My Simulated Road to Immortality-Chapter 1641 - 1376: Now Hunting Mo Sha

From the soul probing, he learned that the man before him was named Qin Zhuang.

Originally the strongest man in the Changyang Minor World of the Xuanhuang Realm.

The Changyang Minor World itself harbored no Spiritual Energy and only had a peculiar divine sun spanning the Sky Dome, illuminating the world. Daylight occupied three-quarters of each day and continued to lengthen, as though trying to scorch and devour every living being under the heavens.

Starting as a mere mortal, Qin Zhuang absorbed Changyang’s energy relentlessly, unlocking his potential. Over the course of ninety-nine years, he entirely merged that divine sun into his being.

From then on, Changyang lost its sun and descended into an eternal night.

Just as Qin Zhuang resolved to leave the Minor World, a mysterious figure approached him. Despite Qin Zhuang’s self-proclaimed power to annihilate heaven and earth, he barely lasted a few moves against the stranger. Defeated and disgraced, he heard from the figure truths about the Xuanhuang Realm, mortals, and Minor Worlds. The figure invited him to join their coalition in waging war against the Alliance of Thousands of Immortals.

Impressed by the figure’s grandeur and strength, Qin Zhuang eagerly agreed.

What followed was a grand and tumultuous war.

This rebellion war of the Minor World wasn’t as effortless for the Alliance as their records boasted.

In fact, at first, the Alliance retreated time and again, forced to huddle within the Central Four States, clinging on desperately.

Only after the Dharma Transmitter sought aid from the Celestial Dharma Bearer, who summoned countless strands of golden light that rained from beyond the starry sky, was the coalition fully shattered.

The coalition was defeated and scattered. As one of the leaders, Qin Zhuang was perpetually imprisoned in the deepest depths of the Dark Prison.

...

Li Fan carefully savored the memories of the man before him.

At first glance, there seemed to be no flaw—they were imprinted deep within the Divine Soul. Yet Li Fan instinctively sensed something amiss.

It wasn’t that the memories were fabricated. In truth, the eternally dark Changyang Realm undeniably existed, and Li Fan had personally visited it.

"It’s the body before me that conflicts with these memories—like someone performed soul snatching and claimed the nest!" Having done such things many times before, Li Fan instantly discerned the peculiarities.

Though it was merely an enigmatic intuition, Li Fan trusted his judgment.

"If soul probing is ineffective, I must try another method."

With this thought in mind, Li Fan casually tossed the soul-probed, entirely exhausted "Qin Zhuang" to the ground.

Qin Zhuang seemed to be on the verge of death, but within moments turned into a streak of golden light and shot toward the outside of the Xuanhuang Realm. This time, his speed was several times faster than before. Within the golden light, a faint trace of blood was visible, clearly showing Qin Zhuang was risking everything.

Yet the outcome remained unchanged.

As the shadow of the Wooden Sword flickered, Li Fan again grabbed him and heavily threw him back to the ground.

"Spare me, Senior, spare me..."

Qin Zhuang finally revealed a look of horror, repeatedly pleading for mercy.

"What relation do you have to Situ Yao of the Heavenly Sword Sect?" Li Fan suddenly and directly interrogated.

"Huh? This junior does not understand what you mean..." Qin Zhuang maintained a cautious, perplexed demeanor as he spoke.

But the fleeting change in his expression upon hearing those words could not escape Li Fan’s eyes.

Having obtained the answer he sought, Li Fan refrained from further dialogue, pointing a finger at Qin Zhuang’s forehead.

The Mystical Illusion Formation enveloped Qin Zhuang.

Li Fan attempted to use the formation to derive a world, hoping to uncover Qin Zhuang’s true past.

Yet the method that worked on the Celestial Doctor proved utterly ineffective this time!

Within the illusion, Qin Zhuang’s behavior perfectly aligned with the logic of the strongest being in the Changyang Realm. The formation shifted through dozens of scenarios, yet the results remained identical.

This caused Li Fan to question his own judgment.

As Qin Zhuang gradually became conscious within the illusion, the fear in his gaze toward Li Fan grew even more pronounced.

He hesitated to speak.

However, it was precisely this hint of fear that caused Li Fan to abandon doubt and, instead, become certain that a great secret was hidden within him.

Li Fan saw clearly—Qin Zhuang’s terror stemmed from his worry about his secret being exposed.

If he were truly just Qin Zhuang from the Minor World and all his life’s history had been revealed, the type of fear displayed would be distinctly different from this moment.

"It seems likely there are certain Forbidden Formations or secret techniques outside the wall that protect his Divine Soul’s deepest secrets."

Li Fan understood, looking meaningfully at Qin Zhuang as he said, "No matter—I’ll see how long you can endure."

Li Fan had ample experience on how to extract information from someone.

He separated a fabricated persona solely for interrogation purposes, then suppressed Qin Zhuang within his own body to "properly entertain" him.

"Maybe he doesn’t refuse to speak; perhaps he truly cannot. Regardless, let’s handle him for a while first." Li Fan’s eyes narrowed as he gazed emotionlessly at Qin Zhuang, now trapped in hell and shrieking in agony.

"Outside the wall…" After some time, he lifted his gaze toward the Sky Dome and beyond the Xuanhuang Realm, lost in thought.

From the clues gathered over the years, it was evident that since the onset of the Great Calamity, a group of refugees from the Xuanhuang Realm had escaped, and some might have even succeeded in crossing the High Wall, fleeing beyond the Abyss Star Ocean.

"The Heavenly Sword Sect among the Ten Great Immortal Sects, the Demon Tribe of Nanming Sacred Beast Mountain, the Merchant Immortal Boat."

"Those are merely the known ones. The Star Sea is vast; the Immortal Cultivation World is endless. Beyond all this, there must be other lucky ones."

"But among those who left and returned, Qin Zhuang appears to be the sole anomaly."

Li Fan naturally would not let him go so easily.

The moment the Mystic Immortal Boat pierced the High Wall and displayed the behavior of the Star Sea’s true essence, a deep unease arose in Li Fan’s heart—a sense of dread he had never felt before toward the world beyond the wall.