My Longevity Simulation Chapter 1164: Overturning Heaven and Earth with One Hand

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Previously on My Longevity Simulation...
Li Ping unveiled detailed intelligence on dissenters within the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance and strategic small worlds, convincing Daoist Hundred Flowers of his formidable preparations against the alliance. Overwhelmed by the revelations, she swiftly agreed to join the Holy Dynasty and accepted the daunting task of relocating the immense Five Elements Great Cave-Heaven. Her doubts about vulnerability post-task evaporated under Li Ping's calm assurance, only for stone puppets radiating ancient calamity auras to appear, followed by three sacred yet terrifying True Immortal Character Scripts that filled her with instinctive dread and accusations of suicidal folly.

Daoist Hundred Flowers averted her gaze, her form quivering as she refused to utter a word.

Li Ping lingered in anticipation for an extended period, yet Hundred Flowers displayed no shift in her resolve. He released a faint sigh and pulled back the three True Immortal seal characters floating beside him.

“Very well, if Fellow Daoist is unwilling, I will not force the issue.”

“After all, not everyone has the courage to pry into True Immortal power in such a way…”

“Regarding the relocation of the Five Elements Great Cave-Heaven, does Fellow Daoist have any difficulties?” Li Ping shifted back to the core matter and inquired.

As the overwhelming pressures emanating from those powers faded around her, Daoist Hundred Flowers gradually regained her composure from the earlier terror.

The manner in which Holy Emperor Li Ping now questioned carried a subtle shift from his previous tone. Hundred Flowers understood that another refusal would genuinely provoke this lunatic. Therefore, she reluctantly consented.

“Fellow Daoist, please set off as soon as possible. Oh, right: since the destination is unfamiliar territory, for safety’s sake, I will send one of my disciples to accompany you.” Li Ping remarked offhandedly.

Upon laying eyes on the “disciple” mentioned by Li Ping, Daoist Hundred Flowers felt a chill crawl over her scalp, her frame shuddering anew.

“This is…”

Despite Hundred Flowers’ extensive encounters, including the firsthand downfall of numerous realms, she struggled to come to terms with it right then: a form that looked utterly like a regular human’s on the outside, but inside consisted of countless squirming unknown minuscule bugs. Every one of these bugs operated as a separate entity with its own distinct mind, yet collectively they assembled into a “human” being.

The tingling sensation on Daoist Hundred Flowers’ scalp stemmed not from fear of the infinite, repulsive bugs. Rather, it was a reflexive response from her physique.

These bugs appeared to hold an innate suppression over forms built solely from energy.

Though she stood at the Longevity Immortal Realm and kept some distance from these bugs, Hundred Flowers still experienced a abrupt wave of agitation and discomfort surging inside her. It persistently signaled her, compelling her to keep a wide berth from this bug-person.

“You can call him [Dao One].” Li Ping replied without direct relevance.

“Do not worry: although Dao One’s strength is somewhat lacking, he possesses quite a few peculiar abilities. With his assistance, Fellow Daoist should find relocating the Five Elements Great Cave-Heaven much easier.”

Faced with this, Daoist Hundred Flowers forced herself to nod faintly. Guided by Dao One, she proceeded directly toward Tianling Prefecture.

Li Ping observed the pair’s departure, yet no satisfaction filled his heart from bending a Longevity Immortal Realm powerhouse with mere words.

“My own strength is still insufficient. I can only rely on external objects to intimidate. If I could wield the Source Power Essence, there would be no need for such trouble.”

Dao One represented a unique strain of the Dao One Insects stored inside the Ten Thousand Beasts Condensation Crystal.

Regardless of how greatly the swarm’s numbers grew, it could perpetually sustain a cohesive group consciousness. Even more vital, these Dao One Insects went beyond just generating spiritual energy.

They could infest within spiritual energy, multiply by drawing from it, and slowly evolve into entities resembling spiritual energy itself.

Given ample conditions for external growth, [Dao One] required merely around a year to transmute the spiritual energy across a whole small world into “itself.”

This whole transformation occurred completely without notice, not even disrupting the diverse beings in that world who depended on spiritual energy to live.

