My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1122: Deploying the Great Formation Across the Worlds
Previously on My Longevity Simulation...
Zhang Fu had heard plenty about the terrifying aspects of the Nether Prison long before.
In the recent round of brutal torments he'd just gone through, he truly sensed the dreadfulness of the penalties inflicted here.
Having listened to Kou Hong's statements and seen with his own eyes how several cultivators were tormented until they lost their minds and ceased to resemble humans, he knew full well that he couldn't possibly withstand the agonies of this place. So, he promptly consented to Kou Hong's proposal.
"If push comes to shove and it's impossible, I can always renege on the deal and betray this guy." Zhang Fu mused inwardly.
Yet, all of his sneaky plans fell apart the moment he recited the oath alongside Kou Hong.
"True Immortal of Salvation?" Initially, Zhang Fu paid no mind to this so-called True Immortal, but soon enough, any flicker of disloyalty in his thoughts triggered a strange foreboding of imminent catastrophe.
It was at that point Zhang Fu realized he had truly stepped onto a thief's vessel.
Following that, Kou Hong and Zhang Fu gradually kicked off their scheme to infiltrate the Nether Prison.
Whenever a fresh captive arrived and faced the inhuman cruelties that nearly shattered their mind, Kou Hong would step in precisely when needed.
Bathed in the divine light of the True Immortal of Salvation, these inmates eagerly pledged themselves to the secret breakout group, clutching it like their final lifeline.
Meanwhile, the long-term inmates who still clung to some semblance of sanity turned into Kou Hong's key focuses for recruitment efforts.
Still, these cultivators, locked away for ages, grew wary and mistrustful of all around them. Convincing each one demanded heaps of patience and work.
Luckily, the fresh recruits jumped in to help out too.
As a result, their takeover of the Nether Prison advanced at a decent clip.
Three years passed.
Within the endless cries echoing through the shadowy depths of the prison, the hushed talks among the breakout crew stayed hidden.
"Brother Kou, how much longer must we hold out?"
"Yeah, aside from the innermost sections of the Nether Prison, pretty much every other zone is under our brothers' control now. Outwardly, the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance still runs things. But in truth, the moment Brother Kou says the word, the whole Nether Prison flips to us."
"Thanks to the True Immortal of Salvation's divine power shielding us over these years, we've all regained our powers. A few brothers have even broken through to higher levels. One Dao Integration, sixteen Soul Transformations, more than a hundred Nascent Souls... The guards here don't stand a chance against that."
"Heh heh, it's not only about getting our cultivation back. The True Immortal of Salvation's divine power lets us sneak in all sorts of goods from outside without a trace. Those gourmet treats I'd been dreaming of for so long? I've indulged in them plenty lately."
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The group buzzed with lively chatter, yet when it came to breaking free from the Nether Prison together, confidence brimmed in every voice.
In those three years, after beholding countless wonders from the True Immortal of Salvation, they had all turned into devoted followers.
The talk dragged on for quite a while until Kou Hong finally chimed in: "Sparking the rebellion is straightforward, but figuring out what happens next after we break out matters far more. The second the Nether Prison falls, the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance will snap into action with a massive hunt and roundup."
"They won't give us a lot of breathing room, so we must map out our post-escape strategy carefully beforehand."
Kou Hong's words left the assembly momentarily speechless.
“The future arrangements?”
“Is it the command from the True Immortal of Salvation?”
Even after three years in the group, they only knew about the True Immortal of Salvation and Mortal Compassion.
The organization's real name and its actual goals remained a total mystery to them.
So, with eager eyes, they all turned to Kou Hong.
“Yes, it's the True Immortal of Salvation's test. Passing it is the only way to truly join as a believer and full member.” Kou Hong spoke with a tone brimming with holy purpose.
Then, he shared a vast array setup, complete with a chart, among the group.
“Heaven and Earth Myriad Spirits Great Formation?” The name alone sent a shiver through the hearts of the Nether Prison's cultivators.
As described, this array could blanket the skies and lands while linking to countless domains.
Next, the group pored over the chart.
It showed the regions across the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance's domain, dotted with over a hundred tiny marks.
As their spiritual senses probed those glowing points, the crowd recoiled in shock, realizing each marked a separate minor realm.
Just then, Kou Hong added: “The True Immortal's challenge isn't overly tough. It just takes a bit of time.”
“Head to those minor realms and erect this Heaven and Earth Myriad Spirits Great Formation. When each one finishes, they'll link up on their own into a web of arrays. That way, we'll instantly sense everyone's status...”
Kou Hong laid out the instructions with utmost seriousness.
Spotting the uncertainties among some members, he clarified: “Rest easy. These chosen minor realms house only mortals. Your power levels will let you dominate them quickly. The True Immortal of Salvation has granted the divine tool Heaven and Earth Furnace to help reshape those realms...”
“In essence, the real test here is your determination and devotion.”
Faced with the trial's exact demands, the cultivators sank into thought.
Yet, the True Immortal of Salvation's influence had quietly shaped them over time, and with the certainty of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance's pursuit after jailbreak, ducking into mortal minor realms didn't seem like such a poor choice.
Soon enough, they embraced the task without second thoughts and started hashing out the finer points.
Once they'd divided up the minor realms, they dove deep into talks on managing any surprises post-escape from the Nether Prison.
Three months on, as Immortal Alliance wardens dragged in yet another escapee, ready to slam him into a towering pillar cell for restraint and suffering.
To his terror, he watched thousands of pillars in the Nether Prison crack apart one after another.
Myriad savage and merciless inmates, their gazes burning with savage intent, fixed on him simultaneously.
Overwhelmed by the torrent of murderous aura, his form and spirit disintegrated right there.
The responders who hurried in to quell the chaos—the foggy wardens and Immortal Alliance experts—got ripped apart in an instant.
“Break through, don't hang back!”
With Kou Hong's sharp command, the throng burst from the Nether Prison like wild animals unleashed from captivity.
Every barrier array might as well have been air.
The inmates, tasting freedom's light once more, bellowed to unleash their pent-up thrill. But they didn't pause; after a quick bearings check, they streaked off toward their assigned minor realms.
In the mere flash of an eye, the swarm of brutal offenders vanished completely.
Shortly after, the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance's special agents got wind of it and arrived with forces to probe the scene.
Finding the safeguard arrays untouched by brute force, fury twisted their faces.
Squads of dark-garbed cultivators tracked the fugitives' paths and launched after them.