"Like the remnants of the divine, it can shatter mountains and seas, and stabilize the phantom stars..."
Even though separated by thousands of miles, Stealing chanism felt so of the profound magnificence of the True and False Path.
Even amidst the rising flas, his body trembled uncontrollably from excessive excitent.
As one of the few strongn in the Mountain Sea, Stealing chanism never imagined he would have the enlightennt of "hearing the Way in the morning, and dying content by the evening."
Two lines of tears flowed swiftly, soon vanishing into the primordial flas.
Then even greater greed surged within his heart.
"Such a marvelous object must be taken as my own!"
Stealing chanism was utterly mad, with nothing held back. He set ablaze everything that remained of himself.
This ti it wasn’t just the primordial Tao, but also his thoughts, feelings, and even his body and Divine Soul.
All transford into chips for one desperate gamble.
Reaching desperately towards the True and False Dao he sensed, trying to seize it!
"Boom!!"
An unprecedented tremor reverberated from within Li Fan’s Divine Soul.
Li Fan showed a look of astonishnt, while Stealing chanism was madly joyful.
"Found it!"
No longer concerned, with only a trace of himself remaining due to the consud source, Stealing chanism used his last ounce of strength.
He wanted to pull the True and False Dao out from Li Fan’s body and claim it for himself.
But...
Stealing chanism’s expression slowly grew rigid.
The intense light in his eyes dimd in an instant.
Though he had touched the True and False Dao, it remained immovable.
"How... how is this possible?"
Stealing chanism was stunned and dazed, disbelieving and desperately tried again.
The result was the sa.
Three attempts yielded no difference.
Stealing chanism finally gave up.
Due to his wrong judgnt, Stealing chanism’s life was nearing its end.
But instead, his expression gradually beca calm.
"Before dying, to witness such a Divine Object, no regrets in death."
"What a pity though..."
"Can’t claim it for my own!"
A gentle, final touch.
But in the end, he felt nothing more.
Within Li Fan, everything returned to normal. The originally blurred light screen of Hai Zhen beca clear once more.
And the Stealing chanism Saint, amidst the roaring flas.
Turned into Flying Ashes!
Li Fan gently shook his head, trying to expel that sensation of intrusion from his mind.
Looking at the primordial Tao flas before him, he felt a deep sense of relief having survived a great ordeal.
He truly did not expect the power of the Stealing chanism Saint to be so terrifying.
Not only could he persist under the True and False Changes for so long.
But he could even sense and attempt to strip away Hai Zhen from his body!
Though he ultimately failed, it still left Li Fan with lingering fear.
"I was indeed a bit too confident."
"True and False Changes are unfailingly advantageous below the Saint level. In an instant, it can strip away the opponent’s true spirit, turning them into re dust. But against a Saint from Mountain Sea..."
"Saints have accumulated imasurably over countless years, enough to withstand the influence of True Yet False for a while. In the contest among Saints, anything can happen during that ti."
Li Fan took a deep breath.
If the Stealing chanism Saint was already like this, there was no doubt about how much more formidable the three Saints Lian Shan, Gui Hai, and Tai Yi would be.
"Fortunately, the three Saints seem fairly moral at present. As long as I continue maintaining my identity as the True Spirit Infuser and Mountain Sea Walker, I’ll remain unhard."
While contemplating, Li Fan didn’t forget to absorb the remnants of the Stealing chanism Saint before him.
The Stealing chanism Saint had self-immolated, but the Mountain Sea Stealing chanism Dao remained.
Though it appeared severely weakened, it seed so frail compared to the formidable Stealing chanism Saint .
With a thought, Li Fan watched as the scattered sparks vanished abruptly.
In the column of the Hai Zhen Tao, suddenly a few more characters appeared.
Representing this harvest Li Fan gained.
Epoch and Stealing chanism.
The flowing light swirled, engraved and manifested, returning to the true.
The third Epoch, the fourth Stealing chanism.
Watching the increasingly abundant representation in the Hai Zhen Tao column, Li Fan couldn’t help but feel delighted.
Suddenly, he sensed a change occurring within the long string of characters.
The seven-colored radiance swirled gracefully, gradually shifting like flowing water.
At the last position, Stealing chanism seed to move forward, as if to occupy the first position.
"Stealing chanism, Zhou Huan, Epoch, Xuan Pin..."
"Is this arranged by strength?"
Li Fan vaguely perceived the clue.
But then he thought of sothing, frowning slightly.
"Better to follow the sequence order."
"In the unseen, there is destiny."
"Sequence holds subtle truths. As for strength and weakness..."
"The situation of strength is not determined. Today, my continuous victory over Epoch and Stealing chanism is proof!"
Li Fan spoke proudly, insisting.
As if sensing Li Fan’s determination, after a pause in the flowing seven-colored radiance of the Hai Zhen Tao.
Ultimately, it returned to its original state.
Everything complied with Li Fan’s will.
The flowing light settled, no longer shifting.
Yet Li Fan didn’t leave the virtual realm imdiately, focusing instead on nding his wounds first.
This battle, truly brutal.
Though he successfully obtained the two Daos of Epoch and Stealing chanism, the backlash he suffered was severe.
Needless to ntion, the beating he took from Shou Qiu while pretending with all the Saints was no joke.
Not to ntion later duels with Epoch and Stealing chanism, practically exhausting his resources.
"The extre fragntation, the absorption of true spirit, even my physique struggled. I can clearly feel symptoms as if an essence loss has appeared. It requires ti to nd gradually."
"Moreover..."
Li Fan extended his arms, observing carefully, his expression serious.
"Although not obvious, I can still feel it."
"As if existing between true and false, both near and far, both existent and void."
"This is the price of forcibly using True and False Changes to fend off enemies."
"Originally, had it proceeded smoothly, I wouldn’t have suffered such strong backlash. However, the fierceness of Stealing chanism far exceeded my expectations."
"Before Shou Qiu and other Saints, I can use the excuse of severe injuries to evade suspicion. But this trace may be undisguisable before the three Saints Lian Shan."
"Seems like there’s no returning this life."
Fortunately, Li Fan never planned to return to the previous Mountain Sea to truly report back to the three Saints.
"It’s best to suppress and absorb all the remaining Saints here."
Li Fan sat cross-legged in the virtual realm, using True and False Changes to restore his gravely wounded body.
Possibly due to the previous intrusion, it seed like a flaw occurred, making the repair process exceptionally laborious.
Li Fan multitasked, embracing the insights from the newly acquired Epoch and Stealing chanism Daos.
On their path, remnants of their forr masters’ final thoughts seed to linger.
Setting Epoch aside for now, Li Fan found himself more intrigued by Stealing chanism.
"Boundless foundation of all things, births the changes from void and real, hangs the balance of all wonders..."
"Could this be the True and False Changes?"
Li Fan pondered for a mont, then was slightly taken aback.
"Surprisingly deeper than my own understanding?"
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