Chapter 1715: 1410

Chapter 1715: Chapter 1410

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“Not long ago… from a device called [Era], a wisp of Divine Soul escaped. To endure billions of cycles of Reincarnation within the Era, yet always maintain its sanity—such a characteristic of the Divine Soul is exceedingly rare throughout history.”

Li Fan, having also undergone Reincarnation within the Era, found himself intrigued upon hearing this.

“It seems like perfect material for crafting an Eternal Memento,” he mused inwardly.

“What is his current state?” Knowing that Emperor Tri-Moa wouldn’t mention this without reason, Li Fan asked.

“He has completely dissipated from the world,” Emperor Tri-Moa gently shook his head.

“He chose to hide himself within this ruin. The relic’s residual energy could shield his fragile Divine Soul, but ultimately, it wasn’t enough to sustain him for long. He’d rather die than be cast back into the Era again…”

“By the time I found him, he was already too weak.”

“Though I extended his vitality a little longer, in the end, it was futile.”

“However, during his final days, we had many discussions. From my knowledge and the collective memories of my kin, he proposed the cause of this terrifying World-ending Calamity.”

“Oh?” Li Fan’s spirit stirred.

“But it’s merely speculation; take it as entertainment, Senior Immortal,” Emperor Tri-Moa cautioned before slowly speaking.

“The world knows that above True Immortals, there are Nameless Immortals. Nameless Immortals unify with the Tao; thereafter, no records of them exist in the mortal world, elusive and traceless. From ancient times to now, none know how many have reached this Nameless Realm. But…”

Emperor Tri-Moa waved a hand, producing a phantom in the ruins ahead.

Countless threads crisscrossed, supporting the entire world.

“Though attaining the Nameless Realm is immensely difficult, and the probability small, in the infinite span of time, it is not as unattainable as it seems.”

“And every time a Nameless Immortal is born…”

Emperor Tri-Moa’s fingers tapped lightly in succession.

Each swipe erased a vertical line from the phantom ahead.

This repeated over and over, the duration unknowable.

The net of Heaven and Earth gradually became incomplete due to the constant losses.

It began to bend.

Li Fan’s gaze suddenly sharpened.

Eventually, the net of Heaven and Earth could no longer maintain its shape.

It collapsed with a resounding crash!

Heaven and Earth toppled!

Emperor Tri-Moa waved his hand, the phantom ahead vanished.

“This is merely our most rudimentary understanding, not the closest to the truth.”

“Perhaps each thread of the Tao in Heaven and Earth is far more vital than we imagined. Even the loss of a few threads might lead to the collapse of all possibilities.”

“Or perhaps, aside from the Nameless Immortal’s unity with the Tao, other unknown factors caused the undeserved disappearance of the Tao—giving rise to this unstoppable World-ending Calamity.”

Emperor Tri-Moa’s tone turned haunting.

Li Fan envisioned the leg bones of a Nameless Immortal, used in the construction of the South Immortal Sky Pillar.

“Perhaps this explanation is already quite close to the truth,” he said.

Emperor Tri-Moa continued, “It is precisely due to the chain-like collapse of countless possibilities that our shift from one possibility to another has become exceptionally smooth.”

“Originally, even if we burned through all the energy of Nanming Sacred Beast Mountain, it would’ve been impossible.”

“If simplified, it’s as if the relentless shrinking of limitless possibilities is causing them to draw closer to each other…”

Li Fan listened intently.

In his mind, a vivid image began to emerge.

In the darkness, countless beams of light illuminated simultaneously, aligning endlessly side by side.

Then suddenly, some lines inexplicably vanished into the void.

Gradually, more and more lines disappeared.

The remaining lines, under the influence of this enigmatic crisis, drifted closer.

Inevitably, they distorted and tangled together.

“Annihilation of the Tao.”

“Collision of the Tao.”

Li Fan recalled fragments from Evil Nature Su Bai’s memories, a chill stirring within.

