My Longevity Simulation

The conflicting sensations made Li Fan frown slightly.
“Will they only collectively riot when they appear within the Xuanhuang Realm?”
As he pondered, Li Fan stepped past Qin Tang’s stone statue and proceeded deeper into the Cloudwater Heavenly Palace.
The area he was heading toward was one he had never entered before—the residence of the Palace Master of Cloudwater Heavenly Palace.
That was where Hanhai once resided.
With Li Fan’s current insight, recalling the past conflicts he had witnessed within the Cloudwater Heavenly Palace, Hanhai at his peak was at most at the Dao Integration peak stage—he had never attained Longevity.
Moreover, he had already perished long ago, surviving only in a strange and unnatural form.
Therefore, Li Fan was not particularly concerned about encountering any danger on this trip.
What he cared about more was whether Heavenly Doctor might be observing his every move from some unseen corner.
A massive blue protective barrier enveloped the entire area.
The restriction that sealed the Cloudwater Heavenly Palace began here and spread throughout the entire complex.
After observing quietly for a moment, Li Fan noticed that from the blue barrier, waves of invisible shock ripples occasionally emanated.
It was precisely these ripples that caused the restriction to gradually weaken.
“This is…”
Li Fan’s expression showed a trace of surprise.
Having thoroughly studied the Mending Heaven Record, he quickly recognized that even in his deep slumber, Hanhai’s emotions had suffered tremendous disturbance.
This led to uncontrollable energy overflow, releasing shock waves outward.
It resembled a mortal’s “sleepwalking”—strictly speaking, a type of spiritual ailment even among cultivators.
“Could it be that Heavenly Doctor guided me here to relieve Hanhai’s suffering?”
“No, that seems unlikely. Perhaps it’s just a simple errand—to reinforce the sealing formation…”
“There must be a deeper meaning behind this.”
After a moment of contemplation, Li Fan made up his mind.
He split off an extremely fine strand of divine sense, almost completely blank—and passed it through the blue barrier into the sphere within.
Inside, a blue-and-white pearl floated in midair.
It resembled the Canghai Pearl but was distinctly different.
The sphere spun rapidly, and within the blue and white surface, a thin streak of blackness intertwined—painfully glaring to the eye.
Like a nightmare, the blackness clung to the pearl, impossible to dispel.
“So, Hanhai’s true body has already vanished, leaving behind only this bead…”
After searching the area and finding no other presences, Li Fan sighed softly.
“It seems that this trace of blackness is the source of Hanhai’s torment.”
After some hesitation, Li Fan finally allowed his strand of divine sense to enter it.
A moment later, his vision blurred—he felt the world spin violently.
It was as though he had entered an  Fallen Immortal Realm and attached himself to a completely new body.
However, he could not control it—he could only passively observe and experience what this body was undergoing.
“Venerable Heavenly Doctor has been gone for a long time. I wonder if this plan will truly succeed.”
Hanhai sat upright in the great hall of the sect.
At his feet, a turtle-snake Taiyi about the size of an ordinary tortoise spoke gloomily.
“Venerable Heavenly Doctor said before his departure that there was at least a ninety percent chance of success. We should have a little faith in Him.” 𝙍ÁΝȯꞖÈS
Unlike Taiyi’s frowning face, Hanhai appeared relaxed, smiling as he comforted him.
Taiyi shook his head slightly, retracting both his turtle and snake heads into his shell.
“I can live another hundred thousand years. What is there to fear? If things truly go wrong, I’ll just find a pond and sleep for a while. All disasters will pass eventually—what could possibly harm me?”
“Still, according to that brat Qin Tang, some other sects can’t sit still any longer.”
“They’ve even started spreading talk in secret, saying it might be better to surrender…”
Hanhai snorted coldly. “To speak of defeat before battle—such cowards will naturally be dealt with by Venerable Tian Jue Himself!”
Taiyi gave a bitter smile. “It’s not that we lost before the battle even began. It’s just that after fighting for so long, everyone is already exhausted, like lamps running out of oil. This decision is simply a last resort…”
“Honestly, I can’t blame them,” he continued. “If this war drags on any longer, there will be no hope left for anyone…”
Hanhai suddenly roared in anger, interrupting Taiyi. “Enough!”
“You think that way too?”
“Do you think our enemies are any better off than we are?”
“At this point, it’s all about who can hold out until the end. If we surrender now, then what meaning would the sacrifices of all our fallen comrades have?”
Taiyi sighed softly and fell silent.
Inside the grand hall, the air was as still as death.
After a long silence, perhaps to ease the tension between them, Taiyi spoke again. “Speaking of the Venerable Tian Jue, it seems I haven’t seen Him for quite some time…”
Just then, a sudden scream came from outside.
“Venerable…”
“No!”
“Run! The Venerable has gone mad!”
The screams were abrupt and chilling. Both Hanhai and Taiyi instantly turned pale.
Without a word, they turned into two streaks of blue and black light, rushing toward the source of the cries.
In the air, they witnessed a sight they would never forget.
Their most revered Venerable Tian Jue stood there with eyes closed, wielding the Heavenly Calamity Sword, mercilessly slaughtering the disciples of Cloudwater Heavenly Palace.
With the Venerable’s cultivation, no disciple stood a chance.
Black sword lights flashed across the sky, harvesting lives without mercy.
Hanhai’s eyes burned with fury as he roared, “Stop!”
A massive blue palm descended from the heavens, striking toward the Venerable.
Yet the Venerable Tian Jue did not even glance at him. The Heavenly Calamity Sword released a single sword light that tore the blue palm apart with ease.
The sword light did not weaken; it continued its deadly path straight toward Hanhai.
“Careful!”
Taiyi transformed, revealing his true form, and with his incredibly tough shell, blocked the black sword light.
Boom!
Amid the tremendous impact, Taiyi spat out a mouthful of blood.
Hanhai finally regained some clarity.
“You hold him off. I’ll cover the disciples’ retreat!”
Blue threads of light shot out from Hanhai, spreading across Cloudwater Heavenly Palace, attempting to save the disciples who were fleeing in panic.
However…
At that very moment, the Heavenly Calamity Sword erupted with countless black rays of light.
Those lights shot out faster than Hanhai’s rescue threads, intercepting them completely.
The black radiance pierced through each blue thread and dragged them back toward Hanhai.
Before Hanhai could react, those dark rays solidified like countless black needles, pinning him in midair!
“You’re not the Venerable Tian Jue!?”
Though his limbs were immobilized, Hanhai could still speak. His face twisted in horror.
“Who are you?” he shouted in anger and despair.
The one before him ignored his words.
Eyes still closed, the Venerable Tian Jue commanded the Heavenly Calamity Sword, continuing to harvest the lives of every last disciple of Cloudwater Heavenly Palace.
As the sect master, Hanhai could do nothing but watch helplessly as his disciples were slaughtered one by one.
“No… no…”
When no life remained in Cloudwater Heavenly Palace except for the two of them, even curses failed to leave Hanhai’s mouth.
His entire body trembled, and tears of blood streamed from his eyes.
“You… who… are… you…”