My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1065: The World-Destroying Black Tide Rises

Ultimately, the core of the problem lay in the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance’s failure to accurately estimate how many Dao One Insects might be hiding beneath Shilin Prefecture.

The subterranean karst tunnels were an endless labyrinth; their total surface area was not only comparable to the entirety of Shilin Prefecture above, but they also plunged deeper and deeper into the crust of the earth.

Even Li Fan, despite now commanding the massive insect swarm, had not yet fully mapped the true boundaries of the Hundred Stone Cave-Heaven within Shilin Prefecture.

Because they possessed such a colossal breeding ground, the Dao One Insects were able to proliferate with terrifying speed.

In less than thirty days, they were capable of consuming every scrap of spiritual energy within a whole prefecture.

“A single sheet of paper might be thin enough to be flicked away with a finger, but when stacked high enough, it can halt the charge of ten thousand horses and thousands of troops!”

“Acting alone, how could you ever hope to slaughter them all?”

Noticing that the population of Dao One Insects was actually multiplying despite the Golden Sword Immortal Sage’s relentless massacre, a peculiar smile played across Li Fan’s lips.

...

“Huff... huff...”

Staring at yet another emptied karst cavern, the Golden Sword Immortal Sage finally felt a hint of exhaustion creeping in.

He had not allowed himself a single moment of rest during this entire ordeal. Countless golden swords had crisscrossed through the air, brightening one pitch-black cave after another, leaving behind mountains of charred black insect remains.

Just how many of these black bugs had he executed?

A billion? Or perhaps ten billion?

Despite possessing the vast spiritual power reserves of a Dao Integration Immortal Sage, his Dantian was now nearly drained.

Deep within the earth, however, the sheer volume of black insects was overwhelming.

The ambient spiritual energy was so sparse that it was impossible for him to meditate and recover his strength naturally.

Left with no alternative, the Golden Sword Immortal Sage was forced to rely on the spirit stones he carried to slowly replenish his Cultivation.

“It has been many years since I have been reduced to such a pathetic state.”

Sitting cross-legged upon the cave floor, the Golden Sword Immortal Sage let out a weary sigh.

Images from his past surfaced in his mind, reminding him of his days as a Foundation Establishment cultivator exploring ancient Sect ruins with his comrades.

Abruptly, he stood up for no apparent reason, his face clouding over with a grim expression.

He had finally identified the source of that nagging, vague sensation that had haunted him since entering the Hundred Stone Cave-Heaven.

It was a warning from his spiritual intuition—a sensation he hadn't experienced in a very long time.

Three centuries ago, it was this very instinct that had allowed him to emerge as the only survivor of his exploration party.

However, after surviving that catastrophic danger, his path had been smooth and free of disaster. He had almost entirely forgotten what this sense of impending doom felt like.

Until today, after all these years, the spiritual alarm was ringing once more!

“This...”

The Golden Sword Immortal Sage’s heart began to thud violently against his ribs.

His mind raced through the possibilities, and he reached a conclusion instantly.

Casting aside any thought of further rest, he transformed into a streak of golden light and plunged toward the deepest reaches of the underground tunnels.

He needed to see for himself just how massive the scale of this Hundred Stone Cave-Heaven truly was!

Three days passed.

The Golden Sword Immortal Sage’s complexion had turned ashen.

Given his flight speed, three days should have been enough time to traverse the entire territory of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance several times over.

Yet, the exploration of the Hundred Stone Cave-Heaven remained unfinished.

It was as vast as an abyss, as wide as an ocean, and seemingly bottomless. It appeared as though there was no end to it.

A shudder ran through the Golden Sword Immortal Sage's body as a terrifying vision filled his mind: the caverns overflowing with black insects, like a rising tide of seawater, bursting out into the world above.

“A catastrophe... this is a catastrophe.”

“No, I must immediately report these findings to the Alliance headquarters.”

With a sense of urgency, the Golden Sword Immortal Sage pulled out a communication talisman, attempting to link with the Alliance.

