Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Tianling Sea, in front of the vast ocean of blessed land.

Seeing that the thirty-four kings including the Liuli Light King Buddha retreated, Patriarch Yunlan and the other eight True King Patriarchs of the Canghai Sect all breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be better not to fight this battle if possible. Their Canghai Sect has just been born and is not clear about the current situation in the world. It is not advisable to make enemies casually.

Who knows if there are some powerful forces behind these kings that even the Canghai Sect cannot afford to offend.

Moreover, if a war really breaks out, although they can win, these kings are eager to leave, and they are not sure whether they can keep all of them, or even keep three floors, which is a big problem.

Anyone who can cultivate to the realm of the king is a peerless genius among billions, and an old monster who has lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years must have some life-saving trump cards in his hand.

Unless the difference in strength is too great, it is easy to defeat the enemy, but it is extremely difficult to completely stop them.

But soon, Patriarch Yunlan frowned. The thirty-four kings did not leave completely, but lingered tens of thousands of miles away from their Canghai Blessed Land. Obviously, these kings still had evil intentions towards their Canghai Blessed Land.

"Master, what should I do?"

The other seven True Kings all fixed their eyes on Patriarch Yunlan. At this moment, they also discovered something was wrong.

"If the enemy comes, we will stop him with our generals. If the water comes, we will block it with earth. My Canghai Sect is not to be trifled with."

Patriarch Yunlan glanced at the group of kings wandering around the blessed land, and said in a deep voice that the ancestors of their Canghai Sect only sealed themselves in sleep because their lifespans were exhausted, but they were not really dead. As long as the Yangshen Emperor who surpassed the kings did not attack their Canghai Sect, even the Nine Tribulations True King would have to consider whether he had such a good temper.

It is possible that the two Eight Tribulations True Kings, whose lifespans are coming to an end, would fight to the death, which would be enough to make the Nine Tribulations True King pay a heavy price, cut off his path to becoming an emperor, or even drag him down with him.

"Let's go back."

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The blessed land of Canghai, the top of Tianji Peak, Cangming Palace.

At some point, a person sat on the purple cushion where Patriarch Yunlan was sitting.

This is an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a jet-black unicorn armor, and he is very majestic. In addition to a pair of deep black eyes, there is also a vertical eye tightly closed between his eyebrows. When he sits like that, the whole Cangming Palace is filled with a terrifying pressure.

"Who are you?"

The eight people including Patriarch Yunlan who had just stepped into Cangming Palace looked at the old man in black armor, their expressions suddenly changed, their eyes were full of vigilance and a hint of uneasiness.

Cangming Hall, that is where the True Kings hold meetings, and it is one of the most important halls in their Canghai Sect. There are large formation restrictions set up by the founder. Even though the formation restrictions have been weakened over the years due to their poor cultivation, it is not possible for a Six Tribulations True King to sneak in secretly without anyone noticing.

This person is at least a Seven Tribulations True King, or even an Eight Tribulations True King with the same cultivation level as their ancestor.

"The fourth generation disciple of Xuanmen - Wen Zhong!"

The person who came was none other than Su Mo's illusory body.

Instead of attacking the Tianling Patriarch and others first, he chose to subdue the Canghai Sect first.

"Cang Hai Sect's Yun Lan greets Senior Wen. I wonder what advice do you have for my Cang Hai Sect?"

Patriarch Yunlan bowed respectfully, but secretly mobilized their Canghai Sect's protective formation. If Wen Zhong had any bad intentions, they would immediately activate the protective formation to surround and kill him.

"I am in need of a group of people to serve me. Your Canghai Sect is quite powerful. Are you willing to work for me?" Wen Zhong stated his purpose directly without any beating around the bush.

With his current level of cultivation, there is no need for him to go through so many twists and turns to subdue a group of aphids with the highest level of cultivation of the Five Tribulations True King. To be frank, it would be a great opportunity for them to be able to give them a chance to pledge their allegiance.

But not all kings have the opportunity to work for an emperor.

However, when these words fell into the ears of Patriarch Yunlan and the others, they had another meaning. In an instant, a surge of evil fire rushed to their heads. This Wen guy was going too far. He wanted to conquer their Canghai Sect with just these two words. What did he think of their Canghai Sect?

Those small forces that don’t even have a king?

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior. However, I am used to being a commoner and cannot stand being restricted. I hope you can forgive me!"

Suppressing the rage in his heart, Patriarch Yunlan politely declined. It would be better not to have a falling out with an old monster who was at least a Seven Tribulations True King. Even with the advantage of the location, he was not sure he could keep him forever.

Unless he is willing to revive the ancestors, but this is the last resort.

