Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Zixiao Realm, Zixiao Palace.

The purple mist lingers around and thousands of auspicious colors decorate the entire palace like a dream.

As the Zixiao Pearl continued to advance, the Zixiao Palace became more and more unfathomable.

The outline of the palace was sometimes clear, sometimes blurred, as if it was constantly changing between reality and illusion. Indistinctly, it seemed to have some shadows of the Chaos Avenue, mysterious and majestic, exuding an awe-inspiring atmosphere.

Su Mo sat cross-legged on the avenue cushion surrounded by the three thousand rules of the heavenly way.

He looked solemn, like an ancient statue of a god, majestic without even getting angry. His solemn expression seemed to carry the weight of the entire world, making people dare not look directly at him. His aura was ancient and sacred, as if he had merged with the entire world. His existence was the core of this world.

A large amount of spiritual memories sorted out by the illusory body poured into his sea of consciousness like a surging river, impacting his mind and constantly broadening his horizons and cognition.

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"This ancient chaos does have some background."

Su Mo raised his eyebrows and whispered softly, his voice echoing in the silent palace with a hint of thought and exploration.

The heaven and earth have their own catastrophes, and the world has its own catastrophes. Those who survive will live, and those who fail will die. The same is true for chaos.

After each Chaos Era, a Chaos Tribulation will come. This is a test from the Chaos Sea to the Chaos of all parties, and also an opportunity. If you pass it, Chaos can reproduce and grow for another Chaos Era, and the Great Dao within it will also be improved and perfected.

If they fail, the entire chaos will be completely destroyed in the sea of chaos. Except for the Lord of the Great Dao and the creatures he protects, who will be able to survive and linger on, all other races in the heavens will perish along with the chaos. Their souls will be destroyed and even their true spirits will be difficult to retain.

And Gu You is the Second Chaos that has survived two Chaos Tribulations. It has been passed down to this day for nearly 300,000 epochs. Its foundation and strength are far beyond that of their Taimeng Chaos, a new Chaos that was born less than 10,000 epochs ago.

During the two chaos catastrophes, the ancient chaos perfected seventy-two avenues one after another, and now there are 108 complete avenues.

Nearly three hundred thousand epochs had passed, and now in the ancient chaos, there were a total of forty-three Great Dao Gods.

Among them, the one ranked first, which is also the origin of the name of Ancient You Chaos - the Ancient You Divine Clan. There are as many as twenty-one Taoist masters in the clan, which is terrifying.

The Blood God, Sky Flame, Red Lotus and other eight great Dao gods were not very strong as he had expected. Among the forty-three Dao gods of the Ancient Nether Chaos, they were ranked outside the top twenty. The strongest, the Blood God, only had five Dao Lords. Moreover, none of them controlled thirty great Daos, so there was no need to worry at all.

To put it bluntly, with his current level of cultivation and supernatural powers, even if all the Dao Lords of the forty-three Great Dao God Clans of the Ancient Chaos came together, he would not be afraid at all, and he was even very confident that he could keep them all.

In the ancient chaos, there are 108 complete avenues, among which there are only two of the ten supreme avenues, and there are only nine top avenues of the next level. Even if there is a Dao master who has mastered all the complete avenues of the ancient chaos and comprehended them all, he is still far from being his opponent.

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Jiuling Continent, Xuanling Mountain.

As Taihao Great World continued to expand, Jiuling Continent also flourished, and the scene of prosperity was flourishing. And Xuanling Mountain grew rapidly under the impetus of this force.

Today, the height of Xuanling Mountain is over ten trillion light years. It is like a pillar standing between heaven and earth. It is majestic and magnificent, and is the undisputed number one sacred mountain in the Taihao universe.

It is surrounded by thick clouds all year round. The clouds roll and surge like a dream, making the whole mountain look mysterious and like a fairyland.

"Pfft..."

Suddenly, outside Xuanling Mountain, ripples appeared in the space, as if a stone had been thrown into a calm lake.

A person appeared out of nowhere.

He was about forty years old, wearing a snow-white robe with fluttering sleeves, like an immortal descending to earth.

He has a gentle temperament and a warm smile on his face, which makes people feel like they are in the spring breeze, and he feels friendly and approachable.

