Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Cangling Sea, Jiuling Manor, quiet room.

"Whoosh..."

A streak of light swept through the void, carrying with it a barely perceptible wisp of chaotic energy, and landed steadily in Su Mo's palm. As the light dissipated, six tiny figures, each about three inches tall, appeared. They were dressed in various styles: some wore dark gold armor, the lightning on it long since extinguished; others wore long, dark robes, beneath which wraiths huddled like mice. Their eyes still held lingering fear and resentment; these were the six seventh-rank True Immortals suppressed by the Four Symbols Formation. At this moment, they were bound by an invisible force, shrunk to their tiny forms, unable even to twitch their fingertips, and could only stare helplessly at the unfathomable being before them, their eyes filled with despair.

Eighty Chaos Eras have passed, and with the help of numerous high-grade True Immortal Medicines, Su Mo's breakthrough speed has more than doubled. As early as ten Chaos Eras ago, his Primordial Boundless True Immortal Body successfully broke through to the sixth level of the entry stage, and his cultivation level naturally stepped into the sixth-grade perfect True Immortal realm.

The main body's combat power is almost comparable to a mid-stage seventh-grade True Immortal, while the 1,500 illusory spirit bodies, though slightly inferior, are still firmly among the early-stage seventh-grade True Immortals.

Now, ten chaotic eras have passed, and his Primordial Boundless True Immortal Body is not too far from the sixth level of minor completion. His overall strength has also made considerable progress, enough to rival some late-stage or even peak True Immortals of the ninth rank. In the hundreds of cosmic seas nearby, he can be considered to have truly joined the ranks of top powerhouses, able to determine the fate of a cosmic sea with a wave of his hand!

"Six forces of seventh-grade True Immortals..." Su Mo gently toyed with the miniature figure in his palm, his gaze deep and unfathomable. "If I can take them all down and plunder their resources, my breakthrough to the seventh-grade Perfect True Immortal will be a sure thing."

As he spoke, Su Mo's lips slowly curved upwards, revealing a confident smile. The heritage of these six major powers spanned thousands of cosmic eras, their accumulated wealth unimaginable. It was perfect for filling the final gap he needed to break through, helping him step into a new realm in one fell swoop.

next second...

Su Mo slightly closed his eyes, and the chaotic blue light between his brows suddenly shone brightly, like a pulsating chaotic star. With a thought, a divine thought instantly pierced through the shackles of his physical body, crossed the numerous barriers of the nine great cosmic seas, ignored the obstruction of billions of stars, and landed precisely within the territory of the Thousand Edge Sea.

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Qianyahai, in the east.

The middle-aged man in the yellow robe nodded slightly in the direction of Cang Linghai, his gesture conveying absolute deference to the true form. Immediately afterward, the sixty illusory spirit bodies around him transformed into streams of dazzling immortal light, flowing into his body like rivers flowing into the sea. The earth-yellow aura surrounding him suddenly surged, his aura instantly condensing to its peak, as if he had merged with the entire void.

With a single step, ripples spread across the void beneath his feet, tearing open a spatial rift spanning millions of years. With a flick of his body, the middle-aged man in the yellow robe vanished completely into the vast void, leaving no trace.

When he reappeared, he was already standing before a vast continent.

This continent stretches for nearly a billion cosmic years, its vast territory several times larger than that of the Star Sea Continent. Its mountains are majestic, piercing the clouds, their peaks shrouded in mist, where the roars of celestial beasts can be heard. Rivers rush forth like silver dragons weaving across the land, their thunderous roars echoing throughout the universe. Countless stars orbit around it, making it resemble a vast universe, firmly embedded in the boundless void, radiating a profound life force and boundless celestial energy.

The Wind and Thunder Continent is one of the eight seventh-level continents in the eastern part of the Thousand Cliffs Sea. It is also the lair of the Wind and Thunder Immortal Clan, from which the seventh-rank True Immortal wearing dark gold immortal armor originated.

"The Four Symbols Heaven-Suppressing Formation is activated!"

As a profound and mysterious voice of the Great Dao swept across the Wind and Thunder Continent, sixty illusory spiritual bodies instantly emerged from his body, dividing into four groups and shooting out like four streams of light in all directions of the Wind and Thunder Continent.