There are only a few trump cards, and if one is used, there will be one less. Once the ancestors unseal the cards, there is no way to seal them again.

What's more, there are many kings outside the blessed land who are eyeing it covetously.

"Are you sure you don't want to serve me?"

Wen Zhong raised his eyebrows, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

"Senior, forgive me."

Patriarch Yunlan refused again. He really didn’t know where this Wen got such a big face. He wanted to conquer a king’s inheritance without any benefit. Who did he think he was? The legendary Yangshen Emperor?

"Human, why can't you recognize yourself and force me to take action?"

With a sigh, Wen Zhong stood up.

"Senior, my Canghai Sect has no grudges against you in the past or in the present, why do you have to force me?"

As he spoke, Patriarch Yunlan's mind moved, and he directly activated their Canghai Sect's protective formation. In an instant, the scenery around Wen Zhong changed, turning into an endless ocean. A terrifying aura that would scare even the Seven Tribulations True King was born from the deep sea.

"Senior, my Canghai Sect really has no intention of being your enemy. As long as you promise me that you will stop thinking about it, I will open the formation and let you leave. How do you think?"

The voice of Patriarch Yunlan came from all directions of the ocean, ready to give Wen Zhong another chance. He really didn't want to fight this battle.

"This is just a trivial trick, I will break it!"

With a cold shout, Wen Zhong's spiritual consciousness moved, sweeping in all directions.

The next second...

With a "puff", the sea collapsed and Wen Zhong returned to Cangming Palace again.

"Ah... this... this..."

Patriarch Yunlan's face turned pale, beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from his forehead. The sect protection formation was not as good as the formation around Cangming Palace. That was one of the foundations of their Canghai Sect. Even an Eight Tribulations True King could be besieged for a period of time. Their sect protection formation was broken so easily. Even those Nine Tribulations True Kings did not have this ability.

"Gulu... Could he be the legendary Yangshen Emperor?"

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“I’m going to ask you one last time, will you surrender or not?” Wen Zhong glanced at Patriarch Yunlan and the other eight True Kings, and said in a deep voice with a hint of impatience.

There is no such thing as a third time. If you dare to refuse again, don't blame him for being ruthless.

It's not like their Canghai Sect is the only king sect in the world. At worst, they can just switch to another sect. There will always be people who know how to handle affairs of state!

Patriarch Yunlan shuddered all over and knelt down hurriedly, saying, "Senior, our Canghai Sect is willing to serve you!"

At this point, what else can they do except surrender?

People are knives and servants, and I am fish and meat.

The sect protection formation was broken so easily. With their level of cultivation, they won't even have a chance to revive their ancestors and will be ruthlessly suppressed by Wen Zhong.

Although freedom and dignity are important, they are nothing compared to the sect's tens of thousands of years of inheritance.

Their Canghai Sect has been passed down for more than 60,000 years, and it must not be destroyed in his hands.

Besides, if Wen Zhong is really a Yangshen Emperor as he guessed, being able to submit to him is not a bad thing, but a great opportunity for their Canghai Sect.

"I am willing to serve you, Senior!"

The other seven True King ancestors followed suit and knelt behind Patriarch Yunlan.

"A man who knows the current situation is a hero. Everyone, stand up. As long as you sincerely serve me, I will not treat your Canghai Sect unfairly."

"Spiritual weapons, codes... are nothing. Even the Heavenly Scriptures and Heavenly Soldiers... can be rewarded to you as long as you have performed enough meritorious services!"

Wen Zhong waved his hand and began to paint a big picture. Of course, if they really achieved enough merits, he would never break his promise. By that time, he would have surpassed the emperor, or even become stronger. What would a few heavenly scriptures and heavenly soldiers mean to him?

"Thank you, my Lord. Our Canghai Sect will definitely live up to your expectations and will go through fire and water for you without hesitation."

Patriarch Yunlan and the other eight True King Patriarchs were delighted. They had some doubts at first, but now they were basically certain that their master was the Yangshen Emperor.

Otherwise, how could he so easily promise them the Heavenly Scripture and Heavenly Soldiers...

"My lord, do you know about the kings outside the blessed land?" Patriarch Yunlan asked in a low voice, hunching over. He was faintly eager to make a move. Before, they were afraid of the powerful forces behind them and did not dare to act rashly. Now, their Canghai Sect also has the support of Emperor Yangshen behind them, so what else do they have to worry about?

"No hurry, let's save their lives for now and wait until the people behind them arrive before we take action."

Wen Zhong waved his hand. This time, with the blessed land of Canghai, he had to plan carefully and make a big move. The eleven demon kings of the fourth calamity and below were not enough. He had to catch a few big fish. It would be best if he could promote him to the middle third grade of Dao bone in one fell swoop.

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