"I am Mo Feng, the elder of the Ancient Chaos Human Temple, and I would like to see the master of Xuanmen."

The middle-aged man in white moved his lips slightly. The sound was not loud, but it was like a breeze blowing over the hills, clearly transmitted into Xuanling Mountain, echoing among the mountains for a long time.

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Zixiao Realm, inside Zixiao Palace.

Su Mo frowned slightly, and slowly opened his tightly closed eyes. A hint of doubt flashed across his eyes, like a meteor across the night sky, disappearing in an instant.

"Ancient Chaos Human Temple Elder, what are you doing here in Xuanling Mountain?"

His voice echoed in the empty palace, carrying a hint of confusion and thought, as if he was asking and answering himself.

He has no connection with this ancient chaotic human race.

But soon, Su Mo had an idea and thought of something.

"Could it be that Mo Feng wants to ask for help from my Xuanmen?"

In recent years, the situation of the ancient You people has been quite bad.

Under the joint oppression of multiple great Dao gods, their living space was constantly compressed. They were like a small boat in the strong wind and huge waves, which could be overturned at any time. It was no exaggeration to say that they were in danger. If they were not careful, they would face the disaster of genocide.

The next second...

Su Mo closed his eyes, merged his mind into the sea of consciousness, and continued to clear the torrent of memories in his brain.

He has no interest in helping the ancient chaotic human race.

We have no relationship, but just because the ancient You people are the source of their Taimeng people's bloodline? Should we help them?

Are you kidding? He is not such a pushover.

What does the life and death of the ancient You people have to do with him?

Although he is powerful now, and is able to fight against some of the great Dao masters who have fully comprehended the two hundred great Daos, he is still far from being invincible in the world.

There are five thousand avenues, but he only masters 126 of them, and has never walked on even one-tenth of them.

Who knows if we might encounter any danger.

Even though there are only 108 complete avenues in the ancient chaos, there will be no danger in theory, but it is better to be safe than sorry.

He would never take risks for a group of strangers who had nothing to do with him. Not in the past, not now, and certainly not in the future.

There are people outside people, and there are days outside the sky.

No matter what level of cultivation you have, you must never lose your sense of reverence.

Otherwise, you will suffer a great loss sooner or later.

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Xuanling Mountain.

Elder Mo Feng stood quietly outside the mountain gate, the anxiety in his eyes becoming more and more obvious. His furrowed brows seemed able to pinch a fly to death. From time to time, he looked up into Xuanling Mountain, hoping to see some movement.

The sunlight shone on his forehead, and tiny beads of sweat sparkled in the light, as if telling of his inner anxiety and uneasiness.

Almost a day had passed, and there was still no movement in Xuanling Mountain. Not to mention the leader of Xuanmen, even the ordinary disciples had not come out.

Elder Mo Feng unconsciously clenched his hands into fists, and the corners of his clothes swayed gently in the breeze, making him look even more lonely and helpless.

"No, I can't give up just like that. No matter what, I must meet the master of Xuanmen. This may be the only chance for my Ancient Youren clan to survive."

"If one day doesn't work, then one year. If one year doesn't work, then ten or a hundred years... With sincerity, even metal and stone can be moved. One day, the Xuanmen will be moved by my sincerity."

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Taimeng Chaos, beyond three thousand Dao years (1 Dao year == billions of star years).

There is a vast chaos, which is a thousand times larger than the Taimeng Chaos. In front of it, the Taimeng Chaos is like an insignificant tiny dot.

This chaos is none other than the ancient chaos.

The Blood God Realm, the lair of the Blood God clan.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, the entire Blood God Realm shook violently, as if the earth was roaring in anger and the sky was howling in pain.

The sky was filled with blood clouds, as thick as ink, completely obscuring the original light. The world was plunged into a bloody color, as if the end of the world had come.

A terrifying murderous intent that made even the Quasi-Dao Lords despair rose from the center of the Blood God Realm.

The murderous intent was like a raging tsunami, sweeping across the entire Blood God Realm.

Wherever it passed, the wind whistled, as if countless evil spirits were wailing, making people feel creepy.

In an instant, countless creatures in the Blood God Realm trembled in fear under the cover of this murderous intent. Endless fear spread in their hearts, and their eyes were filled with despair and helplessness, as if they were waiting for death to come.

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