My Longevity Simulation

Chapter 1151: The True Culprit Behind the World’s Destruction

“Could it be…”

“Longevity Immortal?”

A thought flashed through Shang Shaojun’s mind uncontrollably.

From what he knew, among the survivors who came from other cultivation worlds, there were indeed beings who had reached the Longevity Immortal Heavenly Sovereign realm.

Although they were far from being as invincible as the Longevity Immortal Heavenly Sovereigns of the Xuanhuang World, they were still entities no ordinary Dao Integration Immortal Sage could hope to contend with.

“It should be as I thought.” Shang Shaojun’s heart tightened, and his attitude toward Li Fan became even more cautious.

The two continued deeper into the Chizha Abyss, where the fusion of laws from different worlds had reached its peak.

In the darkness, new anomalies began to emerge.

A faint blood-red glow illuminated the path ahead.

From afar, one could faintly see ruins scattered across those lands, and within the ruins, countless dense white bones.

Every fragment of the floating worlds was utterly silent and lifeless.

Thick crimson threads, like the roots of an enormous tree, grew out from those broken continents, stretching into the depths of the abyss and vanishing into the darkness.

At times, chilling sounds echoed through the air.

It was like a blade scraping across bone, or the heavy, rasping breath of someone on the verge of death.

The eerie atmosphere of this place made both Li Fan and Shang Shaojun instinctively stop in their tracks.

Seeing Li Fan quietly observe the strange sight ahead, Shang Shaojun pondered for a moment before sending a voice transmission:

“These broken worlds… seem to still be alive?” he said uncertainly.

Holy Embryo Li Fan did not reply.

He simply waved his hand, sending out a streak of sword light that shot straight toward one of the shattered worlds.

Shang Shaojun’s heart tightened immediately.

Although he had witnessed Li Fan’s extraordinary swordsmanship before, he knew that even a dying world’s counterattack was something not to be underestimated.

The silvery sword light crossed space in an instant and arrived upon the ruined land.

What surprised Shang Shaojun was that Li Fan’s strike did not seem intended to destroy.

After piercing through the barrier and descending, the sword light remained suspended, motionless.

Even the path it left behind in the air had not dissipated.

The sword light solidified, forming a thin silver thread.

It connected Li Fan and that broken world together.

Li Fan floated gracefully, standing atop the silver line. His eyes closed, as though he was sensing something profound.

“This is…”

At first, Shang Shaojun could not understand what Li Fan was doing.

But as he watched, an image suddenly arose in his mind—of a mortal physician diagnosing a patient’s pulse.

“With a sword as the medium, he seeks the balance between life and death.”

“Could it be that this one’s mastery is not limited to the sword, but extends deeply into the Dao of Healing as well?”

Shang Shaojun was inwardly shaken.

Then Li Fan’s next action made his heart leap violently.

Li Fan gently tapped his foot on the silver thread.

A faint ripple spread along the line, transmitting into the broken world.

At first, there was only a subtle tremor, barely noticeable.

But then, as if responding to some hidden resonance, the vibration grew stronger and stronger.

The once-dead land suddenly awoke.

A deep rumble echoed from beneath the ground, and torrents of molten lava erupted upward amid the world’s furious roar.

The entire realm began to stir once more…

Before Li Fan’s voice had even fallen, Shang Shaojun felt himself struck by an immense force. His body spun uncontrollably backward, and his blood and qi surged violently within. He had already suffered light internal injuries.

Startled, Shang Shaojun looked back and saw that the fragmented world Li Fan had been “diagnosing” was now collapsing in on itself, violently self-destructing toward its final annihilation.

It was only a broken remnant to begin with, fragile beyond repair.

It could not withstand such fierce internal energy fluctuations.

The land was completely torn apart, dissolving into endless crimson flames.

As the flames burned out their final light within the darkness, they marked the demise of an entire world.

Shang Shaojun watched the scene in silence, dazed by what he saw.

Li Fan stood beside him and calmly explained, “If one uses external force to destroy this world, it will not only cause the world’s backlash, but it may also alert the being behind all of this.”

“But if I forcibly ignite the last remnants of the world’s power and let it perish naturally...”

As Li Fan spoke, countless sword shadows emerged behind him.

Sword lights intertwined, flaring brightly before vanishing into the void.

“Enter the formation.”

Hearing Li Fan’s transmitted voice, Shang Shaojun’s heart trembled again.

Yet he had been so shocked already that numbness was beginning to set in. He followed almost instinctively.

Once he stepped into the formation space, he saw sword shadows rapidly circling all around.

A thousand swords flew in unison, opening up a hidden sanctuary within the chaos.

Before entering the sword formation, Shang Shaojun had also seen Li Fan repeating the process, one after another destroying several broken worlds ahead.

The destructive shockwaves released with each world’s collapse turned the depths of this Chizha Abyss into a scene like a purgatory.

Countless dark-red ashes, carried by wild torrents of energy, erupted outward from the abyss.

It was like ten thousand ghosts wandering through the night, like a frenzied stampede of beasts.

The Thousand-Sword Formation seemed to strain under the pressure.

It kept shrinking tighter and tighter.

The rotating sword lights spun faster and faster, almost forming complete concentric circles.

Yet Li Fan showed no sign of worry about the formation’s endurance.

He stood with eyes closed, motionless, as if performing some unknown task.

“Wait.”

Sensing Shang Shaojun’s confusion, Li Fan sent a brief voice transmission and then fell silent.

Shang Shaojun took a deep breath, his mind gradually calming under the cool aura surrounding him.

The sword lights danced around, completely sealing off all outside views.

Even his divine sense was blocked; he could not perceive what was happening beyond.

But from the heavy pounding sounds occasionally striking the sword formation, he could tell that the destruction of several world fragments had unleashed terrifying external impacts.

“If not for him, I would have been forced to retreat in disgrace by now.”

“Sword arts, healing arts, formation arts... How could there exist someone so proficient in all disciplines?”

Shang Shaojun’s mind churned with thoughts. Even with the support of the Immortal Heart Mantra, he could not suppress his growing speculation about Li Fan’s true identity.

He did not know how much time had passed.

At last, the storm outside the sword formation began to subside.

But Li Fan still made no move to withdraw the formation.

Judging from his increasingly grave expression, it seemed that something outside remained, something even more terrifying than the destruction of the worlds themselves.

“The mastermind behind it all?”

The image of countless shattered world fragments hanging upside down in the void flashed through Shang Shaojun’s mind.

Such a sight could not have formed naturally.

To think that a being capable of treating entire worlds as mere playthings might now be lurking nearby, his scalp tingled at the thought.

“Can this sword formation truly conceal us?”

“If it finds us, there will be no escape—only death.”