NOVPUBLi Fan’s face was gloomy, and he remained silent.
He immediately started practicing "The Method of Infinite Fullness and Emptiness," attempting to heal the damage within his Divine Soul.
But to his great surprise, the "The Method of Infinite Fullness and Emptiness," known for its unrelenting power and immortal soul, was ineffectual in repairing the withered Divine Soul!
Sensing the pitch-black spot within his Divine Soul, seemingly ready to spread, Li Fan’s heart sank and he decisively chose to sever the decayed portion.
It was as if his head had been struck by a hammer, leaving Li Fan seeing stars and feeling dizzy.
His complexion turned somewhat pale - in just an instant, the effects of at least half a year of nourishing his soul with "The Method of Infinite Fullness and Emptiness" were erased!
In a flash, Li Fan understood what had happened to him.
If the strength of a Divine Soul could be quantified, then all the damage Li Fan had suffered to his Divine Soul before were temporary reductions to this value. After running "The Method of Infinite Fullness and Emptiness," the value would return to its peak.
However, this mysterious withering of the Divine Soul directly affected the upper limit of the Divine Soul’s strength!
"The Method of Infinite Fullness and Emptiness," no matter how capable it was in making repairs, would be helpless if the upper limit had been reduced out of thin air!
A dangerous glint flashed in Li Fan’s eyes. His figure flickered as he instinctively distanced himself from the drunken Han Zhong lying in front of him.
The drunkard seemed completely unaware of what had happened, continuing to blabber nonsense.
Suppressing the urge to kill rising within him, Li Fan’s gaze flickered slightly, and suddenly a waterfall appeared above Han Zhong’s head.
Splash!
Water continuously poured down on Han Zhong.
"Hm? Huh!"
Han Zhong was truly heavily drunk. It took a long while being washed by the water before he woke up groggily.
He looked at the column of water above him with some confusion on his face.
"Awake now?" Li Fan’s cold voice then reached his ears.
Only then did Han Zhong realize an uninvited guest had appeared in his room at some unknown time.
While trying to block the water with his hands, he slowly got up.
"Who are you..."
"Who I am is not important. What’s important is that I am quite interested in what happened to you," Li Fan said as his gaze continuously surveyed Han Zhong.
A chill rose in Han Zhong’s heart.
Realizing the newcomer was no easy foe, Han Zhong did not dare to be negligent.
He bowed very respectfully and said, "Senior, please feel free to ask whatever you want. I will be utterly forthright and hold nothing back."
Li Fan nodded slightly, "I just heard you mumbling in your intoxicated dream that no one believed you... What did you mean by that?"
Han Zhong’s expression turned somewhat odd upon hearing the question.
"It’s actually a rather... bizarre experience of mine. I’ve recounted it to others, but no one would believe me. I even reported it to the Immortal Alliance, but it all came to nothing. If Senior is truly interested, I can tell it again," Han Zhong said somewhat nervously.
After receiving a nod from Li Fan, he fell silent for a moment as if organizing his thoughts.
Then, he began to speak slowly, "I don’t know how many years ago it was, but I committed a foolish act..."
He was interrupted by Li Fan after just one sentence.
"What do you mean by ’I don’t know how many years ago’?" Li Fan looked at the youth in front of him, a Golden Core Cultivator who could not be more than a hundred years old, and slightly furrowed his brow.
Han Zhong gave a bitter smile, "Because I truly don’t know how much time passed from when I left the Xuanhuang World until I returned. The people I knew are dead, and even my identity in the Immortal Alliance was nullified due to the lengthy passage of time."
"Even the Tianxuan Mirror no longer recognizes me. All the contribution points I had accumulated over the years are gone."
When Li Fan heard the mention of "leaving the Xuanhuang World," his heart skipped a beat.
The subsequent mention of "returning" confirmed for him that the culprit behind the unusual space fluctuations was none other than Han Zhong before him.
This piqued Li Fan’s curiosity about the other’s experiences.
"Continue," he said.
Han Zhong saw that Li Fan did not mock him, and his spirit instantly lifted.
He casually picked up the wine jar beside him and took a swig.
Then, he continued, "Back then, I was young and brash, skeptical of all authorities."
"When I traveled to Jiushan Province, I was stunned by the sight of the nine mountains sprawling across the land, where cultivators could not fly. I also heard that using the Teleportation Array there was highly risky..."
"I don’t know what I was thinking at the time, but I just had to foolishly give it a try."
Han Zhong sighed.
But Li Fan’s eyes narrowed, instantly recalling something.
When he had been looking through the materials on Jiushan Province, Li Fan had come across a piece of lost lore.
It was said that there once was an unlucky cultivator who, with a stroke of luck, had insisted on attempting to use the Teleportation Array in Jiushan Province.
As a result, he was directly teleported outside the Xuanhuang World, never to return.
"Are you the one who was said to have been teleported outside the Xuanhuang World?" Li Fan couldn’t help asking.
Han Zhong did not expect this senior to have heard of his story, and his face instantly turned red.
"Indeed, it is me. Back then, I did not know just how naive and foolish I was, and truly did something stupid."
Now, Li Fan’s interest was even more piqued, "After you left the Xuanhuang World, where did you go? What did you see?"
A trace of fear, and confusion, flashed across Han Zhong’s eyes.
"Actually..."
"I’m not quite sure about the location after I left the Xuanhuang World. It felt as though I was enveloped by an invisible bubble, wandering and floating in boundless darkness."
"Most of the time, the outside world was an unchanging black. But occasionally, some twisted scenes would flash by quickly."
"But..."
Han Zhong shivered: "I was almost driven mad at that time. So I’m not sure if what I saw was merely an illusion."
"So what exactly did you see?" Li Fan was becoming a bit impatient.
"I saw..." Han Zhong fell silent for a long time.
The expression on his face seemed to indicate that he was struggling intensely in his mind.
Then he lowered his voice, trembling, "I think I saw the Celestial Dharma Bearer."
As he spoke, he used the Water Mirror Technique to project the scene he had witnessed.
On the circular screen, there was nothing but endless darkness.
Suddenly, a beam of golden light burst forth.
It was so conspicuous in this darkness.
As it drew closer, the figure within the golden light began to reveal itself.
Headful of white hair, beard fluttering. His demeanor was solemn, commanding respect without anger.
And this person’s appearance, within the Xuanhuang World, in the Alliance of Thousands of Immortals, should be known to all!
It was the very image of the Granite Statue of Heaven’s Respect that stood in every Floating Sky City!
"He..."
"Should be the Law Transmission, right?" Han Zhong asked, somewhat uncertain.
Li Fan stared at the scene on the screen, slowly nodding his head.
Li Fan was not surprised that the Law Transmission would appear outside the Xuanhuang World.
What really caught his attention...
Was what was behind the Law Transmission.
One could see the Law Transmission racing through the Endless Void, with several golden chains extending from his body.
They were connected to something behind him.
