Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Ancient chaos, the human realm.

Many human races from the ninth level of the ancient chaos gathered here.

Xuanxin Realm, the western border of the human domain, is a top-notch world and can be regarded as the western gateway of the human race.

At this moment, the Xuanxin Realm was filled with smoke and flames of war.

Countless mushroom clouds rose up from all around Xuanxin Realm, like fireworks at the end of the world, brilliant yet full of destructive aura.

The guardian formations carefully arranged by the supreme master of the top formations collapsed rapidly at a terrifying speed. The broken runes fell like meteors, disappearing into the chaos with the last rays of light.

The vast Xuanxin Realm is like a small boat in a storm, drifting and in danger of being overturned at any time.

Endless panic and despair spread rapidly in Xuanxin Realm. People's cries and shouts intertwined, filling the entire Xuanxin Realm.

A twelfth-rank supreme ruler of the human race stood in the void, he looked to be about forty years old and was wearing a set of bright silver Kirin armor.

His face is resolute, with sharp edges and corners, and his high nose bridge makes his profile more three-dimensional. His deep and sharp eyes seem to be able to see through everything.

Qi Ze, the elder of the human race's temple, is also the master of the Xuanxin Realm.

Looking at the Blood God army surging in front of him like a bloody tide, Elder Qi Ze frowned, his eyes full of confusion and anger.

Although the Blood God Clan and the human race have always been at odds with each other and there have been many open and covert fights in the past, they have always been restrained. A direct attack on their important border towns like this has not happened for tens of thousands of epochs.

But soon, Elder Qi Ze had no time to think about it. The most important thing now was to ask for help from the temple immediately.

This time, the Blood God Clan's army came with great force. Now, there were twelve twelfth-level supreme overlords just like him. With the power of their Xuanxin Realm alone, even with the advantage of geographical location, they could not hold out for too long.

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The Holy Ancestor Realm, where the human race’s temple is located, is also the only chaotic world under the human race and the location of the human race’s true core foundation.

In the center of the Holy Ancestor Realm, there is the Holy Ancestor Palace, which is formed by the power of the Great Dao.

It is like a mysterious fortress suspended in the endless void, emitting dazzling light and dispelling darkness everywhere.

Inside the palace, six thrones formed by the power of the Great Dao stood tall, and on top of them sat six majestic beings.

Five men and one woman, young and old.

Among them, at the very top was a middle-aged man, about forty years old, resolute and majestic, with eyes as deep as the starry sky, as if they could contain endless wisdom and mysteries.

Her black hair was casually tied behind her head, but it didn't look messy at all. Instead, it added a bit of unrestrained and uninhibited style.

The whole body is filled with the rhythm of Taoism and the ancient aura, as if the Tao is incarnated in the world, exuding an unparalleled sacredness and majesty.

Every breath seemed to resonate with the avenue, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly.

Below him, on the far left, is an old man with snow-white hair fluttering in the wind. Each strand seems to contain the endless power of time and sparkles with the light of vicissitudes.

His weathered face was full of wrinkles, like the ancient mountains and ravines.

He was wearing a robe embroidered with star patterns, and the Taoist aura around him was as ethereal and vast as a nebula.

Next to him was a middle-aged man with eyes as sharp as swords, as if he could see through all illusions.

His body is as tall as a mountain, with clear muscle lines, and contains supreme power.

A black robe moved in the wind, flashing a dark light, as if it was the embodiment of the night, swallowing up the surrounding light.

The only woman had a beautiful yet dignified face, eyebrows like distant ink and eyes like autumn water.

It is dressed in colorful clothes embroidered with flowers, birds, fish and insects, which look lifelike, as if they will come alive at any time.

The sound of Taoism around her was ethereal, giving off a unique aura that was both ethereal and otherworldly, and inviolable and peerless majesty. Her existence seemed to make the entire space sacred and inviolable.

There was also a young man with a stern expression, sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes. A dot of cinnabar between his eyebrows flashed a mysterious light. He crossed his arms and looked indifferent, but he had a powerful aura that could not be ignored.

The one on the far right is a teenager who appears young, but his eyes reveal a depth and maturity beyond his age. The corners of his mouth are slightly raised with an unruly smile, but the aura around him is as elusive as the abyss, making people want to explore.

Their auras intertwined together, forming an invisible pressure that made the space in the entire palace seem to solidify.

These six people are the greatest foundation of the ancient You human race, the six ancestors of the human race, and all of them are the masters of the great way that opened up the chaos of their own destiny.

At this moment, the Sixth Patriarch of the Human Race looked extremely solemn.

The oppressive atmosphere was like a leaden cloud pressing down on one's head, enough to make all cultivators below the Dao realm feel suffocated, as if even their souls were imprisoned by this heavy pressure.

Not long ago, the Human Temple received news that all the major towns on the border were asking for help.

The eight major gods, including the Blood God, Sky Flame, and Red Lotus, mobilized their elite armies almost at the same time to attack the human border defense line.

"What happened in the meantime?"

Standing at the very top, the strongest human being with the most unfathomable aura, Yuanxu Shengzu, who is known as the head of the six ancestors of the human race, frowned, and his eyes, as deep as the starry sky, were full of doubts and confusion.

The Blood God Clan was fine, after all, they were the old rivals of the human race. Over the past two Chaos Eras, the two races had fought full-scale wars many times. The Blood Soul old man suddenly went crazy today and launched a large-scale attack on the human race, which was barely justifiable.

But the other seven major gods do not have much hatred towards the human race. At most, there are some minor frictions, and it is impossible for them to go to war with the human race.

next moment......

"boom......"

Runes of the Endless Avenue flashed quickly in his eyes, like bright stars, instantly illuminating the entire palace.

