my simulation longevity

Chapter 1244: No Certainty of Life and Death

"As expected, the so-called identity of being of the same clan is very useful. I didn't expect that it would agree on the spot when I just said it casually."

"What?" Wang Xuanba's face changed when he heard Lin Ling's answer.

"Form an alliance with that old man? Junior sister, are you telling the truth?"

The ancient tree in the ground vein was so powerful that it made Wang Xuanba feel a little disdainful.

"It's just a trick to deceive it. Alliance..."

"Is it worthy?" Lin Ling's tone was flat, but the deep indifference in her words was clearly revealed.

"Now that it has joined the Holy Dynasty, can it go back on its word? If it dares to mention this in front of me..." Lin Ling snorted coldly.

Wang Xuanba was stunned.

For someone who has always taken promises seriously, it was hard to accept Lin Ling's blatant breaking of his word.

Seeing this, Lin Ling couldn't help but break the ice and smiled: "Brother, as the saying goes, all is fair in war."

"If we do what we say and what we do when dealing with our enemies, wouldn't that be a disease?"

Wang Xuanba was speechless.

"Besides, senior brother, do you still remember what our master told us before we went to see the ancient tree of the earth veins?" Lin Ling asked again.

"Of course I remember. Master said that if the ancient tree is stubborn and unyielding, I can take its place." Wang Xuanba recalled and said.

"The ancient tree of the earth veins, the name is quite domineering. I was originally looking forward to it, but after seeing its appearance with my own eyes, I was left with disappointment." Lin Ling's answer surprised Wang Xuanba.

"Weak, too weak. The most powerful point of the Earth Vein Ancient Tree is that its body is integrated with the Xuanhuang Earth Vein, and it can call upon the power of the Earth Vein flowing throughout all of Xuanhuang. This is a characteristic and an advantage, but it also determines the upper limit of the Earth Vein Tree. Moreover, the body of the Earth Vein Ancient Tree is too large, and in the eyes of true masters, it is full of flaws." Lin Ling shook his head slightly.

"My dream is to become someone like my master. If I really become that earth vein tree, although my strength will indeed leap forward in a short period of time, my future will be completely cut off. I'm not stupid."

"I can only fool that old man and continue to be on duty."

Lin Ling rolled her eyes at Wang Xuanba: "Brother, who do you think I am?"

Wang Xuanba gradually came to his senses, touched his head a little embarrassedly, and apologized on the spot: "I underestimated my junior sister."

He looked back at the ancient tree in the Holy Emperor's throne, nodded in agreement, and said, "The Xuanhuang ancient objects are strong, but they are only relying on the power of the Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao. If the Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao is strong, they will naturally rise with the tide. But if, like today, the Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao is trampled under the feet of a figure like Chuan Fa, they can only linger on, hiding in dark corners and reminiscing about their past glory."

"I didn't expect that you, senior brother, are a cultured person. You speak so well." Lin Ling didn't know whether it was a sincere compliment or a little revenge or sarcasm.

"I didn't think so much. I just wanted to become stronger."

"I won't say any more. I'm going to practice. This time, I swallowed some of that old thing's body and indeed gained something. If I had known earlier, I should have been more ruthless and swallowed more." Lin Ling's regretful voice echoed in Wang Xuanba's ears.

After a moment, her figure gradually faded and her breath disappeared.

Wang Xuanba sneered and laughed at himself for worrying too much.

……

Xuanhuang Realm, Tianyuzhou.

A place famous for its wonders in the Immortal Alliance.

A crack hundreds of miles long stretched across the earth like a black scar.

Even before getting close, one can vaguely feel the endless coldness coming from the cracks.

The closer you get to the crack, the faster the temperature drops.

Even for a Jindan cultivator, it would be difficult to withstand the low temperature here for a long time and they cannot stay here for long.

From time to time, a faint blue light would spurt out from the bottom of the rift abyss.

It was icy cold air.

But if you stand next to the crack and look down.

You can see that it is in this icy abyss that countless lotuses made of flames are blooming.

It is not a cold flame, but a blazing flaming lotus.

Cold and heat, completely contradictory yet intertwined, are simultaneously present in this icy abyss.

The figure of Li Ping, the Faceless Saint Emperor of Daqi, suddenly appeared outside the wonder of the Ice Abyss and Fire Lotus.

Just like the countless tourists who come here, it stands quietly and looks down.

