Based on the current intelligence, Sister Zhao might be the only person in the Xuanhuang World who knows those inherited techniques from the Immortal World, aside from the Law King of the Mystic Sky Sect.
"Sister Zhao’s foundation in techniques is the ’The Secret of Only I Through the Ages.’ As for the others..."
"Perhaps some things could be exchanged with her."
"One-Heart Immortal Sect, the Dao belongs only to me."
Li Fan pondered for a moment before making a decision.
"I’ll talk about it after the clone retrieves the Black Sword from the Sword Tomb. The clone’s divine soul has been altered by me, with no memories about Even True in its spirit consciousness, so there’s no loss even if it gets indulged or lost in her illusory realm."
"But with a year’s time, there’s no need to rush."
For now, he would leave the Circular Mountain. As he was about to reach the Spirit Tree Realm, Li Fan suddenly stopped.
He looked in a certain direction at the center of the Alliance of Thousands of Immortals.
Just now, the final Separation Disk within his spirit consciousness faintly sensed something.
Somewhere in this world, the nine Disintegration Discs were born.
Perhaps the nine discs had originally merged to form the ultimate creation; now, despite being worlds apart, the final Separation Disk could distinctly sense the existence of the newly born subsidiary discs.
Even...
Li Fan also felt a sense of hunger and greed from the final Separation Disk.
"Nine discs unite to create the perfect and flawless true Disintegration Disk. If it could devour another of itself again..."
"To what extent would the Disintegration Disk evolve?"
Even having seen many treasures, Li Fan couldn’t help but be excited at this moment.
There was no helping it; the Disintegration Disk had been too much of an aid to him.
In the Xuanhuang World, where old monsters lurked everywhere, pared to them, in terms of foundation, cultivation base, and divine techniques, Li Fan, despite having been reincarnated many times, still had no advantage.
Only in array techniques...
Through the accumulation of life after life, plus the existence of such a heaven-defying creation as the Disintegration Disk, Li Fan’s level in the array path was enough to crush others.
He was almost beyond an era, leading far ahead!
Not long ago, he had laid down a tracking formation in front of the Dharma Transmitter and Mo Rubing, the Law King of the Mystic Sky Sect, pletely unnoticed by either party. This confirmed his advantage.
"To overtake on the curve in array techniques might be the possibility for breaking the situation earlier."
"When mon formations are deduced to the extreme, the next step is..."
"Immortal-level formations!"
"Between Immortal-level formations and ordinary formations, there exists a qualitative gulf. For the Disintegration Disk to achieve this transformation, it needs data from at least one Immortal-level formation..."
The vision of [The Great Array of Crossing the Starry Sky] flashed in Li Fan’s mind.
Originally designed by Heaven King Xuanyuan Hong, bearing the hope of taking the Xuanyuan Land across the high wall, this Floating Star Crossing Formation should be the closest to an Immortal-level formation in the Xuanhuang World.
"Although the formation had been damaged as early as the era of the Immortal Dao Ten Clans, there must still be some remnants."
"And perhaps, the obelisks spread across the Xuanhuang Land in the 114th life might be inseparable from this Floating Star Crossing Formation."
"The Disintegration Disk, the Floating Star Space Array..."
"Not one of these is not top-secret, only accessible to the upper echelon of the Immortal Alliance."
Therefore, the path forward in this life is already clear.
That is to find a way to contact Mo Rubing and gain his trust.
Then, with his status as a Dharma Transmitter, obtain the various secrets Li Fan needs.
pared to these, the advancement of cultivation base is not as crucial.
With the bat power Li Fan currently possesses, as long as no Immortal Realm cultivators intervene, he can basically e and go freely and ensure his safety.
The gap between Unity-Path and Longevity is too vast. Even if Li Fan were to break through one or two more realms, he might still not be able to match an Immortal Cultivator.
Thus, it would be better to find an alternative and save the situation indirectly.
"Whether it succeeds or not will depend on Sister Zhao."
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"However, one should not hang oneself on a single tree."
Thinking thus, Li Fan returned to the Spirit Tree Realm.
It wasn’t long before Shang Tianci came looking for him.
"Senior..." He hemmed and hawed, appearing hesitant to speak.
"What is it?"
"Yan Fangzhou’s situation seems a bit dire. Is it possible to release him now?" Shang Tianci asked cautiously.
Li Fan, his expression unchanged and showing neither happiness nor anger, said, "I will arrange this matter myself. You may leave."
Shang Tianci dared not argue and had to bow and exit.
Li Fan’s divine sense instantly focused on Yan Fangzhou.
It must be said that this "pride of heaven" had been imprisoned by Li Fan for quite some time now.
Trapped in an enhanced version of the Two-Yi Microdust Formation, he struggled in vain against the endless repetition and tedium of the same scenery. There was no escape.
The formation isolated spiritual energy from inside and outside, preventing him from cultivating.
Even when he tried to meditate and focus his mind, he was unable to do so. At critical moments, the formation would accurately emit interference, causing him to bee frustrated, entangled, and nearly mad.
Under such torment, Yan Fangzhou was nearly driven insane.
He attacked the scenery around him indiscriminately, venting recklessly.
But it was only futile rage.
He was not only unable to change anything but instead, his condition deteriorated even further.
When Yan Fangzhou recovered his senses, his strength had been pletely exhausted by himself.
Like a mortal, he slumped, sealed within the formation.
Helpless, waiting for death.
After going through phases of looking up to the heavens in a rage, crying his heart out, and having an ashen face, Yan Fangzhou, this "pride of heaven," now seemed to have pletely lost his vitality and spirit.
He sat slumped on the ground, his gaze dull. Like a statue, he did not move an inch.
Li Fan did not appear to mock him, but instead observed Yan Fangzhou carefully for a while.
Suddenly, a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
Although Yan Fangzhou put on a good act, it was not enough to fool the cunning and experienced Li Fan.
Clearly, Yan Fangzhou had not seen what a truly utterly broken person looked like.
In the depths of his hollow gaze, there still remained a trace of spirituality.
"Pretending to be a fool without going mad, hoping to deceive me and seize a chance for a counterattack when my guard is down, huh."
"Pity, he could trick that foolish lad Shang Tianci, but he can’t fool me."
Li Fan shook his head slightly: "He can still muster such cunning thoughts, which means he is far from truly breaking."
"Let’s talk when he truly goes mad."
With a light tap toward the unmoving body of Yan Fangzhou standing in front of the black gatehouse, Li Fan once again strengthened the formation.
Only then did he leave, satisfied.
Yan Fangzhou, who had no idea that he had outsmarted himself, continued to feign foolishness in the formation, waiting for someone to e.
...
Having dealt with this minor interlude, Li Fan approached the Faceless God Statue.
Since he planned to win the trust of Mo Rubing, the Law King of the Mystic Sky Sect, Li Fan naturally had to play his own role well.
The actions of recruiting and buying horses could not stop.
The closer he got to the god statue, the more unbidden images appeared in his spirit consciousness.
These were all members of the mutual aid society who had once sworn oaths in front of the Faceless Stone Statue in the name of the Crimson passionate Immortal.
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