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

Ultimately, the situation arose because the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance failed to accurately estimate the potential population of Dao One Insects dwelling beneath Shilin Prefecture.

The subterranean karst tunnels were a labyrinth of endless twists; their total area was not only comparable to the surface of Shilin Prefecture itself, but they also plunged deeper into the crust without end.

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

It was this massive, hidden nursery that allowed the Dao One Insects to proliferate at such a terrifying speed.

In less than thirty days, they possessed the capacity to drain the spiritual energy of an entire province dry.

“A lone sheet of paper is fragile enough to be torn with a flick, but when stacked high enough, it can halt ten thousand horses and a thousand armies!”

“How could you ever hope to exterminate them all by yourself?”

Li Fan wore a peculiar grin as he sensed that the numbers of the Dao One Insects were actually multiplying, despite the relentless carnage dealt by the Golden Sword Immortal Sage.

...

“Huff... huff...”

The Golden Sword Immortal Sage finally began to feel the weight of exhaustion as he stared at yet another hollowed-out karst cavern.

He had not allowed himself a moment of rest during this entire ordeal. His golden swords had flickered incessantly, lighting up the dark depths and leaving mountains of black insect remains in their wake.

Just how many of these pests had he slaughtered?

Was it a billion? Ten billion?

Even with the vast spiritual power reserves inherent to a Dao Integration Immortal Sage, he was reaching the point of total depletion.

Down here in the deep earth, the sheer volume of black insects was overwhelming.

The spiritual energy in the air was so sparse that he found it impossible to meditate and recover his strength naturally.

Left with no other choice, the Golden Sword Immortal Sage had to consume the spirit stones he carried to slowly replenish his Dantian.

“I haven't felt this miserable in countless years.”

Sitting cross-legged on the stone floor, the Golden Sword Immortal Sage let out a heavy sigh.

Flickers of memory returned to him, reminding him of his time as a Foundation Establishment cultivator exploring ancient Sect ruins with his old comrades.

Suddenly, he stood up abruptly, his face becoming grim.

He finally understood the source of the lingering unease that had plagued him since he entered the Hundred Stone Cave-Heaven.

It was his spiritual intuition—a warning system that had remained silent for centuries.

Three hundred years ago, that very same instinct had made him the only survivor of his exploration party.

Because his life had been so peaceful since reaching his current height, he had almost forgotten what this sense of impending doom felt like.

But now, after all this time, the spiritual alarm was screaming once more!

“This...”

The Golden Sword Immortal Sage felt his heart thumping violently against his ribs.

His mind worked rapidly, and he reached a conclusion instantly.

Ignoring his need for rest, he transformed into a streak of golden light and dove deeper into the subterranean tunnels.

He needed to see the true scale of this Hundred Stone Cave-Heaven for himself!

Three days passed.

The Golden Sword Immortal Sage’s complexion had turned deathly pale.

At his top speed, three days should have been enough to traverse the territories of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance several times over.

Yet, the end of the Hundred Stone Cave-Heaven remained out of reach.

It was as vast as the ocean and as deep as an abyss, seemingly without any boundaries.

A shudder ran through the Golden Sword Immortal Sage as a terrifying vision filled his mind: a world where these caverns overflowed with black insects, pouring out like a dark tide to consume the surface.

“A catastrophe. This is a catastrophe.”

“No, I have to report this to the Alliance headquarters immediately.”

He hurriedly produced a communication talisman, attempting to link with the Alliance leadership.

However, because he had descended too far into the earth, the signal failed to connect.

The dark premonition in his heart intensified.

He pushed his speed to the limit, desperate to escape the underground maze.

But for some reason, the black insects that had previously been dormant, merely absorbing Qi, suddenly went into a frenzy and swarmed toward him.

They were actively trying to block his path.

In that moment, the Golden Sword Immortal Sage realized he was facing a struggle where every step was a battle for survival.

He stopped holding back. Every golden sword he had refined within his body flew out, forming a protective, whirling storm around him.

Anything that blocked his way was instantly ground into fine dust.

With a momentum that nothing could stop, he charged back toward the surface.

The change in the insects' behavior convinced him that a conspiracy was at work.

If this wasn't halted, the disaster wouldn't be limited to Shilin Prefecture; the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance—perhaps the whole Xuanhuang Realm—would be in grave danger!

“Who is the mastermind behind this wicked plot!”

Fury and shock warred in his heart as he accelerated further.

When he finally tore through the final layers of the insect blockade and reached the surface world again,

He was about to send an urgent message to the headquarters when a sudden spiritual sensation caused him to freeze.

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

“The... wind is picking up?”

A strange, inexplicable breeze began to stir across the land.

Then, the wind grew in strength, turning into a howling gale.

The roar of the wind sounded like rolling thunder. The once bright and sunny sky was blotted out by thick, dark clouds in an instant.

Beneath the spreading shadow, every cultivator in Shilin Prefecture felt a chilling sense of doom.

“Hoo!”

A demonic gust tore past, so fierce that even a master like the Golden Sword Immortal Sage stumbled.

Although the wind passed quickly, the implications made the Dao Integration Immortal Sage’s blood run cold.

He thought he could hear the faint, echoing sound of countless wings in the wind.

Yet, he could not see where the wind was coming from.

While he stood there confused, a massive black wave of flying insects suddenly erupted from the earth below.

Carried by the gale, they poured out from the Hundred Stone Cave.

They ascended to the high heavens like clouds of the apocalypse, spreading toward the various prefectures of the Xuanhuang Realm with unstoppable force.

Facing this incomprehensible sea of insects, the Golden Sword Immortal Sage’s protective Qi flickered like a candle in a hurricane.

Horrified, he realized he no longer had the power to stop this disaster.

He could only focus on his own survival.

The swarm emerging from the caves seemed infinite. As far as his eyes could see, there was nothing but the black tide.

Trapped in this nightmare, even moving or breathing felt like an impossible dream.

Even though he wasn't the primary target and was merely being trampled in their path of migration,

The sheer weight of the insect tide caused the Dao Integration Immortal Sage to slowly lose consciousness.

“It’s over...”

In the moment before he blacked out, his final thought wasn't about his life.

Instead, he thought of the crushing accountability he would face from the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance once the disaster was settled.

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

His physical form gradually dissolved, eventually turning into a golden greatsword made of thousands of tiny blades, which fell to the ground with a sharp clang.

In truth, the black insects weren't strong enough to kill a Dao Integration cultivator outright; they could only exhaust him into a coma.

They lacked the power to truly end his life.

However...

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

He retrieved the golden sword, a slight smirk playing on his lips.

Then, with a casual wave of his hand, he placed hundreds of thousands of formation seals upon it.