Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Yuan Jin Immortal King gazed at the illusory figure confronting him in the center of the Myriad Immortals Formation, feeling the surging Immortal King pressure emanating from the other—that power was as solid as cast iron, already faintly touching the threshold of a first-order perfected Eternal Immortal King, not much different from the aura he himself had generated by borrowing the will of the Immortal Kingdom. A flash of disbelief and anger first crossed his blood-red pupils, as if he had been slapped hard across the face. Then, a trace of hesitation quietly crept into the depths of his eyes, like a stone thrown into a lake, rippling outwards.

"Should I fight this battle or not?" He asked himself repeatedly, the question echoing in his mind, causing the barriers of his consciousness to tingle slightly.

If the opponent were merely a late-stage First-Order Eternal Immortal King, he might have a chance to lay a trap and completely capture them, taking advantage of the Yuan Jin Immortal Kingdom's terrain. However, the strength displayed by this illusory spirit before him clearly indicated that it had already reached the Perfect First-Order realm. Therefore, even if he exhausted the supreme will of his Immortal Kingdom, he could at most only defeat it. If the opponent was determined to escape, with that strange Primordial Escape Technique, he had absolutely no chance of completely capturing it, and even severely injuring it would be extremely difficult.

Once such a deadly enmity is formed, the other party will undoubtedly become a major threat to the Yuanjin Immortal Kingdom. He will likely have to remain holed up within the kingdom's territory for a long time, proceeding cautiously to avoid giving this Perfect Immortal King any opportunity to exploit him. It must be understood that without the protection of the Yuanjin Immortal Kingdom and the support of its will, his own cultivation is only that of a slightly stronger late-stage First-Order Eternal Immortal King, far from being a match for a Perfect First-Order Immortal King. At that point, he will be completely at the mercy of the enemy.

"call......"

Yuan Jin Immortal King finally took a deep breath, the golden energy surging in his chest gradually calming down like a tamed wild horse. He suppressed the raging anger in his heart, even softening his voice slightly, carrying a hint of compromise, like a taut bowstring loosening slightly: "Fellow Daoist, there is no irreconcilable enmity between us, why must we escalate to this point, resulting in mutual destruction? As long as you are willing to hand over my son and the others, I can wipe the slate clean of our previous grievances, and from now on, we will live in peace, with no further interaction. What do you say, fellow Daoist?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura that had surged around him subsided by a third, like the tide slowly receding. Even the illusory image of the billions upon billions of... cosmic territories behind him faded slightly, as if deliberately showing his sincerity for peace and unwilling to completely break off relations.

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The Primordial World, the Primordial Immortal Realm.

Su Mo sat upright on the enlightenment futon. Through the vision of the Myriad Immortals Array, he clearly saw the changes in the expression of the Yuan Jin Immortal King, who was billions of years away. His eyes flashed, and a cold smile appeared on his lips, with a hint of mockery: "These old things who have lived for billions of years are really good at bending and stretching. One second they want to grind people to dust, and the next second they can suppress their anger and talk about reconciliation."

"If I were truly just an ordinary first-order Immortal King, I might actually be swayed by this old fellow's words and release the Thirteenth Prince and the others, thus settling this matter and preventing further trouble." Su Mo lightly flicked his fingertips, and a point of light condensed from Primordial Purple Qi flowed between his fingers, its brilliance perhaps revealing its true nature.

Below the Celestial King, all are but ants!

Even a ninth-tier Quasi-Immortal King is nothing more than a slightly larger ant in the eyes of an Immortal King. To completely break ties with an Eternal Immortal King for the sake of a group of ants is certainly not a wise move.

"Unfortunately, I am no ordinary Immortal King!"

Su Mo's gaze sharpened instantly. Those quasi-Immortal Kings were crucial to his breakthrough to the tenth and eleventh ranks of Golden Immortal; how could he just let them go? Even if Immortal King Yuan Jin had only shown a little goodwill, even if Immortal King Yuan Jin had knelt down and begged him right now, he would never give in easily.

The next second...

Su Mo's mind stirred slightly, and his illusory spiritual body within the Myriad Immortals Formation took a sudden step forward, causing the chaotic energy beneath his feet to explode. His gaze, like two primordial divine spears, locked firmly on Immortal King Yuan Jin, and his voice, resounding through the formation and across the chaos, carried an undeniable resolve: "Immortal Kings cannot be insulted! Since they dared to offend my Immortal Realm, they must pay the price! There is absolutely no way I will release them!"

Before the words were finished, the Primordial Purple Qi around Lingxu Phantom Body surged once more, and the Primordial God and Demon phantoms within the Thousand Gods Formation roared in unison. The light screen of the Myriad Immortals Formation also expanded dramatically, showing signs of launching an attack.

Seeing this, the bloodlust in Immortal King Yuanjin's eyes intensified, the crimson almost devouring his entire pupils, and even the corners of his eyes cracked with fine bloodstains. He clenched his fists tightly, and the aura he had been suppressing stirred once more, like a volcano about to erupt, suppressing destructive power: "Fellow Daoist, do you really intend to be so heartless? I will ask you one last time, my son and the others, will you hand them over or not?"

The last few words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a sense of impending doom, as if he would immediately attack if the other party said "no" again.

