Infinite Save: I Cultivate Immortality Through Reincarnation

Silence of death.

All the disciples from the Internal Affairs Hall standing outside the courtyard ignored the corpse of Supervisor Zhao lying face-up on the ground.

They all simply fixed their gazes on Chen Yan, who had just walked out of the courtyard and was still holding the hand gesture for the Kongshan Finger.

"Supervisor Chen."

Beside him, Li the administrator, who had just been talking with Supervisor Zhao, bowed respectfully toward Chen Yan with a courteous smile.

The atmosphere in the air at this moment was extremely eerie.

Especially since Supervisor Zhao's body lay dead right in front of Chen Yan, in full view of everyone.

Even a moment ago, Administrator Li had been laughing and chatting with Supervisor Zhao.

But now…

"What are you all doing here?"

Chen Yan asked Administrator Li.

"Supervisor Zhao told us to come here to clean Elder Wen's courtyard and to replace the immortal dew and the meals."

Administrator Li replied respectfully.

"Where is Supervisor Zhao?"

Chen Yan asked again.

"…"

Administrator Li in front of him fell silent and said nothing.

Chen Yan lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at the corpse at his feet, the body that his Kongshan Finger had punched a hole through at the chest.

Supervisor Zhao was also in the Passable God Realm, even a slightly higher substage than Chen Yan — a mid-stage Passable God cultivator.

But he could not withstand the Kongshan Finger Chen Yan unleashed that combined the Hidden Immortal Art’s Clear Rainbow with the Kongshan Art.

Not to mention, he had no preparation at all.

Even though Supervisor Zhao had been killed by Chen Yan in full view of everyone, the Tian Ding Mountain disciples present all treated it as if they could not see it.

So Chen Yan grabbed a miscellaneous disciple from the Internal Affairs Hall standing nearby and shoved him toward Administrator Li.

"Administrator Li, who is he?"

Administrator Li showed a smile, then bowed respectfully toward Chen Yan.

"To Supervisor Chen—this miscellaneous disciple is named Duan Mao, he is a—"

Crack!

After a sound like a bottle opening, Duan Mao’s temple was pierced through by Chen Yan’s Kongshan Finger.

Blood splattered on Administrator Li’s face, yet he continued smiling, smiling as if nothing had happened.

"Who is he?"

Chen Yan continued to press.

"I do not know which 'he' you mean, Supervisor Chen—"

"This one."

Chen Yan pushed the corpse of the miscellaneous disciple he was holding forward, letting it collide with Administrator Li.

Administrator Li stood motionless, allowing the corpse to tumble against him, then slump limply at his feet.

"…"

As expected, Administrator Li remained silent.

"Supervisor Chen, is there anything else?"

After a few breaths, Administrator Li asked Chen Yan.

"Convey my regards to Supervisor Zhao."

Chen Yan said only that, then stepped away and left the scene.

"I will."

Administrator Li answered.

On the ground, Supervisor Zhao's corpse and the corpse of that miscellaneous disciple named Duan Mao were completely ignored by everyone.

No, not ignored.

They were genuinely invisible.

Chen Yan quickened his pace and walked toward the Internal Affairs Hall.

He still had an experiment to carry out.

"Sister Jing."

He called to Jing Miao, who was still busy.

"Yes?"

Jing Miao turned around, her brow slightly furrowing.

"Go call Supervisor Zhao for me, I have something to tell him."

Chen Yan said.

"Understood."

There was a trace of displeasure on the young woman's cheek, but she obeyed Chen Yan’s instruction and stepped out of the Internal Affairs Hall.

Chen Yan waited.

"Supervisor Chen, I heard you asked for me?"

Supervisor Zhao’s brisk voice came from outside, then the living, smiling Supervisor Zhao strode into the Internal Affairs Hall.

"What is it?"

Looking at Supervisor Zhao standing before him, Chen Yan fell silent for a moment, then finally spoke.

"Supervisor Zhao, do you remember that we met earlier today?"

"Of course I remember."

Supervisor Zhao replied.

"When was that?"

"Just a short while ago. Outside Elder Wen's residence. Supervisor Chen, you said you wanted to go in and visit Elder Wen. What's the matter, Supervisor Chen? You have a poor memory for someone of importance?"

Supervisor Zhao teased with a laugh.

"After I left Elder Wen's residence, what happened?"

"…" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Silence.

Supervisor Zhao suddenly fell quiet, completely ignoring Chen Yan's question.

Chen Yan already understood.

His guess had been correct.

He was not truly transported back more than sixty thousand years. Instead, he was inside a phantasm constructed jointly by Heavenly Summit Palace and fragments of the Heavenly Summit Mirror.

Everything he did here could not affect the real past, because the Internal Affairs Hall supervisor Chen Yan inside the Water Mirror Pavilion was merely an immersive-audience role created by Heavenly Summit Palace and the fragments of the Heavenly Summit Mirror.

As for the others, they were puppets inside the illusion.

They had no ties to Chen Yan’s past, which was why they directly ignored him when he asked questions.

Moreover, all of Chen Yan’s unexpected actions could not influence anything within this illusion.

Just like now, Supervisor Zhao standing before him could die and come back to life.

Entering the Heavenly Summit Palace while carrying a fragment of the Heavenly Summit Mirror would allow one to learn the truth of Heavenly Summit Mountain’s destruction and to remove the Cause of Calamity.

That was the intelligence Mr. You had given Chen Yan.

Presumably, whether it was the truth about Heavenly Summit Mountain's destruction or the method to remove the Cause of Calamity, both were hidden within this illusion.

But since it was an illusion, Chen Yan could more boldly explore for the truth.

As for the next step…

Elder Wen Mian.

Chen Yan could not ignore Elder Wen Mian, because a Dao Union great power suddenly going mad could not be a simple matter.

More importantly, when Chen Yan questioned Elder Wen Mian about himself, Elder Wen had no reaction.

Elder Wen Mian was the only anomaly Chen Yan encountered within the Heavenly Summit Mountain illusion.

Perhaps Elder Wen had some connection to the truth of Heavenly Summit Mountain’s destruction.

That was Chen Yan’s suspicion.

Every day at the You hour, Elder Wen would turn his head and mutter eerie, terrifying syllables into the air.

He seemed as if he wanted to tell someone something.

But Chen Yan could not understand what was being said at all.

Chen Yan recalled the strange syllables Elder Wen mumbled and had a persistent hypothesis.

The mirror image was inverted.

If the phantasm he now occupied was constructed by the Heavenly Summit Mirror, then he too was in an inverted state.

Elder Wen Mian, who was not controlled by the illusion, was in the normal orientation.

In other words, could it be possible that everything Elder Wen said was spoken backwards?

Each syllable, each tone, completely reversed, thus becoming those bizarre syllables.

If Chen Yan restored them, would he uncover the truth?

With that thought, Chen Yan tried to decode what Elder Wen had been saying, hoping to extract useful information.

The first task was to record every syllable Elder Wen had uttered, then attempt to completely reverse both the syllable order and the intonation.

This was no simple task.