My Simulated Road to Immortality
Chapter 1868: 1488: Painting Scroll Attracts Various Immortals_2

Chapter 1868: Chapter 1488: Painting Scroll Attracts Various Immortals_2

Upon hearing the exclamations coming from various places in the Star Sea, Thirteen was immensely pleased.

However, the next moment, the storm suddenly ceased. Just like when it arrived, it dissipated just as abruptly.

It was as if something had suppressed the turbulence within the Dao Network in an instant.

“Hm?”

At this moment, Thirteen sensed a few presences similar to his most powerful elder siblings and involuntarily restrained himself a bit.

Moreover, outside the Dao Network, there seemed to be a gaze focused on him.

It felt exactly like when the Great Elder was watching.

“No wonder the Great Elder invited these people to witness this event.” Thirteen realized, and refrained from being presumptuous.

He simply cupped his hands and bid farewell, then transformed into silver Thunder and departed.

In the vast Sea of the Northern Stars, no one could stand up to stop him. He came and went as he pleased.

Amidst the silence.

Everyone focused their gaze on the painting Thirteen left behind.

Even though the scroll was yet to be unfolded, everyone could still sense the extraordinary aura emanating from it.

Especially the True Immortals within the Sea of the Northern Stars.

They seemed to vaguely see the already perished Immortal World.

The Dao Network glistened and restored amidst the chaos, shielding the outsiders’ gazes on the radiant painting.

Within the concealed circular field of vision, one figure after another began to appear beside the painting.

They stood, quietly watching, lost in thought, without uttering a word.

A pair of large, blue, transparent hands descended from the sky onto the painting.

Exerting slight force, they attempted to forcibly unfold the scroll.

The blue light from the transparent hands surged, yet the painting remained unmoved.

“This painting… possesses the weight of a Vast Ocean’s mountain range.”

“It seems what the Hidden Emperor spoke about reestablishing the Immortal Court was not just empty words.” A ripple emitted from the blue hands, emotionless.

Another figure stepped forward to attempt the same, with the same result.

“This feeling is almost identical to when the Ruling Immortal Emperor opened the nascent Immortal Domain in the Upper Mountain.”

“Indeed, it is the method of the Ruling Immortal Emperor.”

“Could it be that an Immortal Emperor of the past has truly descended?” The figure retreated, speaking with a tone of uncertainty and suspicion.

No one could answer his confusion.

“If that’s the case, then let’s personally investigate to get a clear understanding.”

“The strength of this Hidden Emperor is unfathomable, and his attitude unclear. Let me lead the team then.”

“Even if he harbors some sinister intention, at the very least, I can ensure everyone returns safely. We cannot endure any more losses after several Tribulations.” Another voice echoed from the void.

The True Immortals standing by the painting did not refute his words.

Having already witnessed Li Fan’s methods, the True Immortals still acknowledged the speaker’s ability to come and go freely, indicating their trust in his strength.

“Although there are hardly any good things about the Hidden Emperor, under the current circumstances, it’s best not to become enemies with him. If he truly still possesses the means of the Ruling Immortal Emperor to open an Immortal Domain, then collaboration is not impossible.” After a pause, the sole figure among the True Immortals revealed their true face and spoke.

This person wore a white robe, with a small, completely black cat perched on their shoulder.

Creating a stark contrast in hue.

The little cat seemed asleep, yet its ears twitched occasionally, as if listening to something.

This white-robed True Immortal appeared to hold considerable sway among the Immortals. As he spoke, others simply nodded in agreement.

“Let’s wait then.”

“It probably won’t take long.”

The Immortals reached consensus, choosing to remain by the painting.

To them, decades and centuries were merely a blink of an eye. Waiting a few days was akin to a brief nap.

Li Fan did not keep them waiting long.

On the ninth day after the scroll reached the Sea of the Northern Stars, a strong ripple emerged from it.

Gusty winds blew suddenly.

As if attempting to gently open the scroll.

Amidst the fierce winds, the True Immortals seemed unable to maintain their standing, retreating backward one after another.

