Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

The Ancestor Wuwang roared to the heavens, his voice reverberating through the chaos like a thousand thunderclaps, carrying a desperate and resolute madness, as if he were about to unleash all the pent-up frustration in his heart. The Book of Chaos above his head suddenly unfurled, its yellowed pages turning with a clattering sound like the wheels of history grinding across countless ages. Each page evolved into a complete miniature chaos, within which the entire process of the universe's explosion from the singularity, the birth and death of stars, and countless immortal rules intertwined and flowed like dragons, containing the primordial power of creation.

With his command, the first page of the book suddenly flew out, rapidly expanding in the chaos at a speed visible to the naked eye, transforming into a boundless chaotic world. Its edges were swirling with a hazy, primordial purple aura, exuding the aura of the nascent universe. Within, immortal rules were interwoven like a net, airtight, carrying a terrifying power capable of crushing everything and recreating heaven and earth, as it crashed fiercely into the Myriad Immortals Formation!

"Boom..."

A deafening roar, comparable to the Big Bang, tore through the chaos, as countless divine lights collided violently with the primordial world. In that instant, time seemed to stand still, followed by an indescribable energy storm that swept across the land, crushing everything in its path to dust. The divine light of the Myriad Immortals Array crumbled instantly, like a tidal wave struck by a boulder. The dazzling light curtain twisted violently, and the array patterns cracked and snapped like broken chains, emitting mournful cries of unbearable strain. This single blow had actually created a gap tens of light-years wide. The raging chaotic energy from the outside, like sharks smelling blood, surged wildly into the array through the gap, disrupting its internal rules, overturning spacetime, and even twisting light into bizarre arcs, as if entering a distorted dimension.

"Okay! Now!"

The Ancestor Wuwang's eyes lit up as he looked at the gap, a hint of wild joy flashing within them. His figure suddenly transformed into a deep purple streak of light, his speed reaching its peak, trailing a long chaotic tail of flame as he charged fiercely towards the gap. The explosive power gained from burning his essence allowed him to reach the pinnacle of his life, faintly surpassing the speed of a ninth-tier Quasi-Immortal King, leaving a trail of afterimages in the void.

"Trying to leave? Stay here!"

"Immortal Lord Tianheng" snorted coldly, and his immortal power surged into the Myriad Immortals Formation like a floodgate being opened. Instantly, the Myriad Immortals Formation shone brightly, and the scattered divine light regrouped like birds returning to their nests. On one hand, it transformed into a thick wall of light to block the advance of Ancestor Wuwang, while on the other hand, billions of array patterns crawled towards the gap like snakes, repairing the crack at a visible speed. As the divine light flashed, the gap shrank at an astonishing speed, like a giant mouth about to close.

"Roar! Break it for me!"

Seeing the gap shrink and heal under the nourishment of the divine light, the Ancestor Wuwang roared repeatedly, his voice filled with undisguised anxiety and madness, and his burning source energy intensified. The Book of Chaos above his head flipped rapidly again, one page, two pages, three pages... more than a dozen pages flew out in succession, each page transforming into a chaotic world, carrying a world-destroying power, like shooting stars, continuously crashing into the divine light of the myriad immortals in front of him.

"Bang bang bang..."

Amidst the continuous deafening roars, the shockwaves from the collision of the chaotic world and the divine light caused the entire chaotic void to tremble. Using this force, the Ancestor Wuwang surged forward with unstoppable momentum, tearing a temporary passage through the ever-healing wall of light and rapidly approaching the ever-shrinking gap.

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After about half a cup of tea's time.

The Ancestor Wuwang gazed at the impending breach in the grand formation, a surge of wild joy coursing through his heart, his chest practically bursting with rage—just one final step! If he could break through that breach, with the speed he gained by burning his very essence, he could completely break free of the formation's constraints within three breaths. At that point, without the restraint of the Myriad Immortals Grand Formation, even if the "Heavenly Heng Immortal Lord" had any hidden tricks up his sleeve, he wouldn't be able to hold back this ninth-tier Quasi-Immortal King!

At this critical moment—

Within the Primordial Immortal Palace, the cocoon of light slowly dissipated, melting away like ice and snow. The radiant light surrounding Su Mo receded into his body, and his Primordial Immortal Golden Immortal Body stabilized completely at the entry level of the eighth rank. A faint jade-like luster flowed across his skin, and every inch of his flesh seemed to contain a universe within it. He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze seemingly containing the birth and death of the primordial chaos, the rotation of stars. Every movement he made carried an effortless yet powerful force, and even his breath resonated with the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos.

"powerful!"

Feeling the surge of power within him, Su Mo couldn't help but sigh. With a slight movement of his fingertips, wisps of primordial energy emanated, causing subtle ripples in the surrounding void. Currently, his true form alone could rival a late-stage sixth-tier quasi-immortal king; if he cultivated at the same pace as his illusory body, even without the aid of formations or forbidden techniques, he would have the confidence to fight a late-stage ninth-tier quasi-immortal king head-on!

