My Longevity Simulation-Chapter 648

At that moment, Crimson Flame, who had seemingly given up struggling and was silently awaiting death, suddenly lifted his head.

On his blurred and flickering face, a mocking smile seemed to emerge.

Then, in an instant, his body, originally a mix of black and red, turned completely pitch black!

Like ink dripping into a pool of water, the surrounding space was instantly dyed into a deep darkness!

Li Fan’s mind trembled violently.

Even the surviving cultivators, who had once gazed at Crimson Flame with greed in their hearts, were now completely engulfed in fear.

Because what they sensed as the Spirit of Heaven and Earth – Crimson Flame had, without warning, transformed into the Spirit of Heaven and Earth – Ink Death!

“What is happening?!”

Not only were the onlookers overwhelmed with panic, but even Li Fan himself was filled with shock.

“The Spirit of Heaven and Earth… can switch between one another? Ink Death can replace Crimson Flame instantly without requiring his death?”

Li Fan’s heartbeat accelerated, his mind racing. What he witnessed today felt as though it had opened a completely new door before him.

Amid this sudden and drastic change, Hongxi, who had just risked everything in a desperate strike, was the first to bear the brunt of it.

His once resolute and determined expression turned into sheer terror and despair.

But there was no turning back—the arrow had already left the bow. He could no longer stop himself as he charged straight into the ink-black domain surrounding Ink Death.

There was no earth-shattering explosion. No dazzling bursts of light.

There was only the soundless dissolution—like snowflakes melting into water—as Hongxi’s entire body disappeared without a trace.

Ink Death tilted his head slightly, the corners of his mouth curling into an eerie smile.

Above, the sky gave birth to a strange phenomenon.

“Soul Transformation cultivator Hong Xi—

Seven hundred and sixty-three years of cultivation.

Established his Dao foundation through the Five Elements Mountain.

Formed his Golden Core with the laws of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Devoured the Hundred Ridge Cave-Heaven to condense his Nascent Soul.

Drew from Taihua’s Thousand Rising Peaks to transform his soul.

Now, struck by divine retribution—his Dao vanishes, returning to the heavens.”

The sky trembled as vast mountain ranges collapsed, signifying the fall of Immortal Lord Hongxi, the once-dominant Nascent Soul cultivator of the Cloud Sea Region.

From the moment Ink Death appeared, Tianyang had already sensed the danger.

Although he had vowed never to be weaker than anyone in his lifetime, that did not mean he would throw his life away in vain.

Without hesitation, he activated the Earth-Fire Return to Origin Formation to its full extent, sacrificing the integrity of the formation to trigger a massive eruption.

As the earth’s molten lava raged, Tianyang attempted to sever his own hand and escape.

Even as his severed hand remained to restrain Ink Death, his true body had already begun to flee in secret.

However, no matter how fast he was, he was still slower than Ink Death.

The blazing lava had not even reached Ink Death before it was tainted, transformed into fine, pitch-black particles.

Like a drop of ink falling into the world, the darkness spread rapidly.

Tianyang had barely gotten far before the ever-expanding ink-black domain caught up to him.

Unlike Hongxi, who had been silently dissolved, Tianyang’s demise was accompanied by crackling flames and agonizing creaks that echoed from within the darkness.

Even as the inky void spread further outward, signs of Tianyang’s desperate struggle could still be faintly seen in the center.

But in the end, it seemed only to prolong his suffering.

Before long, all disturbances ceased completely—the pitch-black domain fell into an eerie stillness.

Li Fan’s eyelids twitched violently.

He had fortified Tianyang’s body with materials, including the legendary Eternal Tribulation Gold, said to be indestructible across countless calamities.

Originally, he had hoped that Tianyang might at least endure a couple of exchanges against Ink Death.

But the result...

“The gap is simply too vast. Ink Death…”

“…is truly terrifying.”

Even though Li Fan had witnessed battles between Heavenly Doctor, the Grand Sage, and others, the sight of Ink Death’s power still sent a chill through his heart.

“And this time… Ink Death seems even more ‘alive’ than before?”

He wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination, but as he stared at that ever-expanding abyss of darkness in the sky, a strange realization dawned upon him.

As for the other cultivators in Congyun City, they were not merely feeling a slight chill like Li Fan.

The sudden turn of events had left them in complete despair.

In the blink of an eye, the two Soul Transformation cultivators, who had once seemed to hold the upper hand, had both fallen.

The remaining survivors could only tremble in fear, their hearts sinking into the abyss of hopelessness.

Meanwhile, in Congyun City, many cultivators who had been secluding themselves within the Tianxuan Mirror were suddenly cast out. They wore expressions of utter bewilderment, having no inkling of what was happening.

“Even the Tianxuan Mirror has withdrawn its bestowed power—it appears to have abandoned the Congyun Sea.”

“What is meant to come will come.”

Li Fan looked around at the cultivators—crying out in despair and exposing their pitiable state—and thought as such.

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After the fall of Tianyang, the spreading of the ink traces gradually slowed. Reappearing in human form, Ink Death’s gaze swept over everyone in Congyun City. Every cultivator who came under his stare found their bodies suddenly stiffened and immobilized, their hearts plunged into profound terror.

Then, perhaps in a mischievous, cat-and-mouse manner, Ink Death did not immediately attack these cultivators; instead, he flickered away, vanishing without a trace. The cultivators, their faces awash with disbelief, assumed that Ink Death had spared them. In that moment, a spark of hope ignited within their hearts. But clearly, that hope was in vain.

High above, black rain began to fall. As the droplets descended to the ground, everything they touched was rendered insubstantial. Soon after, an inky substance—of the same origin—surged forth from the void, devouring everything in its path. Under the watchful eyes of all, the Congyun Sea was slowly disappearing. Ironically, every drop of the black rain avoided the airborne Congyun City, as if to punish the cultivators inside, forcing them to witness the gradual erasure of the Congyun Sea. Ink Death orchestrated it all.

“This Ink Death sure has a twisted sense of humor,” Li Fan mused while staring at the increasingly dark surroundings, his heart growing ever heavier.

The horrifying scene drove the cultivators of Congyun City into complete madness. Realizing that they had no hope of survival, some resorted to self-destruction, ending their own lives; others, with eyes blazing red, unleashed lethal attacks toward the pitch-black expanse outside the city; still others collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

He Zhenghao was among them. His body trembled incessantly as his daughter’s earlier counsel echoed in his mind:

“A terrible calamity—a threat to life.”

“All you need to do is leave the Congyun Sea.”

…

With a look of bewilderment and regret on his face, images of his beloved Heng Ruoshui and his daughter He Xinxin materialized before him.

“I have been so foolish!”

A cascade of memories, like a revolving lantern, flashed through his mind, and He Zhenghao wept bitterly. But then, suddenly, he stopped and bolted in Li Fan’s direction.

“Esteemed Secret Envoy! Please, you must come up with a solution!”

“You surely have some way, don’t you?”

Crawling and stumbling, he reached Li Fan’s side, clinging to his last shred of hope as he pleaded.

Li Fan offered no reply; he silently soared upward into the sky. With a provocative stance aimed at the pitch-black realm beyond Congyun City, the inky darkness of the heavens and earth seemed to come to an abrupt standstill. Then, a figure appeared not far from Li Fan, watching him with keen interest.