My Longevity Simulation

Chapter 796: Bai’s Confrontation with the Immortal Ancestor

The Dharma-Transmitting Immortal Ancestor—truly worthy of being the supreme existence, reigning over the Xuanhuang Realm with unparalleled might.

Even with Mr. Bai’s strength, he could evade for a time.

But ultimately, he could not hide forever.

Once he had fully perfected the "Foundation Establishment Method Through Oneself" and successfully validated it in practice...

The Immortal Ancestor still managed to track down Mr. Bai based on the slightest traces.

"Buzz..."

It was as if the air had been instantly sucked dry, creating an immense pressure difference that left everyone in the Medicine King Valley clutching their heads in unbearable agony.

Cracks began to spread across the sky within the secret realm.

As if the secret realm itself could not withstand the overwhelming power, it seemed on the verge of shattering.

Longevity Valley trembled violently, like a lone boat struggling in a raging storm, teetering on the brink of collapse.

All of this happened in an instant.

However, the Immortal Ancestor had not personally descended.

It was merely His gaze, cast down from the heavens.

Mr. Bai walked out slowly, ascending into the air with a light step.

The cracks in the sky of the secret realm gradually repaired themselves.

The violently shaking Longevity Valley also calmed down once more.

Those who had barely recovered from the oppressive might of the Immortal Ancestor were all deathly pale, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Even the Dao Integration trio was no exception.

Before the Immortal Ancestor, ordinary Dao Integration cultivators were no different from those at the Foundation Establishment or Nascent Soul stages.

They gazed at Mr. Bai, who stood alone in midair, bearing the full brunt of the Dharma-Transmitting Immortal Ancestor’s oppressive might. Their expressions were complicated.

Mr. Bai’s robes billowed despite the absence of wind, rustling softly.

"Take care of the children."

"Without them, the birth of the 'Foundation Establishment Method Through Oneself' would not have been possible."

He did not look back, simply leaving behind these words.

Then, Mr. Bai tore through the void and departed from Longevity Valley.

"Mister!"

From beginning to end, the people of Longevity Valley never knew Mr. Bai’s true name.

They only referred to him as "Mister"—just like those orphans who once lived in the ruined Xuantian Temple in Ningyuan City.

Now that His target had finally been locked onto, the pressure of the Dharma-Transmitting Immortal Ancestor gradually withdrew from Longevity Valley.

Not disappearing.

But rather, focusing entirely on Mr. Bai.

As Mr. Bai tore through space and headed toward the Xuanhuang Realm itself...

Perhaps influenced by the Dharma-Transmitting Immortal Ancestor’s overwhelming power, or perhaps intentionally left by Mr. Bai himself...

The sky over Longevity Valley did not fully return to normal.

Instead, a massive rift remained, through which one could clearly see what was happening in the Xuanhuang Realm at that very moment.

Mr. Bai soared into the heavens, his figure growing larger and larger.

In the blink of an eye, he had become like an enormous celestial giant, standing tall and mighty between heaven and earth.

With His target appearing before Him, the Immortal Ancestor wasted no words.

From the sky above, countless black vortexes suddenly emerged.

Like gaping voids, they unleashed an infinite pull toward Mr. Bai.

Or perhaps, like a multitude of cold, emotionless eyes, they locked onto him unwaveringly.

Due to the presence of the Devouring Essence White Mist Barrier, only Luoyan Prefecture and Lueying Prefecture, where Longevity Valley was located, could witness this world-shaking confrontation.

And every cultivator who gazed upon those swirling black vortexes above...

In that instant, their expressions turned vacant and dazed.

Some, unable to resist the pull, flew directly toward the sky.

Like moths drawn to a flame, they chased after the ever-shifting black holes.

That pull was nameless, unknowable.

Yet, it seemed to surpass even the allure of the world's essence to cultivators.

And this was merely the external manifestation of those black vortexes...

