My Longevity Simulation

Chapter 1038: Seventy-Two Labyrinths

It was as if one organ of the human body had been shrunk down to the cellular level.

The current Du'e Sect was concealed within the void of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance's Goumang Prefecture, invisible and unknowable to ordinary people.

Following the coordinates provided by the Tianxuan Mirror clone, Li Fan arrived at a position thirty-six thousand zhang above Goumang Prefecture.

The entrance to the Du'e Sect was right here.

The Du'e Sect, shrunk a hundred thousandfold, was already as minuscule as dust, and with the Immortal Ancestor's seal in effect.

Thus, even with Li Fan's current observational abilities, and knowing the outcome in advance, he still could not detect any trace of the Du'e Sect.

After pondering for a moment, Li Fan silently circulated the Limitless Fullness and Emptiness Method, then severed a small portion of his divine soul.

Once separated from his body, the divine soul fragment transformed into a miniature version of Li Fan, turning into a streak of white light and diving into the tiny void ahead.

As the surrounding objects enlarged thousands or even tens of thousands of times, the space around Li Fan's soul fragment rapidly expanded.

The soul fragment flew through the vast void, searching for traces of the nearby Du'e Sect entrance.

Entering the Du'e Sect required finding the entrance as the first step.

"It is not merely a simple reduction in size; even the space itself here is a superposition of multiple directions."

Soon, sensing the familiar aura of the Immortal Ancestor's seal, Li Fan abruptly halted his figure.

Upon closer inspection, Li Fan discovered that in the nearby void, there was a region that seemed embedded with a mirror surface, bearing a subtle discordance.

Ordinary people would scarcely notice it, but Li Fan had deduced and cracked the Immortal Ancestor's seal countless times in the Dissociation Disc, so he was naturally very familiar with it.

Without hesitation, he flew toward that "mirror surface."

It was like suddenly passing through an invisible bubble; in an instant, Li Fan felt the surrounding space invert multiple times in up, down, left, and right orientations.

A slight sense of dizziness came over him, and Li Fan knew he had stepped into the second layer of space.

After entering the inner layer of space, aside from the correct passage, many "forked paths" had been set up.

Stepping into one would teleport the intruder into other confusing void labyrinths.

There were no exits, only endlessly enlarging micro-level voids.

Not to mention returning to search for the Du'e Sect anew; even avoiding getting lost was an extremely difficult task.

Fortunately, armed with the correct answer, Li Fan proceeded cautiously and, after delving through seventy-two layers of space, finally spotted a mountain body floating in the void far ahead.

Seventy-two layers of space, shrunk a hundred thousandfold.

The void was no longer the conventional pitch black but a strange pale purple.

At the boundaries illuminated by the purple light, thin lines would occasionally flash by at extreme speeds.

They left only faint traces before quickly vanishing without a sign.

Their speed was so fast that even Li Fan could not capture them.

Even more peculiar was that in this space, at irregular intervals, an indeterminate number of purple light orbs would ignite.

Like suns or clusters of stars.

They briefly illuminated the area before swiftly disappearing.

...

Under the backdrop of these eerie scenes, the distant Du'e Sect exuded an even more bizarre and ominous aura.

Li Fan's soul fragment slowly approached the mountain body.

After passing through a layer of barrier protection, he formally entered the interior of the Du'e Sect.

It seemed to be an independent space, and sounds finally reached Li Fan's ears.

There were no specific noises, just the existence of sound. Unlike the absolute silence during his penetration of the seventy-two layers of space earlier.

Li Fan's current position was at the foot of the mountain.

Looking at the single stone staircase extending upward ahead, Li Fan attempted to fly directly toward the summit.

He had not flown far when his vision blurred, and Li Fan found himself back at the starting point.

"I wonder if this is due to the Immortal Ancestor's prohibition, or the Du'e Sect's original sect-protecting measures?"

Li Fan pondered this in his heart, then gave up on flying and proceeded step by step along the mountain path.

"Hm?"

After only a few steps, his foot suddenly paused.

"Was that an illusion?"

Just now, it seemed a figure had run past him, heading straight up the mountain.

Li Fan had not "seen" the figure's existence, yet he had felt it distinctly.

"Playing tricks with ghosts..."

Li Fan snorted coldly and continued forward.

As expected, every certain distance he climbed upward, he sensed the appearance of that ghostly figure.

Some ascended the mountain like him, while others descended from above.

The appearances grew more frequent, and...

"Each time, the sensation it brings becomes more pronounced."

A trace of solemnity appeared on Li Fan's face.

At the beginning, it was merely like a gentle breeze. Now, when the figure brushed past him, he could clearly feel the chill and damp stickiness.

This even caused his split soul to sweat profusely, as if a mortal running long distances in the height of summer...

"Sweat?"

Li Fan jolted awake and immediately sensed something amiss.

His divine sense scanned his body; nothing seemed abnormal.

He then cast the Water Mirror Technique and looked into the reflective surface.

In an instant, Li Fan's scalp tingled with numbness.

It turned out that those black shadows brushing past him had not vanished.

Instead, one after another, they had piled and overlapped, all clinging to his back.

What horrified him even more was that, without the mirror's reflection, Li Fan had been utterly unaware of it!

As if sensing Li Fan's gaze from the mirror's reflection, the originally indistinct faces of those shadows gradually materialized.

One after another, pale, overlapping faces shifted ceaselessly, their voices fragmented and echoing in Li Fan's ears.

"Go up the mountain, go up the mountain..."

"Run! Run away!"

"Fellow Daoist, give me a ride; this mountain path is far too arduous."

"So tiring. So tiring. We should be nearing the exit soon, right?"

...

And as these voices emerged, Li Fan was horrified to discover that his body began performing different actions according to the varying content of the words.

One part yearned to ascend the mountain, while another desperately sought to flee the place.

Neither would yield to the other.

"Hiss..."

In this stark contradiction, it was as if many people pulled forcefully from both front and back.

Li Fan's body was torn apart from the middle in an instant.

"That's right, that's right..."

Both sides seized their respective halves and let out joyous cheers in unison.

Then, these figures each carried their half-body and parted ways.

One went up, one down, rapidly moving along the mountain path.

As if contaminated by these shadows, Li Fan's two severed halves were also shrouded in thick darkness.

In the erosion and transformation of time, these separated halves quietly reformed into two complete bodies each.

Outside the Du'e Sect, in the normal space of the Xuanhuang Realm.

Li Fan sensed the scenes transmitted simultaneously from his two split souls and revealed an intrigued expression.

One left, one right; one up, one down.

The two images presented themselves at once.