A group of avatars shimmered with azure light in the east, a group of avatars surged with crimson flames in the south, a group of avatars shone with a sharp silver light in the west, and a group of avatars shone with a deep, dark light in the north. In the hands of the four avatars, the Four Symbols Suppressing Immortal Banners, the natal immortal artifacts of the Four Symbols True Immortals—quasi-eighth-grade True Immortal artifacts—were unfurled simultaneously. The banners fluttered in the wind, emanating a majestic aura that suppressed the universe. In an instant, the entire Wind and Thunder Continent was enveloped within them, forming a vast, net-like Four Symbols Suppressing Heaven Array, making it difficult for even a trace of their aura to leak out.

"The Azure Dragon of the East emerges!"

"The Vermilion Bird of the South has appeared!"

"The White Tiger of the West is approaching!"

"The Black Tortoise of the North has descended!"

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In an instant, the void above the Wind and Thunder Continent churned violently. The Azure Dragon raised its head and swung its tail, its azure scales refracting countless rays of azure light in the void. Where its claws swept, it drew upon endless wood elemental power. The Vermilion Bird flapped its wings and soared high, its crimson feathers scattering a sky full of starlight, each flame containing the power to incinerate all things. The White Tiger roared through the air, its silver-white body striped like crisscrossing blades, radiating an invincible sharpness. The Black Tortoise crouched and sank, its tortoise shell glowing with mysterious patterns, like an unchanging ancient barrier, firmly locking the entire Wind and Thunder Continent in its center.

The phantoms of the four sacred beasts blotted out the sky, almost shrouding the entire Wind and Thunder Continent in shadow. Terrifying auras comparable to mid-stage eighth-grade True Immortals radiated from them, crashing down on the Wind and Thunder Continent like a monstrous wave.

"Crack...knock..."

A crisp sound, like shattering glass, echoed continuously across the Wind and Thunder Continent. Around the continent, the protective array erected by the Wind and Thunder Immortal Clan at the cost of countless resources trembled violently under the pressure of the four sacred beasts. The runes on the light screen melted away like ice and snow, and the array barrier collapsed rapidly at a visible speed, with cracks spreading like a spider web, covering the entire protective shield in the blink of an eye.

"Not good! Enemy attack!"

"This pressure... an eighth-grade True Immortal! This is the pressure of an eighth-grade True Immortal!"

"Damn it! How could this happen? Is the legacy of my Wind and Thunder Immortal Clan, spanning tens of thousands of cosmic eras, going to be destroyed today?"

……

From the depths of the Wind and Thunder Continent came panicked roars, their voices filled with heart-wrenching terror. Endless despair, like a vast curtain of darkness, covered the entire Wind and Thunder Continent at a visible speed, even dimming the stars in the sky, which seemed to be stained by this despair.

Even with the combined strength of the entire Fenglei Immortal Clan, they might not be able to contend with just one Rank 8 True Immortal, let alone the four Rank 8 True Immortal-level Four Symbols Sacred Beasts right now. They're leaving the Fenglei Immortal Clan with absolutely no chance of survival.

at this time……

"Boom..."

The Wind and Thunder Continent trembled violently, as if an ancient star had crashed into the depths of the earth's veins. The mountains of the entire continent hummed, rivers surged backward, and towering waves rose. A terrifying aura, not much weaker than that of the Four Divine Beasts, suddenly rose from the center of the Wind and Thunder Continent. This aura was accompanied by countless golden lightning bolts, which crackled and sparked wherever they passed. Even the oppressive power of the Four Divine Beasts was forced back by a fraction.

The next second...

Then, a majestic middle-aged man, bearing a striking resemblance to the suppressed seventh-rank True Immortal in dark gold armor, rose into the air from the ancestral land at the center of the continent. He wore dark gold armor, and the wind and thunder runes engraved on the armor lit up under the stimulation of his aura. His body rapidly expanded like a balloon—in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a colossal god with a height of 100,000 cosmic years. His head pierced through the clouds, his feet shattered the earth, and his body spanned the heavens and the earth. With each gesture, his divine might was unparalleled, as if he could cover the sky with one hand and split the earth with one foot.

"It's the ancestor!"

"Our clan has not been defeated! Our ancestors will surely protect us!"

......

In an instant, a crack of hope suddenly appeared in the darkness of the hearts of all the Wind and Thunder Immortal Clan members who had fallen into despair. Like drowning people grasping at the only straw, their previously unfocused eyes suddenly sharpened, staring intently at the majestic giant god, their eyes bursting with almost fanatical hope.