"The land is blessed with natural beauty and mysterious creations."

After a long time, Li Ping couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

In his eyes, the scene here is actually different from what ordinary monks see.

The blue ice abyss actually reveals a deep air of death.

It was pitch black and suffocating.

However, the blazing red fire lotus was pure white, exuding a vigorous breath of life.

It seems that cold and heat are intertwined here, but in fact...

"White flowers bloom in the black abyss, flowers grow in the dead abyss."

Li Ping took a step forward, but missed his step and fell rapidly into the black abyss.

However, his disappearance did not attract any attention from the surrounding monks.

At this moment, from Li Ping's perspective, the surrounding scenery was suddenly stretched and distorted.

Obviously, the white flowers of life seemed not far away, but Li Ping had fallen for a long time, but he did not get closer to them at all.

The entire black abyss space expanded and extended infinitely as Li Ping fell.

As a result, a strong and dense aura of death gradually grew.

Li Ping sneered in his heart as he felt the death energy around him trying to infect him, but he didn't care too much.

For an ordinary cultivator, even if he is at the Hedao realm, his lifespan will be greatly reduced under the infection of this black death energy.

But he, Li Ping, is the incarnation of the Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao and a part of the Xuanhuang Law. Even if it is a part that is out of control, how can it hurt him?
Ever since he forcibly swallowed up Xuanhuang's evil thoughts, Li Ping did feel that Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao seemed to have become somewhat distant.

However, Li Ping was convinced that this was just the instinctive reaction of Heaven after swallowing the evil thoughts.

After some time has passed, the bond between him and Xuanhuang Tiandao will eventually return to normal.

Although the relationship between the two sides is at a weak stage at the moment, it cannot be shaken by the dead energy here.

As expected, even though Saint Emperor Li Ping did not take any protective measures, he was still invulnerable to all attacks, and the black death energy just surrounded him layer by layer.

But there is no breakthrough at all.

Li Ping's eyes pierced through the thick deathly air and looked directly at the flowers of life below.

"The junction of life and death, the source of all spirits."

"The Xuanhuang Realm has now become like this, but it is just hiding in this secret place, barely surviving..."

"What's the use of you!"

A sense of solemnity and murderous intent suddenly emanated from Li Ping.

Force the death energy around you to retreat.

"Back off!"

Li Ping let out a low shout, and the layers of death energy beneath him actually split open a passage.

The space no longer extended, and Li Ping's figure floated and passed through it in an instant.

A rich vitality is overwhelming, and the white flowers of life are just around the corner.

The black cloud of death floated and hovered overhead for a long time.

Facing the rich vitality, Li Ping suddenly felt a little heavy in his heart.

Compared with pure death, a large amount of useless vitality is more like a deadly poison.

Because vitality is essentially a beneficial state.

As the incarnation of heaven, Li Ping can naturally enjoy the favor of heaven and earth.

I don’t know how many years it has been since a cultivator who was not rejected by heaven and earth came here.

The vitality that had accumulated around the black abyss and white flowers for thousands of years seemed to have finally found an outlet and rushed towards Li Ping frantically.

Even if he tried to stop it, the vitality here was too abundant.

Inevitably, some of it flowed into Li Ping's body.

Vitality does bring certain benefits.

But Li Ping is not a cultivator of the Immortality Realm who relies solely on his own cultivation.

The essence of the source of power, the luck of the holy dynasty, the blessing of heaven...

The combined strength of various parties has made him now have strength comparable to that of the Immortal Realm.

Li Ping's current condition has long reached a balance after his promotion.

At this moment, this balance is slowly being broken with the continuous influx of endless vitality.

Li Ping's hair grew wildly, as if it had come alive.

But in an instant, it spread to the ankles.

The body is also expanding synchronously.

One foot, two feet...

With the sound of bones creaking, Li Ping turned into a three-meter-tall giant in just a few breaths.

It does make him look more majestic, but it is not a good thing for Li Ping now.

He frowned slightly and tried his best to transform and absorb the surging vitality.

But the speed of shrinkage is far less than the speed of growth.

While maintaining the balance of various forces in his body, Li Ping observed his surroundings, looking for a way to enter Ruomu's hiding place.

After devouring Xuanhuang's evil thoughts, there was very little in the Xuanhuang world that could hide from his eyes.

