Only then could it transform into nourishment for the soul.
This was also the reason he had ventured alone into the White Mist.
For others, facing both the demonic sound tide and the Lifespan-Devouring White Mist makes this an extraordinarily dangerous journey. Less than one in ten will make it back. But for me, the odds aren't nearly that grim.
The only thing I fear is a method that can instantly strip me of my ability to resist.
Whether facing the White Mist or the demonic sounds, if I truly encounter any mortal danger, I have time to activate Return to Truth.
Overall, the benefits of this choice far outweigh the risks.
On the contrary, the territories of the Myriad Immortals Alliance, which usually seem risk-free, are fraught with peril when trying to defy the Dao Heart.
A single moment of carelessness might attract the attention of a Dao Unity powerhouse.
As Li Fan pondered, he continued flying toward his destination.
Protected by the Black Death Talisman, which kept the Lifespan-Devouring White Mist at bay, the only thing Li Fan had to worry about was the demonic sound tide that assaulted him from time to time.
Whenever whispers and murmurs reached his ears, Li Fan would stop flying as a precaution.
He would light the Extinction Crystal Lamp, wait quietly for the demonic sounds to weaken, then set off again.
Although surrounded by danger on all sides, Li Fan’s careful progress ensured that the journey was an uneventful one.
Before long, he had been flying through the White Mist for over two days.
The power of five elements within his body formed a self-sustaining cycle, so he didn’t need to worry about running out of spiritual power.
Yet, Li Fan’s expression gradually grew serious.
If the threat were only at this level, Leng Yingyi couldn’t have come to harm.
What did he encounter that kept him from returning?
And where does this growing sense of unease within me come from?
Li Fan grew increasingly wary, releasing his divine sense to probe his surroundings. However, within the sea of mist now devoid of the demonic sound tide, there was only silence.
He searched for a long time but could not find the source of the threat.
Li Fan could only react as situations arose, continuing to fly in the direction of the Eternal Immortal Fortress.
Thus, another two days passed.
Li Fan suddenly halted.
His face turned grim.
Now I finally know why Leng Yingyi never returned. So that’s how it is.
At his pace, flying and pausing along the way, he should have reached the Eternal Immortal Fortress within two days at most.
But four days had now passed since he left Outpost 01-11.
In his perception, the Eternal Immortal Fortress was right there ahead of him, almost within reach.
And yet no matter how far he flew, that distance never closed.
.....
“There are places that seem a hand’s breadth away, yet getting to them is like trying to cross an impassable chasm. They are simply impossible to reach. We call these places within the White Mist Barriers, Lost Domains.”
.....
The words Huangfu Song had once spoken suddenly echoed in Li Fan's ears.
He stopped flying for the moment. Standing suspended in the void, his expression flickered.
Beyond the Roaring Abyss, on the crucial route between Outpost 01-11 and the Eternal Immortal Fortress, a new Lost Domain quietly spawned without anyone’s knowledge, and no one noticed.
Leng Yingyi must have gotten trapped inside it.
And now I have as well.
Li Fan looked forward, as though he could already see the enormous bluestone hand lying just ahead.
But he still couldn’t reach it.
So near, yet separated by a heavenly chasm...
He let out a silent sigh.
Even though he had accidentally fallen into a dire situation, Li Fan had no intention of immediately choosing to Return to Truth.
There were still too many loose ends in this life; giving up now would be a real shame.
And it was also his nature—he was not someone who would yield until every last trace of hope was gone.
So, before his strength was depleted and his provisions ran out, Li Fan resolved to search for a way across this newly formed Lost Domain.
A Lost Domain, in the end, was simply an immensely vast stretch of space.
It wasn’t a true dead end.