"Oh? So that means you're preparing to step in personally to drag this petty troublemaker out, Jiang?"
From within the world of neon seas came the voice of a seven- or eight-year-old child, steeped in admiration.
"Not preparing. Already done."
Dharma Transmitter Jiang's indifferent voice echoed through the pale space.
Upon hearing this, the other Dharma Transmitters made no attempt to conceal the shock on their faces.
"This..."
"Brother Jiang is intervening in person?"
"Fascinating. It seems he's truly intrigued by this god-demon consciousness."
"Indeed. Speaking of which, this must be the first time Jiang has left his Guixu World since the founding of the Alliance, hasn't it?"
"Tsk-tsk. That fellow is in for a real treat."
"Quick, keep an eye on the live feed at all times! I can't wait to see Brother Jiang unleash his might!"
Like a boiling cauldron, the pale space erupted in an instant.
Those Dharma Transmitters, usually poised and composed, now wore expressions of intense excitement and anticipation.
In a pocket world resembling a mortal city, Dharma Transmitter Feng—Mo Rubin—felt a shadow fall across his heart.
...
"Be careful."
Li Fan was currently controlling the million gods and demons when one of the avatars suddenly uttered a faint warning.
Guiding the overall situation as he was, Li Fan did not ignore it.
His expression instantly turned deadly solemn.
"This is..."
"Mo Rubin?"
"He didn't show himself in person, but gave a covert warning instead."
In an instant, Li Fan deduced the likely reason for the change.
"A formidable enemy is coming!"
Though alarm bells sounded in his mind, Li Fan felt not the slightest panic.
Instead, a faint thrill stirred within him.
After all, the power he commanded at this moment was already comparable to that of a Longevity Heavenly Venerable. If he let it disperse without making a grand, earth-shaking commotion, it would actually be somewhat regrettable!
"Let me see just who could make even a Dharma King of the Profound Heaven Sect this nervous."
With a flick of his movement, Li Fan appeared before the Faceless True Immortal stone statue in the Spirit Wood Realm.
His Tribulation Body, brimming with golden vow power, drifted out slowly.
Draped over it was a garment woven from golden cords.
The Tribulation Body stretched out, forming a protective barrier that enclosed Li Fan's true body within.
"With this, I am essentially invincible."
"And if I truly fall, the entire Xuanhuang Realm will likely be buried with me!"
Li Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and sat cross-legged.
He calmed his mind and awaited the enemy's arrival.
"They will probably be like Mo Rubin, tracing backward through the god-demon avatar to reach my sea of consciousness."
"Now that I have the aid of a million cultivators, why should I fear them?"
"However..."
After a moment's thought, Li Fan immediately linked his mind to the towering ancient tree in the Spirit Wood Realm.
Through ceaseless day-and-night array refining, Li Fan's control over the Spirit Wood Realm was near complete.
Now, uniting his mind with the ancient tree, it was as if he had lodged his very being into heaven and earth.
His consciousness intertwined with the world of the Spirit Wood Realm.
At this moment, Li Fan was the Spirit Wood Realm, and the Spirit Wood Realm was Li Fan!
"With a million cultivators and a miniature cultivation world..."
"Hmph. Unless Chuanfa comes in person..."
Having made all these preparations, a cold glint flashed in Li Fan's eyes.
He stood poised, ready to strike.
His divine sense was as piercing as flame. Before long, Li Fan keenly detected a slight disturbance.
Just as he had anticipated, after seizing one of the god-demon avatars, a certain entity followed the connections within the web of consciousness, tracing its way backward.
It crept slowly toward Li Fan's sea of consciousness.
Li Fan, meanwhile, had already mobilized the full strength of the remaining million gods and demons.
The moment the opponent manifested, he would deliver a thunderous blow.
Yet, when that anticipated great enemy truly revealed their form within Li Fan's sea of consciousness...
Li Fan chose not to strike!
"You are..."
Li Fan narrowed his eyes, studying the figure before him.
A frail, scholarly youth, whose face still held a trace of delicate boyishness.
The youth's eyes were full of innocence and curiosity as he took in his surroundings.
Though Li Fan was always cautious and circumspect, he still did not make a move.
He simply let the youth observe the scenery within his sea of consciousness.
"This feeling..."
An indescribable, bizarre sensation welled up in Li Fan's heart.
Looking at the youth before him, it felt as though he were looking at himself.
No...
It seemed as if this youth was unmistakably himself!
Dizziness struck his mind, and countless memories suddenly surged forth.
Originally a child of an ordinary mortal family, fortunate enough to encounter the Dharma-Transmitting Heavenly Venerable. Guided by his teachings, he had willingly spread the new method...
These were the memories he had lost due to injury...
*So that's how it is. I am Dharma Transmitter Jiang.*
*Could I possibly have any secrets from myself?*
Thoughts like these abruptly surfaced in Li Fan's heart.
Li Fan's guard gradually lowered.
The ferocious countenances of the myriad gods and demons softened as well.
As if strolling through his own home, the youth ambled leisurely through Li Fan's sea of consciousness.
"Fascinating. Each god-demon is formed from a wisp of consciousness," the youth murmured in wonder, nodding. "They can possess the bodies of other cultivators, and even devour the other party's divine sense to augment their own strength."
"The secret art of the Profound Heaven Sect, passed down from the Immortal Realm, is naturally extraordinary," Li Fan said with a touch of pride.
The youth started slightly, his eyes flickering with interest.
He scrutinized Li Fan even more closely.
"Indeed, a True Immortal art is truly formidable!" After a moment, the youth clapped his hands in admiration.
"A pity that to achieve the objective, it falls just a little short," the youth added with a tinge of regret.
Li Fan nodded slightly as well. "True. I don't know what happened on Mo Rubin's end. We agreed earlier that as long as he stepped forward on behalf of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals to resolve this matter, I would cooperate by having all these gods and demons sacrifice themselves, handing him a great achievement..."
"Yet that fellow hasn't arrived. Something must have gone awry."
"As expected of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals—its depth is truly unfathomable."
Li Fan narrowed his eyes and nodded in thought.
Hearing Li Fan's words, the youth's expression finally shifted slightly.
A trace of gravity appeared in his eyes, and he continued, "What should be done then? If the million gods and demons keep running rampant, there might be a risk of losing control. Perhaps it's better to contact him first and clarify the situation."
Li Fan waved his hand, a chilling smile emerging on his face. "Heh, no matter. Even if he is exposed and killed, it won't affect me in the slightest."
"Look at how powerful the strength we can control right now is! Losing control? What does that matter! It's not even worth mentioning!"
Li Fan's face was full of confidence. "If things truly spiral out of control and the Alliance can't resolve it, all the better."
"With how much the Dharma-Transmitting Heavenly Venerable values the Xuanhuang Realm, it might even force him out into the open."
"When that time comes, combining the divine senses of a million cultivators with the integrated world consciousness of the Spirit Wood Realm, I might very well be able to clash with him head-on!"
Hearing this, the youth opened his mouth, utterly struck dumb.
Chapter 969