Even if the memory of the evil thoughts has become somewhat blurred, as long as you see it with your own eyes, you will definitely be able to sense it again quickly.

With a flash of his figure, Saint Emperor Li Ping disappeared at the bottom of the black abyss.

Without the vitality of the target, he suddenly became a little confused. The white flowers swayed slightly, and had to absorb the vitality back.

A place full of strange atmosphere, like a world of faded yellow leaves.

Li Ping's body, nearly five meters tall, suddenly appeared among them.

The boundless vitality that he brought with him surged out of his body and spread around.

But in this strange environment, it seems that it cannot be spread at all.

Soon, like falling autumn leaves, it turned into a withered yellow entity and fell from the sky.

The unwanted vitality was given a way to vent, and Li Ping gradually expelled the culprit that caused the imbalance from his body.

The body size gradually shrinks.

However, due to the short period of time before, the balance of the body has changed.

When Li Ping returned to normal, some details of his body were not restored, but instead became part of his physical characteristics.

For example, his height is maintained at 13 feet 5 meters, and his inky black hair hangs down to his waist.

His body also became fuller, and beneath his golden robe, there was explosive power.

Li Ping didn't pay much attention to these changes.

It's just an external appearance. As long as he wants, he can change back to his original appearance at any time.

At this moment, his attention was focused on this strange place.

The rotten smell flowing here even made him feel a little uncomfortable.

What concerned him more was the center of this place.

A tall tree, with yellow and spotted body, stands quietly.

Li Ping, a three-meter-tall giant, is just like an ant under the giant tree.

On the withered branches, there were countless monks hanging densely.

Just like a tree full of fruits.

They all closed their eyes, with strange, satisfied expressions on their faces.

Li Ping looked around and found no other figures except this withered yellow ancient tree.

"Is it just the main body that's here..."

Li Ping knew that Ruomu had another incarnation, who often went out to lure monks here and made them into golden elixir fruits to vent his inner resentment.

Now I think he is out.

Li Ping was not in a hurry and continued to observe the space carefully.

Deep scratches could be vaguely seen on the towering tree trunks, as if they had suffered some fatal damage.

Li Ping narrowed his eyes, trying to awaken the connection between the things of heaven and earth and the Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao.

But perhaps because of the infection of withered yellow, Li Ping's call did not receive any response at all.

Instead, it aroused the ancient tree's spontaneous defense.

Dots of withered yellow followed the veins of the giant tree and began to erode the ground under Li Ping's feet.

Li Ping deliberately let down his defense and absorbed a trace of the withered yellow into his body.

Wrap it with golden source essence to prevent it from spreading. Then observe carefully.

Although the withered and yellow power is strange, it cannot break the blockade of the essence of source power.

Li Fan felt more than just aging in the ordinary sense from this withered power.

I felt even more as if the entire world was in decline.

It's as if the sky is about to collapse, the decline is obvious and irreversible.

"This is……"

“The world is falling apart.”

Countless images emerged in my mind. They were all scenes of the various states in the Xuanhuang Realm, where the heaven and earth were in decline and countless disasters were befalling them.

But Li Ping knew that in reality, the things that should have happened did not happen in these states of the Xuanhuang Realm.

"Ruomu is the source of all spirits in the Xuanhuang Realm. To a certain extent, it does reflect the vitality of the Xuanhuang Realm."

"Ruomu has become like this now, but the Xuanhuang Realm still looks full of vitality..."

Li Ping frowned slightly.

Soon he knew the answer.

"If there is no injection of external vitality, the Xuanhuang Realm will certainly decay synchronously with Ruomu."

"The source of these vitality is..."

"The remaining fragments of the other immortal cultivation worlds that were devoured."

"Although it was dismembered, the process of integration also absorbed the remaining vitality from the fragments of the immortal world."

"Xuan Huang was thus reborn..."

Li Ping said thoughtfully.

"This operation is indeed extremely exquisite."

As the incarnation of the Way of Heaven and the nominal victim, after realizing what had happened over the past few thousand years, he could not help but express his sincere admiration.

"Life and death are impermanent. Life and death are impermanent."

"I used to be the one who controlled life and death, but now I have ended up like this."

"How can I not hate the world when it wants to abandon me..."

Just as Li Ping was thinking, a strange voice suddenly sounded from behind him and disappeared without a sound.

Li Ping knew that the owner of the voice was Ruomu.

(End of this chapter)