Mr. Bai, who had borne the full force of its power, stood tall, his figure towering between heaven and earth. Yet, in an instant, his silhouette seemed to distort slightly.

Explosions erupted continuously, occurring inexplicably across different parts of his body.

And this was merely the initial stage of the Immortal Ancestor.

What followed next was the true beginning of the spectacle that left the children of the Medicine King Valley gasping in astonishment.

A strange, eerie shade of purple suddenly and silently took over the skies of the Luoyan and Lueying regions.

It veiled the heavens, replacing the blazing sun.

Under the illumination of the purple glow, Mr. Bai’s robes, hair, and even his pupils seemed to be tainted by this eerie hue.

Boom!

A mass of flesh and blood burst from Mr. Bai’s body.

Then, as if a humanoid shadow had dissipated mysteriously, it drifted away and returned to the heavens.

Had Li Fan been present at this moment, he would have immediately recognized this as the phenomenon of the world’s spirit being stripped from Mr. Bai—an effect of the deceptive conversion.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The deafening sound of explosions echoed through the universe.

And the subsequent steps of the Immortal Ancestor unfolded one after another.

Countless thin black threads, resembling writhing earthworms, densely surrounded Mr. Bai. Like a pack of ravenous hyenas, they swarmed him, madly devouring his essence.

At every moment, an uncountable number of these black threads drained from his body.

They were absorbed and assimilated into the writhing mass, becoming part of the greater entity.

The actions of the Immortal Ancestor had long surpassed the realm of ordinary spells and divine abilities.

There was no dazzling brilliance, no earth-shattering display of might.

There were only bizarre and inexplicable phenomena.

The force that triggered these phenomena was undoubtedly an unfathomable power beyond the comprehension of cultivators.

The cultivators of Luoyan and Lueying, who witnessed this spectacle, were left utterly speechless.

Before the relentless might of the Immortal Ancestor, Mr. Bai seemed to have no means of resistance at all.

He merely stood there in silence, passively enduring the assault.

Just when everyone thought this was the case, Mr. Bai finally moved.

He extended both hands, and his long sleeves billowed, instantly piercing into the White Mist Barrier, which stretched across the world, dividing the Xuanhuang Realm’s regions.

Then, a tremendous force surged from his arms.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A deep, thunderous rumble roared, as if echoing from every corner of the heavens and earth.

"That is…!"

"Look! The White Mist Barrier is moving!"

Very quickly, the cultivators noticed something amiss, exclaiming in shock.

The White Mist Barrier, which had remained unchanged for tens of thousands of years, standing still since ancient times, was now shifting.

The roaring sound grew increasingly deafening, and the mist’s movement accelerated.

Its flow was being drawn toward a singular source—Mr. Bai’s arms.

A massive suction force radiated from his hands.

The dreaded Devouring Essence White Mist, which cultivators feared and avoided at all costs, was now being frantically absorbed into his sleeves.

From a gentle trickle to a rushing stream, and then into a surging, torrential river!

The white mist, which enveloped the entire Xuanhuang Realm, was being extracted at an astonishing rate, cascading toward Mr. Bai.

And this act seemed to have finally provoked the Dharma-Transmitting Immortal Ancestor into true anger.

From the eerie, violet-hued sky, a vague, looming face appeared.

Then, two enormous fingers, like celestial pillars supporting the heavens, descended from above!

In an instant, the sky turned dark and ominous.

A bone-chilling wail, like the howling of ghostly winds, resounded across the two regions.

Thunder roared alongside the storm, and cracks of void-like rifts spread like a spiderweb.

Within mere moments, the spatial fractures stretched from the skies down to the earth.

Everything unfortunate enough to be caught in their path was instantly reduced to dust—no remains left behind.

Even those who narrowly escaped death were crushed beneath the immense pressure brought down by the two descending fingers.

Their bodies were frozen in place, unable to move a muscle!

Those unable to withstand the pressure collapsed onto their knees, trembling in terror!