Almost the instant he sensed the changes within his body, his natal immortal soul subconsciously connected with the 1,800 illusory spirit bodies, beginning to synchronize his cultivation with them. A vast power, following the bond of divine thought, surged into each illusory spirit body like rivers flowing into the sea.

In an instant—

The "Heavenly Immortal Lord" was enveloped in a surge of golden light, like a newly risen primordial sun, dazzling and illuminating the chaotic void, dispelling even the deepest darkness. His aura surged once more, directly breaking through the shackles of a ninth-tier Quasi-Immortal King, faintly revealing a hint of the ethereal and majestic presence only an Eternal Immortal King possessed, causing the surrounding chaos to submit to him.

"Om..."

As if summoned, the Myriad Immortals Array lit up with billions of array patterns simultaneously, like billions of stars exploding at once. Its power surged, and the intensity of its divine light increased several times over! Ancestor Wuwang felt the resistance ahead suddenly increase dramatically, as if he were trapped in quagmire. His speed of advance plummeted several times over, as if every inch he moved would crush billions of stars. His immortal body was slightly bent under this pressure. The gap that had been slowly healing was now shrinking at several times the speed before. The divine light at the edge converged like a tide, shrinking by nearly half in the blink of an eye. Ancestor Wuwang had less than a breath left!

"Not good! This old fellow actually has something hidden..." The expression on the face of the Boundless Ancestor changed drastically. The ecstasy in his eyes was instantly replaced by terror, and cold sweat streamed down his forehead, soaking his gray robe. With the tide turning, the distance between him and the gap was slowly widening; there was absolutely no way he could escape before the gap completely healed!

Despair poured over him like ice water, cooling the burning heat of his very being, making his breathing rapid, and causing his immortal soul to utter desperate cries.

"The only solution now is..."

Ancestor Wuwang's eyes sharpened, and he hesitated no longer. A divine thought, condensed to its extreme, broke through the faint crack of the Myriad Immortals Array, like a black lightning bolt, traversing endless space and time, carrying his last hope for survival, and sped towards the direction of Taiyu Star Abyss.

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Taiyu Xingyuan, deep within the Wuwang Tianyuan.

This is the primordial Daoist temple of the Ancestor Wuwang. The chaotic energy here is tens of thousands of times denser than outside, condensing into a visible gray mist, so thick and substantial that even light cannot penetrate it, resembling an eternal darkness. Only occasionally do chaotic lightning serpents traverse the mist, emitting a "hissing" sound, breaking the brief silence. Wherever the lightning serpents pass, the chaotic energy is electrolyzed into tiny specks of light. Deep within the mist stands an ancient stone palace, its body constructed of unknown black rock, its surface covered with traces of billions of years of erosion. The chaotic runes carved on it appear and disappear, emanating a heavy aura that suppresses the void, causing the surrounding chaotic energy to dare not approach, forming a vacuum zone.

In the center of the stone hall, a person sat cross-legged on a chaotic primordial stone that was tens of thousands of feet high. He wore the same gray robe as the Wuwang Ancestor, and his face and temperament were seven or eight parts similar to the original. However, he lacked the maturity of someone who had experienced many vicissitudes and had more sharpness in his eyes. His cultivation was also much weaker, barely crossing the threshold of the sixth-order Quasi-Immortal King.

This person was none other than a Quasi-Immortal King incarnation of the Wuwang Ancestor.

Suddenly, he snapped his tightly closed eyes open, a flash of golden light piercing the darkness of the hall like two sharp swords. He looked towards the direction of the desolate Star Abyss, his face instantly filled with anxiety, even his breathing became erratic: "Damn it! How could this be? I've been forced into this predicament? When did His Highness the Thirteenth Prince acquire such a monster?"

The information contained in that divine thought that transcended time and space exploded in his mind like a thunderclap, chilling him to the bone—even his true self, who had burned his source, could not break through. The opponent's strength was simply beyond imagination, and he was probably not far from becoming a Dao-proving Immortal King!

"This is not the time to hesitate!" The Quasi-Immortal King avatar of the Boundless Ancestor suddenly stood up, his gray robes fluttering without wind. "We must immediately notify the Eighteenth Prince and have him use his last reserves to rescue me, otherwise..."

The consequences could be disastrous.

The next second...

Suddenly, a dense burst of chaotic light erupted from the Quasi-Immortal King avatar of the Wuwang Ancestor, completely enveloping his figure. In a flash of light, his form vanished from the stone hall like a drop of water merging into the ocean, leaving only the slightly trembling chaotic primordial stone and the stone hall returning to deathly darkness.

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