Countless causes and effects are interwoven into a dense web, and every line flashes with a mysterious light, as if containing endless trajectories of fate.

Saint Yuanxu's body was trembling slightly, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

His hands kept dancing, as if he was manipulating this huge web of cause and effect.

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After tea time.

A hint of disappointment flashed across Saint Yuanxu's eyes. After some deduction, he did not get any useful information at all.

"Could it be that they saw that the human race was in a bad situation and wanted to take advantage of the situation to rob us?"

Suddenly, an idea flashed in the mind of Saint Yuanxu and he thought of something.

His expression suddenly became more solemn, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was unlikely.

Right now, the human race was in a difficult situation, but it was far from being at the end of its rope. It was too early to attack the human race at this time. Aren't you afraid that they would be pushed to a dead end, and the six old guys would risk everything and fight to the death, dragging them down with them?

Moreover, among the eight tribes, the Beiyin and Yulong tribes are completely different from their human domain. Even if they destroy their human race, the two tribes will not get much benefit.

There is absolutely no reason to be so aggressive.

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Time passed little by little as the Sixth Patriarch of the human race was confused and puzzled.

Three days later.

"Ancestor, Qiong Gao wants to see you."

A respectful voice came from outside the Shengzu Palace, breaking the oppressive silence.

"come in."

Saint Ancestor Yuanxu raised his eyebrows and spoke, and the tightly closed door of the Saint Ancestor Palace slowly opened.

The next second...

A man stepped into the Shengzu Palace. He looked to be about thirty years old and was wearing a purple robe.

He has a handsome face, sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and a deep, bright look that reveals wisdom and decisiveness. His nose is straight, his lips are slightly upturned, and he has a confident smile.

Her black hair was tied up high and fixed with a jade hairpin, making her look more energetic.

His aura was extremely noble, as if he had an innate aura of a king that no one dared to underestimate. His steps were steady, and every step he took seemed to carry an invisible pressure that made the air around him tremble slightly.

His face is somewhat similar to that of Saint Yuanxu.

Holy Lord Qionggao, the current master of the Human Race’s Temple, is also a descendant of Holy Ancestor Yuanxu.

"Qiong Gao greets the ancestor." After the Saint Lord Qiong Gao bowed respectfully, he continued, "Ancestor, Elder Mo Feng sent a letter with important matters to report to the ancestor."

As he spoke, a golden light flashed in the hands of Saint Lord Qionggao and landed in front of Saint Ancestor Yuanxu.

Soon, a flood of information poured into Saint Yuanxu's sea of consciousness.

"Hiss... this... what a mysterious sect! A mere third-generation disciple actually has such a high level of cultivation."

Saint Yuanxu's eyes widened, as if he had seen the most incredible thing, and he couldn't help but gasp. Thirty-six Dao masters, who controlled four top-level avenues and twelve advanced avenues. Just this Yang Jian had surpassed their entire ancient Youren clan. And he was just a third-generation disciple of Xuanmen.

The true strength of Xuanmen is so terrifying that it is completely challenging his cognition.

Suddenly, Saint Yuanxu's expression changed again, and a thought emerged in his mind.

"Could this be the reason why the eight great divine races launched an all-out war against our human race?"

Since he didn't dare to retaliate against Xuanmen, he took it out on them who were also human beings.

It sounds absurd, but for some reason, it just lingers in his mind.

"Master (Ancestor), what happened to Xuanmen?"

The five Saint Ancestors below all looked at Saint Ancestor Yuanxu, wondering curiously, what level of cultivation did this third-generation disciple of Xuanmen have that could have caused the Master (Ancestor) to lose his composure like this?

Could it be that there is a more evil being than Yang Jian, who, as the supreme ruler, controls the four top avenues?

"See for yourselves."

Saint Ancestor Yuanxu waved his hand, and the golden light in front of him split into five and fell in front of the five saint ancestors.

"Ah... this... this Yang Jian is actually... hiss..."

If they didn't know Mo Feng well, they would never have believed the information before them.

The masters of just three quasi-dadaos transformed themselves into the masters of thirty-six dadaos. Could it be more exaggerated?

After a long while, the five saints finally came to their senses.

"Master, the eight great divine races must have attacked our race because they suffered a great loss at the hands of the Xuan Sect."

The Saint Ancestor Ming Dao, who was at the first position on the left hand, raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice. His voice was deep and powerful, with an unquestionable certainty.

"Yes, what Senior Brother Mingdao said is correct. It must be so."

Hearing this, the other four saints echoed in their voices. Apart from this explanation, they really couldn't think of a second possibility.

Moreover, Yang Jian of Xuanmen had just captured the eight Taoist masters of their eight clans, and right after that he launched an army to invade the border of their human race. How could there be such a coincidence in the world?

You are a bunch of shameless villains. Every grievance has its perpetrator. It was Xuanmen that suppressed the Taoist leaders of your various tribes. If you have the guts, go and retaliate against Xuanmen and cause trouble for my tribe. What kind of heroes are you?

"Alright! Now that things have come to this, it is useless to say more. Now, the most urgent task is to seek help from the Xuanmen to protect our ancient Youren clan."

Saint Ancestor Yuanxu waved his hand and said, now that the eight clans have launched a full-scale war with them, it will not be long before the Taixu Divine Clan will follow suit.

With the strength of their clan, they can't even fight against the twelve gods, let alone a door. Now, the only one who can save their ancient Youren clan is Xuanmen.

"It is inconvenient for the six of us to leave now. Qiong Gao, you have to represent us and go to Taimeng Chaos. Please ask Xuanmen to help."

"Don't worry, ancestor. I will definitely fulfill my mission and do my best to ask the seniors of Xuanmen to help protect our human race."

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