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Inside the quiet room of Jiuling Manor.

A sharp glint flashed in Su Mo's eyes, his gaze seemingly piercing through layers of void, landing directly in the direction of the Thousand Cliffs Sea Wind and Thunder Continent. His brows furrowed slightly, a hint of solemnity creeping in: "As expected of a seventh-grade True Immortal power with a history spanning tens of thousands of cosmic eras, its foundation is indeed far superior to that of the Golden Scale Immortal Clan. Using the primordial will of the Wind and Thunder Continent and the dual enhancement of the ancestral land's formation, it can actually unleash power comparable to a mid-stage eighth-grade True Immortal..."

"If this were ten Chaos Eras ago, I would only be a Perfected Fifth-Rank True Immortal. To defeat the Wind and Thunder Immortal Clan, I would inevitably have to reveal most of my trump cards. But now..."

Su Mo gently tapped the petals of the Primordial Black Lotus with his fingertips, producing a soft "tap-tap" sound, and a cold, sharp smile curved his lips.

Before the words were even finished, a sudden change occurred on the Wind and Thunder Continent.

From the four cardinal directions, the fourteen illusory spirits that had been guarding the formation suddenly moved. They transformed into streaks of light, shooting like arrows into the four avatars wielding the Four Symbols Immortal-Suppressing Banners. In an instant, a mysterious Daoist chant resounded within the four avatars, and countless profound runes emerged from their bodies, rapidly combining to form a miniature grand formation—the Eight Desolations and Six Directions, I Alone Am Supreme Formation.

"boom......"

Instantly, the auras of the four illusory spirit bodies surged at a visible speed, breaking through a major realm and directly entering the realm of Eighth-Rank True Immortal. At the same time, the Four Symbols Sacred Beasts also underwent dramatic changes: the Azure Dragon's scales were stained with chaotic colors, the Vermilion Bird's flames transformed into ghostly purple fire, the White Tiger's fangs glowed with primordial light, and the Black Tortoise's shell was engraved with the Zhou Tian pattern. Their power rose in tandem, their oppressive force rivaling that of a peak Eighth-Rank True Immortal, even causing the void to cave inward and groan under the immense pressure.

"Crack!"

The colossal immortal body, towering over 100,000 eons in the center of the Wind and Thunder Continent, trembled violently, and the golden lightning serpents swirling around it instantly dimmed by more than half. The majesty on his face froze, replaced by incredulous horror, and a muffled sound escaped his throat: "Ah... Pfft!"

A mouthful of golden immortal blood spurted from his mouth, cascading like a waterfall onto the Wind and Thunder Continent, dyeing entire mountain ranges golden. His terrifying aura, comparable to a mid-stage eighth-rank immortal, plummeted like a tire punctured by a nail. In just a few breaths, he fell from the eighth-rank True Immortal realm, shrinking back to the peak of the seventh rank. Even maintaining his giant god form became difficult, and his body shrank at a visible speed.

"Ah! Our ancestor!"

"Do not......"

The people of the Wind and Thunder Continent let out heart-wrenching cries, their newly ignited flame of hope instantly extinguished by the icy water of despair. They watched helplessly as the aura of the majestic giant dissipated, and as the oppressive power of the four sacred beasts surged forth like a tidal wave, until the last barrier of the clan's protective formation shattered completely with a crash.

"It's over... My Wind and Thunder Immortal Clan is truly finished..."

A desperate wail suddenly erupted, spreading like a plague. Countless clansmen collapsed to the ground, their hopes extinguished, leaving only boundless fear. The cultivators who had just been cheering were now struck dumb; some suffered mental breakdowns, spitting out blood and fainting, while others knelt on the ground, kowtowing to the void and begging for mercy, their courage to resist completely gone.

At this moment, the four sacred beasts let out a deafening roar and pounced on the ancestor of the Wind and Thunder Immortal Clan. The Azure Dragon tore through his armor with a claw, the Vermilion Bird pierced his shoulder with a peck, the White Tiger shattered his soul defense with a roar, and the Black Tortoise slammed him hard into the ground.

"boom......"

The towering body of the Wind and Thunder Immortal Clan's ancestor crashed heavily into the center of the Wind and Thunder Continent, stirring up clouds of dust and causing the entire continent to tremble. He struggled to get up, but was firmly held down by the phantoms of the Four Sacred Beasts, his immortal power dissipating, leaving him with no strength to resist.

"First one, take it!"

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