Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

The Ancient Realm of the Great Dao, located in the center of the Taimeng Great Thousand Worlds, can be regarded as the most mysterious place in the Taimeng Great Thousand Worlds. It is the home of the number one hegemonic clan in the Taimeng Great Thousand Worlds - the Ancient Dao Clan.

Legend has it that the Dao Ancient Clan was the first race born at the beginning of the Taimeng Great Thousand World, and was the well-deserved darling of the Dao. Its talent was so outstanding that among all the heavens and myriad worlds, if the Dao Ancient Clan claimed to be second, no other clan would dare to claim to be first.

Their members are the Supremes of Heaven and Earth when they are born, and become Great Supremes when they reach adulthood.

As long as you have a little talent, you can open up a small world and become the master.

It’s a pity that they have reproductive constraints and their people are scarce. It may not be possible for a new member to be born in tens of millions of years. Otherwise, the entire Taimeng universe, and even the myriad worlds, would probably have long been the world of the ancient Dao clan.

In the center of the ancient realm of the Great Dao, there is an ancient palace shrouded in the endless charm of the Great Dao.

A young man in a black and white yin-yang Taoist robe was sitting quietly on a purple cushion.

His waist-length silver hair cascaded down like the Milky Way, shimmering with a soft luster, echoing the aura of the avenue that permeated the surroundings, making it seem like a dream.

The face, which looked to be no more than twenty years old, was like a finely carved jade, flawless and amazing.

But his eyes were full of the vicissitudes of life, as if he had experienced endless vicissitudes of life and witnessed countless changes.

Between the eyebrows, there is a mysterious mark of the Great Dao, as if the Great Dao has manifested itself, emitting a mysterious and powerful aura that makes people dare not look directly at it.

Three thousand Dao rules linger around like lively ribbons, colorful and dazzling.

Each and every Tao contains endless mysteries and powers. It seems that just one glance at it can immediately make people fall into enlightenment and make great progress in their Taoism.

This person is none other than Daoyuan Ancient Ancestor, the founder of the Dao Ancient Clan, and the strongest person in the Taimeng Great Thousand World. It is said that he was three hundred generations earlier than the Giant Spirit Ancestor, and he had stepped into the realm of the twelfth-order supreme master. His cultivation had already reached the limit of the twelfth-order supreme master.

Suddenly, Daoyuan Ancient Ancestor seemed to have discovered something, and his originally calm face suddenly changed.

His brows were tightly furrowed, and the muscles on his face were trembling slightly. His originally calm expression was instantly broken, as if a huge rock was thrown into the calm lake, causing huge waves.

There was a bright divine light in his eyes, like two real beams of light shooting out, as if they were going to pierce through the void in front of them, directly seeing through the endless starry sky, and seeing everything in the Taihao world.

"What a great Xuanmen of the human race. Even the reckless giant fell into their hands. It is hard for my race to be a match for this Xuanmen with just its strength. It seems that I need to go meet those old guys..."

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The Qingming Ancient Realm, located in the northeast of the Taimeng Great Thousand World, is the territory of the Qingming Ancient Clan, one of the ten dominant clans in the Taimeng Great Thousand World.

Its strength is even stronger than that of the giant spirit clan. It ranks fifth among the ten major clans in the Taimeng universe. There are three twelfth-level supreme masters in the clan.

In a place in the Qingming Ancient Realm, in a mysterious space shrouded by three thousand Dao rules.

Three old men in dark green robes were sitting cross-legged on a group of green clouds.

Their faces are simple and weathered, like stone carvings carved by time, and every wrinkle tells an ancient story.

His eyes are as deep as the sea, as if they can see through all the secrets in the world, making people dare not look into his eyes.

Between the eyebrows, there is a vertical eye with countless divine patterns flashing inside, just like the divine eye of the Great Dao, emitting a terrifying aura that makes even the eleventh-level supreme master feel nervous.

These three people were none other than the three ancestors of the Qingming ancient clan.

"Alas, could it be that this ultimate great fortune will fall into the hands of the human race's Xuanmen..."

At the center of the Three Ancestors, the Great Ancestor of the Ancient Qingming Clan sighed leisurely. His voice seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight, echoing in this mysterious space shrouded by the three thousand Dao rules.

His face was filled with deep reluctance and helplessness, his sad look was like a thick haze, and the light in his eyes dimmed a lot.

The six overlords, including the Giant Spirit Clan, the Purple Flame Ancient Clan, the Green Wood Clan, etc., mobilized a total of 19 twelfth-order supreme masters, but they were all ruthlessly suppressed by the Xuanmen. This strength has far surpassed their Qingming Ancient Clan, and even the Dadao Ancient Clan is far behind.

"Brother, things are not hopeless. We are not the only ones who are anxious now."

The second ancestor of the Qingming Ancient Clan on the left chuckled, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a hint of cunning.

The first bird to stick its head out gets shot. Now, Xuanmen has become the target of public criticism. Once all the heavens and worlds are truly united and great fortune comes, Xuanmen will be the first to bear the brunt.

No matter how powerful the Xuan Sect is, it can never be a match for all of their forces.

"Next, we just need to wait and see what happens."

In the mysterious space, the light of the Three Thousand Dao Rules flickered, as if responding to the words of the Second Ancestor.

"Brother, what the second brother said makes sense."

The third ancestor of the Qingming Ancient Clan on the right gently stroked his long beard and echoed.

“Yes, we are not the only ones who want that great fortune.” The ancestor of the Qingming Ancient Clan nodded slightly, and the gloom in his heart mostly dissipated.

"But before that, our clan must not provoke the Xuanmen."

At this time, if they really offend Xuanmen, no one will help them.

Even other hegemonic clans, except their Qingming ancient clan, were eager to rely on Xuanmen.

Compared with other hegemonic clans, the human race's Xuanmen is their biggest rival, and their Qingming ancient clan is also one of their rivals.

With the strength of their clan, even with the advantage of geographical location, they would never be a match for the Xuanmen.

It's nothing more than holding on a little longer in Xuanmen's hands.

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In the northern part of the Taimeng World, there is a mysterious space shrouded in heavy fog.

A majestic being sits on a supreme throne forged by three thousand heavenly rules.

He looked to be about forty years old, with facial features as if they were cut by a knife, strong and cold, and every line seemed to contain endless power.

On its head grew a pair of blood-red devil horns, curved like hooks, flashing with chilling blood light, as if they could pierce the sky and destroy everything.

He was wearing blood-red magic armor, which was engraved with ancient and evil blood-colored magic patterns. Each magic pattern was flowing with scarlet light, as if telling of endless killing and bloodshed.

His eyes were blood red, like two seas of blood, deep and violent, as if to devour everything, making people shudder.

His nose was straight and his lips were tightly pursed, revealing a kind of determination and coldness, as if he was full of disdain for everything in the world.

The long blood-red hair fluttered wildly, like a blood dragon with bared fangs and claws, wreaking havoc in the void.

His whole body was filled with murderous aura, as if he was the god of death in the world.

Just sitting there, the entire space was shaking slightly, as if kowtowing to him and begging for mercy.

Suddenly, his blood-red eyes moved and looked in the direction of Taihao's world, and his eyes gradually became more solemn.

"The human race has 361 supreme masters. This is definitely not a power that the human race in this small chaos can possess... I'm afraid my race has been deceived by that human race. They haven't completely given up this small chaos. No, I must contact my clan immediately. This great Dao fruit position must belong to my clan..."