However, because he had descended so deep into the earth, the connection could not be established.

The dark premonition in the Golden Sword Immortal Sage’s heart intensified.

He pushed his speed to its absolute limit, desperate to escape the underground tunnels.

But for some reason, the black insects—which had previously been dormant and focused only on absorbing spiritual energy—suddenly fell into a frenzy and swarmed toward him.

They were actively attempting to block his path and stop his ascent.

In this moment, the Golden Sword Immortal Sage truly understood the meaning of being beset by danger at every turn.

He stopped holding back; every golden sword refined within his body was unsheathed simultaneously, forming a lethal orbit around him.

They pulverized every black insect in his way into fine dust.

With an unstoppable force, the Golden Sword Immortal Sage charged back toward the surface.

The sudden change in the insects' behavior made him certain that a conspiracy was at work here.

If this were not halted immediately, the fallout would not be contained within Shilin Prefecture. The entire Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, and perhaps even the whole Xuanhuang Realm, would face a devastating blow!

“Who is the mastermind behind this atrocious plot!”

Fury and shock battled within the Golden Sword Immortal Sage’s heart as he accelerated further.

When he finally tore through the final layers of the insect blockade and emerged into the sunlight once more,

He was just about to send an emergency report to the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance headquarters when a sudden spiritual sensation caused him to freeze.

The Golden Sword Immortal Sage looked up, reaching out toward the sky with his left hand.

“The... wind is picking up?”

An inexplicable breeze began to sweep across the landscape.

The wind grew steadily stronger, its intensity rising by the second.

The howling air began to roar like thunder, echoing loudly across the sky.

The previously bright and sunny heavens were instantly blotted out by thick, suffocating layers of dark clouds.

As the shadows fell, every cultivator within Shilin Prefecture felt a heavy sense of doom settle in their hearts.

“Hoo!”

A demonic wind shrieked past; its power was so great that even a Dao Integration expert like the Golden Sword Immortal Sage struggled to keep his footing.

Though the demonic wind passed in a flash, the implications of its arrival turned the Immortal Sage’s blood to ice.

He thought he could hear the faint, scuttling sound of the wind in his ears.

Yet, he could find no physical trace of the wind's source.

While he stood there in confusion, a black tidal wave of countless flying insects suddenly erupted from the ground below.

Carried by the wind, they poured out of the Hundred Stone Cave in a massive surge.

They soared toward the high heavens like clouds of the apocalypse, spreading relentlessly toward the neighboring prefectures of the Xuanhuang Realm.

Faced with this immeasurable ocean of black insects, the Golden Sword’s protective Qi was like a fragile reed in a hurricane, on the verge of snapping.

The terrified Golden Sword Immortal Sage no longer had the spirit to fight the disaster.

He could only focus his remaining strength on ensuring his own survival.

The insects emerging from the cave seemed bottomless. As far as his eyes could see, there was nothing but the black swarm.

Trapped in this nightmare of the black tide, even moving or breathing felt like an impossible dream.

Even though he wasn't the primary target of the insects, he was being crushed simply because he stood in the path of their migration.

Under the weight of the boundless insect sea, the Dao Integration Immortal Sage gradually felt his consciousness fading away.

“It’s all over...”

In the final heartbeat before he blacked out, the Golden Sword Immortal Sage’s first thought wasn't for his own life.

Instead, he feared the inevitable interrogation and accountability from the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance once the insect plague was eventually dealt with.

“Damn it, if I had known, I never would have accepted this miserable mission.”

His physical form began to blur and fade, eventually reverting into a golden longsword forged from thousands of tiny blades, which hit the ground with a sharp metallic clang.

Indeed, the individual strength of the black insects was only enough to exhaust a Dao Integration cultivator and induce a coma.

They lacked the power to truly kill such a being.

But...

Li Fan’s silhouette stepped out from the black tide.

He reached down and retrieved the golden longsword, a thin smile touching his lips.

Then, with a casual wave of his hand, he began to layer hundreds of thousands of formation restrictions upon it.