“What was this Divine Soul’s name? To make such speculations, he must have been far from ordinary,” Li Fan’s mind wavered.

Emperor Tri-Moa did not withhold the answer, casually summoning a phantom.

“His name was Qiao Sidao.”

“Six months ago, he could hold on no longer. He fell entirely.”

Li Fan gazed at the figure before him, steadfast determination etched upon his brow. He nodded slightly.

“Six months ago…”

…

Abyss Star Ocean. High Walls.

The Celestial Doctor seemed to have forgotten Li Fan’s ominous presence, fully consumed by his contemplation of the High Walls.

His progress surpassed his expectations.

Perhaps it was the persistent attempts of recent years.

Or perhaps it was witnessing Li Fan, a True Immortal, and directly perceiving the chasm between Immortal and Mortal, sparking true enlightenment.

In any case, the Celestial Doctor felt an indistinct premonition.

The revelation of the High Walls’ secrets seemed tantalizingly close.

Realizing this fact, subtle shifts emerged in the Celestial Doctor’s expression.

He even began to doubt his choices of recent years.

“Could the True Immortal have been correct?”

“If I had devoted myself to Cultivation wholeheartedly, perhaps there was a way to save the Heavenly Law Realm long ago.”

Such thoughts flickered for but a moment.

The Celestial Doctor cast aside all distractions and refocused on perceiving the Invisible Wall.

Sometimes, after sufficient accumulation, breakthroughs happen in but an instant.

An instant passed.

Or perhaps it was an eternity as long as millennia.

The Celestial Doctor abruptly recalled all the threads of golden light he had been radiating.

He seemed to have unraveled the mystery of the High Wall.

But simultaneously…

An intense wave of unease surged within him.

This unsettling feeling echoed that of the Heavenly Law Realm’s slaughter.

Not even the prior confrontation with the True Immortal elicited such dread.

“What…” He ceased his ponderings of the High Wall’s secrets.

Instinctively, the Celestial Doctor sought to distance himself from the High Wall.

Suddenly…

He seemed to notice something, his pupils contracting sharply.

In the place where the Invisible Wall was supposed to exist without anything tangible…

The scene began to distort inexplicably.

His heart thudded again; the ominous premonition now reached its pinnacle.

A black thread appeared abruptly.

Silently, it pierced through the Celestial Doctor’s chest.

One became a thousand, a thousand became ten thousand, ten thousand became billions.

In an instant, the black threads penetrated the Celestial Doctor’s body, transforming him into a Puppet controlled by strings.

The Celestial Doctor’s consciousness dimmed.

Yet, feeling the countless threads within, a strange sense of familiarity struck him.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but soon, a figure appeared before him.

The Celestial Doctor imagined seeing his younger self.

Except the figure no longer wore his favored white robes.

Instead, it donned a pitch-black gown.

A face bereft of joy or sorrow.

Crunch…

The Celestial Doctor’s head twisted unnaturally, rotating 180 degrees.

From front to back.

Strands of radiant light floated from the Celestial Doctor’s body into the mysterious black figure.

The Celestial Doctor’s corpse gradually faded, becoming transparent.

Meanwhile, the black figure…

Or perhaps the younger Celestial Doctor frowned lightly.

“Do you understand?”

His gaze shifted toward the true Li Fan standing not far away!

…

At the same time…

—————–

Yet the sense of countless threads penetrating him felt vaguely familiar.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but shortly after, a figure emerged before him.

The Celestial Doctor thought of his younger self.

Except he no longer adorned the cherished white robes.

Instead, a flowing black cloak.

A face devoid of emotions.

Crunch…

The Celestial Doctor’s head twisted, unnervingly, rotating from front to back.

Light strands drifted from him toward the shadowy figure.

His form grew transparent, fading gradually.

The dark figure…

Or the younger Celestial Doctor frowned slightly.

“Is it comprehensible?”

His gaze fell upon the real Li Fan positioned in the distance!

…

Meanwhile…