The rain from the sky is back to my rain

At this moment, Liu San interjected from the side.

"Is that true or false? How come I've never heard of such a powerful Formation?" He scrutinized Fang Zaiji, his eyes full of disbelief.

Fang Zaiji snorted coldly, "You are merely a servant, who has never left the Medicine King Sect's territory far in your entire life. How can you compare to me, who has traveled all over the world?"

"Moreover, what kind of people did I befriend back then? Almost every one of them was a true Disciple of the Immortal Dao Ten Sects. It's not strange for me to know such secrets," Fang Zaiji said with a hint of arrogance.

Liu San was not angry at being called a servant. Instead, he retorted sarcastically, "You're so powerful, yet when you were being hunted, no one came to your aid? You only survived thanks to the old Sect Master!"

Fang Zaiji's expression changed, and he retorted indignantly, "The Heavenly Sword Sect issued a kill order, what could I do? It was already a miracle that I survived. If it were you, you would have turned into a pile of dry bones long ago!"

Seeing that the two were about to continue arguing, Li Fan quickly spoke up to interrupt them.

"Mr. Fang, do you know the name of that Formation?" Li Fan asked.

"That, I do not know," Fang Zaiji shook his head. "It was mentioned inadvertently by a direct Disciple of the Supreme Sect back then, during a moment of lament."

"He also said that if it weren't for the great Formation being damaged, the situation wouldn't have deteriorated to such an extent."

Li Fan nodded slowly upon hearing this.

"A blade hanging over the heads of Zhong Sheng, capable of instantly stripping Cultivators of their lives. This seems remarkably similar to the Tianxuan Locking Spirit Formation I saw in the previous life."

"Using the power of Zhong Sheng to lock down other Cultivation Worlds. My previous speculation, that the 'rope' Xuanhuang World uses to anchor itself in the distant Void Realm, is also realized through this Formation, it seems."

"Currently, it appears the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance has restored some functions of the great Formation, but not completely. And this Formation was definitely not built by the Immortal Dao Ten Sects. Instead, it originated from the more ancient Xuantian Sect period."

Li Fan pondered in secret, subtly connecting all the existing clues.

With the assistance of an additional Dao Integration cultivator, Li Fan began his transfer plan.

The people of Li Realm on Shenhua Island, including all the awakened Medicine King Sect Cultivators, were escorted by Liu San and Fang Zaiji on the Puxian True Ark, heading to Chang Sheng Valley first.

"There are still some matters to be dealt with in Congyun Sea, I will come over later," Li Fan said.

Although Liu San and Fang Zaiji were somewhat worried, they could not go against Li Fan's wishes.

So they could only repeatedly admonish him before reluctantly leaving.

At this time, within the Chao Yuan Sect Ruins, many bizarre phenomena had already appeared. Amidst the shifting reality, it felt as if one could be transported back to ancient times and bring back Cultivation Techniques, Medicinal Pills, and Magical Artifacts from within the Sect. As news spread, the world was shaken, and Cultivators flocked to it endlessly. Amidst them, the Medicine King Sect group was not conspicuous at all.

After sending everyone away, Li Fan first checked on Tian Yang.

Within the enhanced Earthfire Return Array, all the Heaven And Earth Treasure had already been completely absorbed by Tian Yang.

And he himself seemed to be undergoing a transformation, his Puppet body encased in a thick layer of black solidified matter.

"Soon, I hope Junior Brother you can make it to this grand feast," Li Fan thought to himself.

After bidding farewell to Tian Yang, Li Fan did not return to Congyun City, but instead traveled thousands of miles to Yinyin Island.

Under the surveillance of Formless Killing Intent, Yin Shangren seemed to have recently completed another verification of the immortal-mortal miasma's secret.

The result was consistent with the previous one.

He seemed utterly disheartened, slumped on the ground in a daze, and had not moved for a long time.

Li Fan quietly came before him, sensing a strong aura of death emanating from Yin Shangren.

Yin Shangren did not seem surprised by the sudden appearance of Li Fan, a Cultivator.

But he ignored him, merely glancing briefly before averting his gaze.

"Fellow Daoist Yin, what exactly did you discover from the immortal-mortal miasma?"

After a long silence between them, Li Fan finally couldn't help but ask.

In his perception, Yin Shangren's cultivation was indeed no different from Foundation Establishment. Even with his true self standing before him at this moment, he felt no danger.

"So it was you who was watching me all this time," Yin Shangren did not answer, but suddenly said this. "I thought it was the heavens."

He suddenly stood up from the ground, patting the dust off his clothes.

Ignoring Li Fan, he walked directly towards the underground room in the center of the island.

As he walked, he said, "Back then, I was just an ordinary, unremarkable Qi Refining Cultivator."

"But one day, it rained in my hometown."

"What was horrifying was that all the Cultivators around me, all the people I knew, all disappeared in that rain. Can you imagine that feeling…?"

"One moment, they were talking to you. But right before your eyes, they just vanished into thin air. The world became utterly silent, and I frantically searched for these missing people. But there was no result whatsoever."

"It was as if only I existed in the world. But I didn't know why only I remained alive."

"And then…"

Yin Shangren arrived at the passage filled with his collections.

His tone inexplicably grew agitated, and with a wave of his hand, he sent out a flame, igniting his collected items one by one.

Li Fan saw this and did not stop him, merely watching Yin Shangren, whose expression seemed to constantly change amidst the dancing flames, continue to speak.

"The rain kept falling. It overflowed from the river, seemingly threatening to drown all the land. And at this time, along with the raindrops, countless corpses also fell from the sky."

"Most were incomplete, just fragments. But there were still some complete skeletons."

"I was almost scared senseless by this utterly terrifying scene, however, when a relatively well-preserved corpse fell before me, I then knew what true fear was."

As he spoke of this, Yin Shangren had already reached the deepest part of the underground chamber.

Light shone, and what appeared before the two of them were countless corpses that looked exactly like Yin Shangren.

Now that Li Fan had advanced to Nascent Soul, he observed even more minutely. In his perception, these corpses seemed to still be alive.

The blurred flesh and blood tissue was undergoing imperceptible蠕动.

Yin Shangren pointed at the corpses strewn across the ground, and a look of madness gradually appeared on his face.

"Yes, the one that fell before me that year was my own corpse!"

"Even, I saw that all the corpses that fell from the sky had faces that looked exactly like mine!"

"And they were all smiling at me!"

Yin Shangren's two voices echoed continuously in the underground chamber. The bizarre facts he narrated sent shivers down one's spine.

"How can such a terrifying thing happen in this world? Can you explain it?" He turned to look at Li Fan, asking blankly.

Li Fan could only remain silent.

"There's something wrong with this world," Yin Shangren looked up at the sky.