Not even cultivators of lesser power could perceive it.

Merely those at the Nascent Soul Realm, who had established their own internal Cave-Heaven, could detect this altered spiritual energy.

Li Fan sent forth the [Dao One], cultivated from a fragment of his own awareness, to the Five Elements Great Cave-Heaven exactly to allow its evolution there.

Exploiting the immense volume of spiritual energy in the Five Elements Great Cave-Heaven, it would generate a colossal quantity of altered spiritual energy potent enough to unsettle the entire Xuanhuang Realm.

In typical circumstances, Dao One could never thrive within the Xuanhuang Realm.

Should the alteration of spiritual energy surpass a specific threshold, it would surely draw the attention of cultivators and get relayed to the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance.

While dealing with it might pose some hassle, wiping out these bugs presented no real challenge to the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance.

Nevertheless, from initial detection to full containment, a definite interval for response was necessary.

With a broad enough base in numbers, it could accomplish a total substitution of the Xuanhuang Realm's spiritual energy prior to the cultivators mounting any effective counter.

This strategy of severing the foundation served as one of Li Fan's lethal ploys crafted for striking back at the Xuanhuang Realm.

Once the spiritual energy attained self-awareness and learned to identify allies from enemies.

The edge that the Federation of All Worlds' cultivators would hold over the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance's forces in confrontations would undoubtedly exceed a mere slight advantage.

“Dare to make the sun and moon change to a new sky.”

“The aura of this Xuanhuang Realm is too decayed; it's time to give them a harsh lesson.”

As Li Fan's clone, Holy Emperor Li Ping had his recollections of [Truth] removed.

In his own view, he emerged as a consciousness spawned from the Xuanhuang Realm's frantic bid for self-rescue during the apocalyptic peril, a creation of chance and destiny.

The so-called destined Holy Man.

He grasped nearly every profound secret of the Xuanhuang Realm with clarity.

He had even anticipated myriad potential dooms for himself.

And his supreme aim remained to upend the skies and renew the lands, freeing the Xuanhuang Realm from the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance's rotten dominion.

Holy Emperor Li Ping was convinced that realizing this ambition lay not distant at all.

...

The championship round of the inaugural Great Qi Fishing Competition kicked off officially.

A set of ten elite entrants would showcase their angling prowess directly in front of the Holy Emperor.

At first, all three of the Holy Emperor's pupils joined the contest, but ultimately, only the straightforward Wang Xuanba progressed to the finals.

This clearly reinforced the competition's impartiality.

Stepping through a round portal of light, following a spell of vertigo, the ten competitors emerged into what seemed like a utterly mundane garden.

The mighty Faceless Holy Emperor perched beside a modest pond nearby, his eyes shut in serene angling.

The majority of the ten had never beheld the Holy countenance prior. Refraining from interrupting him, they bowed their heads in nervous eagerness.

After a considerable duration, the Holy Emperor suddenly drew in his line.

To the slight astonishment of the onlookers, what emerged from the pond was no sort of fish.

Instead, a pale sphere of light.

With a casual motion, the Holy Emperor pocketed the light sphere, then faced the ten skilled fishers and outlined the contest's guidelines.

“In this pond, I have placed countless treasures.”

“One rod per person, one chance.”

“The higher the quality of the treasure fished out, the better the score.”

...

These declarations stirred waves of thrill in the participants' hearts.

For the Holy Emperor had vowed that regardless of placement, the retrieved treasures would remain theirs!

Under the group's fervent expectation, Wang Xuanba, being the Holy Emperor's apprentice, went first.

Wang Xuanba had never visited this particular fishing pond previously.

He lingered in a stupor for a prolonged spell before pulling up his line.

Ultimately, his grasp clutched at empty air.

A bare hook!

This outcome plunged Wang Xuanba into profound disappointment.

Yet witnessing it, the rest felt a profound jolt. They comprehended that the Holy Emperor's examination of fishing skills far surpassed the simplicity of routine angling. Successively, they stiffened with concentration.

As each stepped forward in sequence to the fishing pond, ultimately, one purple, three blue, and five white light spheres were drawn from its depths.