Upon hearing this, Lingxu's illusory body curled into a cold smile, devoid of any warmth, only indifference towards the threat before him, as if he were looking at a clown. He slowly raised his hand, his five fingers spread, and the Primordial Purple Qi in his palm condensed into a constantly rotating miniature chaos, within which the phantom of creation could be vaguely seen. The pure and turbid energies rose and fell in the chaos, and the Dao sound was faint, carrying the power of creation and destruction.

"Hand over the person?" The voice of the illusory spirit was like the clash of ice and iron in the primordial chaos, carrying a sharp edge that cut through all hesitation, each word ringing out, "Old man Yuan Jin, do you think I'm bargaining with you? Don't say it once, even if you ask a thousand or ten thousand times, I will only have one answer—wishful thinking!"

"Fine! What wishful thinking!" Upon hearing this, Immortal King Yuan Jin laughed in fury, his laughter causing the chaotic energy to surge violently. The last trace of hesitation in his eyes was swallowed by overwhelming rage. "Since you insist on fighting me to the death, then I will grant your wish! Today, I will make you pay the price for your arrogance!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand, and the colossal body, hundreds of billions of cosmic years high, suddenly tensed up. The illusory image of the territory behind him, spanning billions of cosmic years, instantly solidified, and the outlines of countless immortal cities became clearly visible. The power of faith of billions of people transformed into a golden pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and earth, like a rushing celestial river, and poured into his palm.

"Power of the Immortal Kingdom, suppress!"

With a furious roar, the Immortal King Yuanjin slammed the pillar of light, which contained the very essence of the Yuanjin Immortal Kingdom, forward. The pillar transformed in mid-air into a colossal golden axe, billions of eons long, its blade inscribed with countless imperial runes. Each rune represented a rule of the Yuanjin Immortal Kingdom, carrying the supreme domineering power of "I am the state," tearing through chaos and ruthlessly slashing down upon the illusory figure of Lingxu at the center of the Myriad Immortals Array.

Before the giant axe even reached him, the axe wind had already pulverized the Primordial Purple Qi surrounding Lingxu's illusory body. The light screen of the Myriad Immortals Array was pressed inward by this force, emitting a creaking sound as it could not bear the weight. The Great Dao runes on the array wall shattered one after another, as if they would completely collapse in the next second.

The dragon aura of national fortune surrounding Immortal King Yuan Jin transformed into nine golden dragons that blotted out the sky, roaring and coiling around the giant axe. The dragon claws tore through the void, and the dragon breath burned the laws, together with the giant axe, forming a world-destroying strike, determined to completely crush the illusory body of Ling Xu with a single blow.

"You don't have the ability to take my life." The illusory body of the spirit clashed head-on, refusing to yield an inch. The immortal power within his body surged like a tsunami, and the primordial phantom around him suddenly solidified. Amidst the churning of pure and turbid energies, it transformed into a primordial barrier spanning billions of eons. Its surface flowed with the Dao patterns of creation and destruction, each pattern containing the immense power of creation and destruction in chaos, and it crashed fiercely against the golden giant axe spanning billions of eons.

"clang......"

A deafening roar, like the clash of metal, reverberated through the chaos. The moment the golden axe collided with the primordial barrier, countless rays of golden and purple light scattered wildly. The imperial runes on the axe blade and the primordial Dao patterns on the barrier annihilated each other, emitting a sizzling burning sound.

The giant axe was firmly blocked in the void, its blade embedded in the barrier for millions of years, unable to advance any further. The nine golden dragons roared madly, their claws tearing sparks from the barrier, yet they could not tear it apart. Lingxu Phantom stood behind the Primordial Barrier, his body trembling slightly from the impact of the immense force, but his eyes remained as cold as iron, firmly withstanding this fatal blow.

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"For now, we'll defend. Once I've completely obliterated that old bastard, it will be his end." Inside the Hongmeng Immortal Palace, Su Mo's gaze swept over the figures engaged in fierce battle in the chaos, landing on Yuan Jin Immortal King, who was frantically unleashing the power of his immortal kingdom to attack. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and then, his mind sank, his consciousness merging into his natal immortal domain.

Deep within the Immortal Realm, thirty-six illusory spirit bodies floated outside the Chaos Prison. Each avatar wielded a dozen or so quasi-eternal immortal artifacts. The light of the immortal artifacts intertwined, like a dazzling sea of ​​stars, illuminating the prison as if it were daytime.

These celestial artifacts were all looted from the Thirteenth Prince and his companions. There were spears crackling with the rules of thunder, their tips spewing destructive lightning; there were celestial armor flowing with the rules of ice, its plates covered with eternally unmelting black ice; and there were jade pendants engraved with spatial runes, radiating fluctuations that distorted spacetime... At this moment, these celestial artifacts were placed around the prison, and layers of celestial arrays and restrictions were set up. As the array patterns flowed, they emitted an aura that suppressed the ages, completely enveloping the prison, preventing even a trace of its aura from leaking out.

In the center of the prison, the remnant body of the Wuwang Ancestor was bound by countless chains of rules, emitting a mournful howl. His immortal essence, refined by the immortal array, transformed into specks of spiritual light and dissipated within the prison. Although most of his illusory spiritual bodies had been diverted to fight against the Yuanjin Immortal King, with the assistance of these hundreds of quasi-eternal immortal artifacts, the refining efficiency had not decreased significantly, and the Wuwang Ancestor's aura weakened at a visible rate.

"Old man Yuan Jin, just you wait. At most 300,000 years, when old man Wu Wang's soul is scattered, that will be the time for my counterattack."

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