My Simulated Road to Immortality

Chapter 371: 348: Demon Sound from the Abyss

Translator: 549690339

“Dominating the Abyss? What sort of place is that?” Prompted by the ominous ring to that name, Li Fan couldn’t help but ask.

Ji Hongdao turned back to glance at Li Fan and chuckled, “Telling you now wouldn’t be of any use. You’ll know when we get there.”

“Although it might be a bit dangerous, there is no need to worry excessively.”

“With us old fellows around, nothing serious will happen.”

Clearly confident, Ji Hongdao declared nonchalantly.

Since Ji Hongdao had said so, Li Fan did not pursue further inquiry and exited the scene with Xue Mu.

Shortly after, Shangguan Shi, the lanky fellow whom Li Fan had met before at Universal Courtyard, boarded the ship with five others.

The five were not previous trainees, they wore the standardized robes of the Alliance of Thousands of Immortals, their countenances mature and motions deft.

Apparently, they were quite familiar with the structure of the Flying Boat, suggesting this was not their first time onboard.

Having greeted Ji Hongdao, they walked straight into the cabin.

As they brushed past Li Fan and Xue Mu, they simply nodded in recognition.

Xue Mu stood in place, initially unable to determine their identities.

On the contrary, Li Fan greeted them as if he was very familiar with them.

After the figures vanished from view, Xue Mu felt compelled to seriously ask Li Fan, “Li Fan, you seem to know them? Who exactly are they?”

Li Fan hastily shook his head and replied, “I don’t know. But we’re all members of the Alliance of Thousands of Immortals, and we consider ourselves a family. It’s just a normal greeting when we meet, isn’t it?”

At this, Xue Mu was left speechless without a retort.

Fortunately, Huang Fusong, the well-rounded fellow, diverted the awkward moment.

“Let’s go, no need to stand around looking foolish. Most of the people have arrived, we should be setting off soon.” Huang Fusong took a look at Li Fan and huffed, instructing them.

Li Fan, with an attitude resembling reverence for his elder, followed behind Huang Fusong.

As they traversed the long corridor of the cabin, Li Fan noticed that a significant number of people had already gathered on the Flying Boat.

It seemed not to be limited to only Array Masters from the Array Strategy Hall.

The grim and bloody aura emanating indistinctly from the cultivators in some rooms made Li Fan suspect that this mission might not be as easy as Ji Hongdao had suggested.

The two, following Huang Fusong, took a seat in a vacant guest cabin.

Li Fan, with a smile on his face, asked Huang Fusong, “Senior Huang Fusong, may I know what our mission target is this time?”

Huang Fusong looked at Li Fan as if amused, “So, you little fella, are afraid now?”

Li Fan readily admitted, “Of course, as a young disciple, I can’t possibly match your courage, senior. After all, even Dan Taitao and the others were…”

“Stop! Stop!” Huang Fusong’s face changed slightly, “You! Why can’t you stop bringing up Dan Taitao?”

His eyes squinted, emitting a dangerous glint as he observed Li Fan closely.

After a moment, Huang Fusong finally extinguished the killing intent surging within him and let a smile appear on his face once again.

“Hmph, telling you guys won’t hurt. The Dean didn’t tell you because it’s too long-winded and troublesome to explain.”

Huang Fusong, with a laid-back attitude, knocked on the table in front of him and took a sip of the steaming Spirit Tea that had just appeared. He then spoke solemnly, “This time, we are going deep into the White Mist.”

“Into the White Mist?” Li Fan and Xue Mu looked at each other in surprise.

However, they did not let it show and echoed Huang Fusong by knocking lightly on the table and gulping down the hot Spirit Tea.

They then listened patiently as Huang Fusong continued.

“You both already know that the [Foggy Barrier], which cuts across Heaven and Earth, separates each state. Traveling within the White Mist exhausts one’s lifespan. Even using a Teleportation Array does not prevent this.”

“That’s why, even for us cultivators, we prefer not to move excessively unless it’s necessary.”

Li Fan nodded slightly in agreement.

“It’s precisely because of this that our knowledge about the White Mist is extremely limited.”

“Most people believe that the Foggy Barrier simply appears on the original land as a divider.”

“But in reality…”

Huang Fusong gave a wry smile, “The White Mist is much more extensive than we can imagine.”

“So, if it’s not necessary, don’t whimsically attempt to traverse it with your physical body. Otherwise, you may get lost in the vast White Mist, even the Heavenly Lord would not be able to save you.”

Xue Mu, hearing this for the first time, couldn’t help but become a bit anxious.

Li Fan pondered for a moment, and not intimidated by Huang Fusong’s words, he voiced out, “Every year, quite a few cultivators physically cross the Foggy Barrier. There may not be many, but certainly not a small number.”

“The extensive region within the Foggy Barrier you mentioned must only apply in very few cases.”

“Otherwise, if it were really as dangerous as you described, someone would have noticed it.”

Huang Fusong’s words were cut short when Li Fan exposed him, making him feel rather embarrassed.

However, he retorted with a cold smirk, “Many cultivators who ventured into the White Mist and never returned held the same thoughts as you.”

“If you aren’t afraid of death, feel free to try.”

“It may seem like it’s just a stone’s throw away, but it’s actually like the Heavenly Moat, ya can’t cross it no matter how hard ya try. We call these sections of the Foggy Barrier the [Lost Realm].”

“The number of Lost Realms discovered thus far is something I can’t disclose for now. But it definitely vastly exceeds your imagination.”

Seeing Li Fan nod in agreement and no longer being stubborn, Huang Fusong finally felt reassured.

He then continued, “Our destination this time, [Dominating Abyss], is a Lost Realm that was discovered long ago.”

“As the name implies, it’s an area where space extends infinitely downward, so deep it’s unfathomable, seemingly without an end.”

“Every now and then, varying sounds, including shocking exclamations, desperate cries, and vague mumbling, are heard emanating from the depths of the abyss.”

“Novice cultivators or those weak of mind, once enticed by these sounds, can become either derailed, leading to regress in their cultivation, or.”

“They could lose their sanity entirely, transforming into non-human monsters only capable of slaughter.”

A flicker of fear crossed Huang Fusong’s eyes as if recalling something.

“The anomaly of this Lost Realm was immediately put under intense surveillance by the Alliance of Thousands of Immortals as soon as it was discovered.”

“Therefore, within the Alliance, it was noticed that the sounds emanating from the Abyss are intensifying.”

Upon hearing this, Xue Mu exclaimed unexpectedly, “Getting louder?”

Huang Fusong nodded, “As a result, the Eternal Immortal Fortress, set up by the Alliance outside the Abyss, has been forced to continually migrate upwards over the years.”

“But in order to contain the influence of the Demon Sound within the range of the Abyss, the Immortal Fortress can no longer retreat.”

“Therefore, starting a hundred years ago, the Alliance started to employ some special methods to counter the Demon Sound emanating from the bottom of the Abyss.”

“Special methods? Could it be…” Suddenly, Li Fan seemed to think of something and his heart stirred.