showed no intention of waiting for Shang Shaojun.

As Li Fan prepared to venture forth alone, whispers inevitably arose within the Eternal Immortal Fortress.

After all, no matter how great Shang Shaojun’s prestige was, if he failed to respond in this matter, his image would irreparably collapse.

These Qingxuan soldiers were his loyal followers, cultivated over a century. Losing their heartfelt support would be a devastating blow for Shang Shaojun.

With his strength, even if he ventured deep into the Chizha Abyss and failed to suppress the demonic sounds, he would at most sustain injuries. Preserving his life was not an issue.

Thus, Li Fan was certain Shang Shaojun would appear.

Even if only to follow behind and make a show of it.

Sure enough, just as Li Fan resolutely stepped into the Chizha Abyss, Shang Shaojun’s figure appeared at the right moment.

“Send off the Army Leader!”

The Qingxuan soldiers’ thunderous cheers resounded, abruptly ceasing as Li Fan fully entered the abyss.

“The last time I set foot here was nearly three hundred years ago,” Shang Shaojun’s voice sounded from behind.

Li Fan did not respond, only observing his surroundings.

The scene was somewhat similar to the Netherworld.

Endless darkness, chilling to the heart. The difference was the continuous dark red light bands, like the flowing blood of some ancient beast.

From these blood-red light bands, ash-like substances occasionally drifted out.

Li Fan reached out and seized a piece. A rotting aura instantly began eroding his entire body from the point of contact.

In just a few breaths, Holy Embryo Li Fan’s body turned into the same ash-like substance.

A sword light pierced the darkness, and Li Fan was reborn from his inner world.

“These embers are the result of being tainted by the Dao of a world’s twisted distortion and destruction,” Shang Shaojun transmitted. “This is merely the abyss’s outermost edge. The deeper you go, the more intense the distortion becomes. It can even taint and destroy the foundation of our cultivation.”

He referred to the foundation of cultivation, such as Foundation Establishment treasures or Nascent Soul Cave-Heavens.

As long as these new law foundations remained intact, cultivators could continuously regenerate. But if they were damaged, the cultivator would naturally perish.

“Besides that, you must beware of sudden outbreaks of demonic sound tides,” Shang Shaojun continued. “The demonic sounds outside the abyss and within are entirely different concepts. Back then, I prided myself on my resolute will, yet I could barely endure a few breaths before those terrifying murmurs nearly drove me mad.”

…

Shang Shaojun rambled on, but Li Fan ignored him, steadfastly flying toward the abyss’s depths.

Wherever he passed, sword lights flickered, and the lingering dark red blood shadows were all extinguished.

Shang Shaojun observed for a while and noticed that those strange entities showed no signs of regenerating, secretly astonished.

“This is the [Sword of Annihilation],” Li Fan’s voice suddenly rang in his ear. “Where its light reaches, all turns to nothingness.”

“A festering wound need only be cut clean,” he said calmly.

“As for those demonic sounds…”

“I have a supreme divine technique to teach you, ensuring your safety.”