Except for that singular point of void, with the black cat figure on the shoulder, and the pair of blue hands, they did not move.

However, they all intensely focused on the scroll opening in the center, with a tension like never before.

“The aura of the Infinite Sea.”

“Still fresh.”

“How many years has it been, finally witnessing it once more.”

…

The tone was unfathomable, somewhat cautious, somewhat wistful.

The more the Primordial Immortal Realm painting revealed, the stronger the winds emitted by it.

This was no ordinary wind.

But the pressure of the Mortal World from above, exerted by Li Fan using the [Illusion as Reality] of the Infinite Sea.

Only those like Lord Guardian Hill, who can stand firmly at the mountain peak beside the sea, could withstand it.

Li Fan himself tried, yet without the state of Illusion as Reality, even after employing several powers of the Phantom of the Guarded Hill, he failed. He only lasted a few brief moments before being overwhelmed.

Among the three figures, there seemed to be none whose strength approached that of Lord Guardian Hill.

When the scroll unfolded nine-tenths, with the pressure at its maximum, they all retreated to varying extents.

The degree of retreat revealed their strengths.

The weakest belonged to the point of void.

Even able to neutralize all external influences, faced with the pressure beyond the Mortal World, this immunity seemed ineffective, forcing them to retreat steadily.

Showing slightly better performance was the blue, transparent hand. The palm became increasingly transparent, seemingly melding entirely with the surrounding environment. It appeared not to be leveraging the environment to resist the majesty of the Infinite Sea but aiding the Shuo Star Sea Road Network to survive this oppression.

Dividing some of its power, thus forced to distance.

The strongest among the three was the white-robed figure.

Amidst the Infinite Sea-induced storm, the black cat on his shoulder awoke.

With two ghostly green eyes, like gemstones, it firmly fixed its gaze on the scroll ahead. It stretched its tongue to lick, and its tail gently swayed repeatedly.

Cat and man in harmony, barely moved amid the fierce wind.

When the scroll fully unfolded, the miniature panorama of the Primordial Immortal Realm appeared instantly before everyone.

The vibrant and boundless scene of life made all who were watching over the Dead Silent Star Sea somewhat dazed momentarily.

“If this Hidden Emperor could manifest this Divine Technique again.”

“Adding in our means, rebirth might be possible.”

It was not the three True Immortals who spoke.

But the black cat perched on the shoulder of the white-robed figure instead.

However, it didn’t seem to be the black cat’s own words, for as it spoke, its green eyes suddenly dimmed.

After finishing this sentence, when the green light sparkled again, the black cat appeared somewhat puzzled, unaware of what just transpired.

It seemed as if something had borrowed its body.

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Displaying a slightly better performance was the blue, transparent hand. The palm became increasingly transparent, seemingly melding entirely with the surrounding environment. It appeared not to be leveraging the environment to resist the majesty of the Infinite Sea but aiding the Shuo Star Sea Road Network to survive this oppression.

Dividing some of its power, thus forced to distance.

The strongest among the three was the white-robed figure.

Amidst the Infinite Sea-induced storm, the black cat on his shoulder awoke.

With two ghostly green eyes, like gemstones, it firmly fixed its gaze on the scroll ahead. It stretched its tongue to lick, and its tail gently swayed repeatedly.

Cat and man in harmony, barely moved amid the fierce wind.

When the scroll fully unfolded, the miniature panorama of the Primordial Immortal Realm appeared instantly before everyone.

The vibrant and boundless scene of life made all who were watching over the Dead Silent Star Sea somewhat dazed momentarily.

“If this Hidden Emperor could manifest this Divine Technique again.”

“Adding in our means, rebirth might be possible.”

It was not the three True Immortals who spoke.

But the black cat perched on the shoulder of the white-robed figure instead.

However, it didn’t seem to be the black cat’s own words, for as it spoke, its green eyes suddenly dimmed.

After finishing this sentence, when the green light sparkled again, the black cat appeared somewhat puzzled, unaware of what just transpired.

It seemed as if something had borrowed its body.