NOVPUBYin Shangren’s originally dim and desolate gaze suddenly became filled with hope.
He exclaimed as if he had an epiphany, "I understand now!"
"The only ancient and new Twin Heavenly Sovereigns of the Xuanhuang World, such supremely good and beautiful beings..."
"Must also be extremely intelligent figures!"
The voice of Yin Shangren grew louder and louder: "So that’s how it is, that’s how it is..."
"Back then, after he successfully defied logic and suffered the destruction of the Immortal-Ordinary Miasma, he didn’t perish on the spot. Instead, his strength began to diminish gradually."
"That period of time was enough for him to arrange many contingencies! All the doubts and confusion could possibly be answered through these contingencies!"
"It must be so!"
Upon hearing this, Li Fan felt a stirring in his heart: "Mr. Bai’s contingencies?"
He recalled his experiences in the Fallen Immortal Realm, each scene related to Mr. Bai’s past experiences. Clearly, this was a form of guidance.
Inside the Fallen Immortal Realm, there must ultimately lie the true purpose that Mr. Bai wanted to convey.
Even though...
Li Fan thought about when it was the 115th world, just the traces he left in Heaven and Earth could achieve a degree of revival.
Who’s to say that the true "Su Bai" might not achieve actual rebirth today, thousands of years later, through some means?
...
While Li Fan was contemplating, the Yin Shangren in front of him became more and more insane.
"Correct! He is still waiting for me! I must go in pursuit of him!"
The central fissure in his body, formed as a result of Cultivation using the Building Foundation with Me method, grew increasingly conspicuous.
The other body hidden inside Yin Shangren seemed restless, as if wanting to crawl out from within.
Moreover, the sound of light rain started to ring faintly in Li Fan’s ears.
At first, it was so faint that it seemed illusory.
But soon, the downpour intensified, like a torrential rain pouring down upon the earth!
Amid this illusory thunderstorm, the laboratory’s originally stony floor also became soft.
It even turned muddy.
Li Fan maintained a placid exterior but was actually floating in midair, retreating a little more.
He moved out of the muddy ground’s range.
Watching the numerous arms wriggling and stretching out from the ground, Li Fan’s pupils constricted.
And Yin Shangren’s body began to twitch strangely.
His voice also became intermittent and indistinct.
A moment later, those pale arms, like fish swimming underwater, swiftly surged towards Yin Shangren.
The moment they touched his body, they forcefully penetrated his flesh.
At the point of contact, the arms dissolved.
Then they burrowed into Yin Shangren’s body.
"Pfft..."
A sound as clear as a bursting bubble resounded.
Then those ten thousand pale arms continued to rush towards Yin Shangren at high speed.
In an instant, Yin Shangren’s body boiled like troubled water, displaying strange tumultuous upheavals.
Concurrently, the surrounding space also began to distort.
Li Fan, witnessing this harrowing scene, looked grave.
By now he had seen much and grew quite knowledgeable, and his strength was on par with Unity-Path Experts. However, the bizarre phenomena happening to Yin Shangren was something he had never encountered in his years of Reincarnation experiences, nor had he ever heard of it.
Li Fan closed his eyes, and the series of strange scenes before him seemed to vanish in an instant.
Pure calmness, as if they never existed at all.
Even the noise around his ears disappeared along with it.
His spiritual sense was also completely unable to detect anything.
Reopening his eyes, the terrifying scenes immediately overwhelmed him once again.
The "water" boiled even more fiercely, but Yin Shangren at the center of the event had a increasingly serene expression on his face.
Like a monk who had suddenly attained enlightenment, all pain and confusion vanished from his being.
In this tableau, the only constant was the rib belonging to Mr. Bai, lodged in Yin Shangren’s chest.
It was so abruptly there but also seemed like a rope.
Firmly linking the increasingly ethereal Yin Shangren to the real world.
Yin Shangren looked at the rib reluctantly, then his gaze became resolute.
He flung it in the direction of Li Fan.
Li Fan caught the rib, and the sound of rain by his ear intensified for a moment.
Suddenly, as if a critical value was reached, all sound ceased.
In absolute silence, a blaze of light erupted from Yin Shangren’s body.
The light illuminated, as if it cut open a slit in space.
Li Fan squinted, trying to discern the scenes within the white light.
But despite his best efforts, all he could see were numerous figures that appeared to float in midair, faceless and varying in height, all seemingly fixated on Yin Shangren, urging something.
The light grew blindingly bright, eventually submerging Li Fan’s sight completely.
When the white light faded, Yin Shangren had also utterly vanished.
Li Fan pondered for a moment, then proceeded to the Underground Secret Chamber on Yin Ying Island. He discovered that the bodies that had been placed here had also disappeared alongside.
This life, Yin Shangren did not choose self-immolation. 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝖕𝖚𝖇.𝖈𝔬𝔪
Because Li Fan’s occasional remarks by his side attracted his attention. Yin Shangren did not proceed to the extremity of self-destruction.
But instead...
"Chose to return?"
The scenes within the white light, for some reason, made Li Fan think of this word.
"Rain of Replication..."
Yin Shangren was surrounded by strangeness, and Li Fan had once researched the records of that countless bodies falling from the sky like rain.
But aside from Yin Shangren’s side, he could not find any other trace or clue.
"It’s not strange but is permeated with strangeness."
