Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Zixiao Realm, Zixiao Palace.

The surroundings were filled with purple air like smoke and fog, like misty fairy clouds, flowing slowly and dreamily.

On the wall, the runes of the Avenue shine brightly, like the mysterious mark left by the Avenue of Chaos, silently telling the profound truth of the Avenue.

Su Mo sat cross-legged on the avenue cushion. Time and space, destiny, primordial beginning, cause and effect, yin and yang... one hundred and thirty-two avenues including ice and fire were like colorful and agile dragons, circling and dancing around him.

The twisted vortex formed by the Way of Time and Space is so deep that it seems to be able to swallow up the entire world; the Way of Destiny is like a woven strand of mysterious silk threads, flickering with an elusive light; the Way of Taichu exudes the primitive and simple atmosphere of the beginning of chaos; the Way of Cause and Effect constructs a complex and mysterious network, like an invisible giant net, involving the cause and effect of all things; the Way of Yin and Yang is like a huge black and white python entwined with each other, interdependent and balancing each other... The Way of Ice makes the surrounding temperature drop sharply, condensing into countless crystal clear ice crystals, like a dreamlike world of ice crystals; the Way of Extreme Fire is like a blazing, scorching flame, as if it can burn everything to ashes.

Su Mo's face was serene and peaceful, just like the surface of a tranquil lake, without any ripples.

The skin shimmers with a faint luster and is as smooth as jade. Every pore seems to be whispering with the Tao, resonating with its subtle rhythm.

The breathing was long and steady, and each breath seemed to be in perfect harmony with the mysterious rhythm of the Avenue, becoming a part of it.

In the long journey of life, the least valuable thing is time. After he reached the age of tens of millions, Su Mo would occasionally practice cultivation to pass the endless years.

Eighty thousand years passed in a hurry. With the accumulation of 7000 extreme years of life every day, he comprehended five great ways one after another, and his overall strength was greatly improved again.

"boom......"

Suddenly, Su Mo seemed to realize something. His eyebrows slightly raised and his tightly closed eyes slowly opened. Endless divine light of the avenue flashed from his eyes, traveling through endless time and space, looking towards the Xuanling Mountain that stood like a pillar of heaven.

Eighty thousand years have not left many traces of time on Xuanling Mountain, but instead made it even more mysterious.

The mountain peaks pierce the sky, surrounded by clouds and mist, exuding endless mysterious charm.

Outside Xuanling Mountain, Elder Mo Feng, dressed in a robe as white as snow, stood upright and respectfully like a pine tree that had stood for a thousand years.

For 220,000 years, he has never moved a step, and his firm posture is like an eternal and immortal statue.

His eyes were full of persistence and expectation, and his ardent gaze seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles. He vowed to move Xuanmen with his sincere heart and win a glimmer of hope for their ancient Youren clan.

With a "puff", the space not far from Elder Mo Feng was ruthlessly torn apart like a fragile curtain, forming a huge space crack that stretched for hundreds of feet.

The next second...

"Boom..."

The Holy Lord of the Ancient Youren Tribe, Qiong Gao, dressed in a purple robe, stepped out.

Following closely behind were the eight elders of the human temple. They all had solemn and reserved expressions and a restrained aura, not daring to show the slightest disrespect or insolence.

This Xuanmen is a super power that the human race temples must look up to, and it is also the only lifeline for the ancient You people in desperate situations. If due to their carelessness, the Xuanmen refuses to rescue them, they will be the eternal sinners of the human race, and even if they die a thousand times, it will be difficult to atone for their sins.

"call......"

Holy Lord Qiong Gao took a deep breath, then respectfully bowed to Xuanling Mountain, and said in a loud voice: "Master of Xuanmen, I am the Holy Lord Qiong Gao of the Ancient Youren Clan Temple, and I have come to pay my respects to you with eight elders. Now our Ancient Youren Clan is facing an unprecedented catastrophe. The Blood God, Tianyan and other twelve gods have joined forces to invade, and the human race is in danger. I beg the senior to be merciful and help. If Xuanmen can help the human race out of its predicament, our human race is willing to worship it for generations and remember Xuanmen's great kindness forever!"

As he spoke, Holy Lord Qionggao's knees softened and he knelt down towards Xuanling Mountain without hesitation. His knees slammed heavily on the ground with a dull and heavy sound. His movements were firm and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

Mo Feng and the other nine elders of the human temple behind him followed without hesitation and knelt on the ground.

Their foreheads were pressed against the ground, and they pounded it hard like pounding garlic, raising a cloud of dust.

In order to save the human race, at this moment, they resolutely threw away all their dignity.

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Zixiao Realm, Zixiao Palace.

"Blood God, Tianyan and other twelve gods are joining forces to attack. What's going on?"

Su Mo frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, like a shooting star across the night sky.

He already knew that the four major clans, including the Taixu God Clan, were joining forces to suppress the human race. But among the eight clans, including the Blood God Clan and the Tianyan Clan, only the Blood God Clan could be considered a mortal enemy of the human race. The other seven clans did not have much grudges with the human race. Why would the seven clans suddenly attack the human race for no reason?

The next second...

"boom......"

In Su Mo's eyes, the light of the Avenue of Cause and Effect flowed as brilliantly as a dazzling galaxy, illuminating the entire Zixiao Palace.

The divine light of the Avenue of Destiny jumps and flickers like the gorgeous aurora, changing rapidly, and is full of mysterious power.

The two kinds of divine light intertwined and collided with each other, like two chaotic dragons fighting fiercely. The light intertwined, sparks flew, and finally converged into a dense and complex light net.

The surrounding space and time quickly distorted, and countless mysterious avenue runes gushed out from the void like a surging tide. The powerful force caused the entire Zixiao Realm to tremble slightly.

Su Mo moved his hands together, forming a series of complex and mysterious hand seals. His gestures changed like flowing water, making people dazzled. He muttered something in a low and distant voice, as if it was a mysterious spell from ancient times, or as if he was having a deep communication with the mysterious existence in the depths of chaos.

Threads of fate shuttle through the light network, connecting the past and the future. Each thread represents a possible direction of development, constantly breaking and reorganizing, trying to find the truth of the matter.

The power of the Way of Cause and Effect is like an invisible giant hand, turning the wheel of time and recalling every bit of experience of the ancient You people over the past eighty thousand years.

Soon, everything that the ancient You people had encountered in the past eighty thousand years quickly poured into his sea of consciousness like a surging tide.

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"I didn't expect it was because of me."

Su Mo frowned slightly, with a speechless expression on his face. He didn't expect that this melon would fall on his head.

These eight tribes really demonstrated the four words "soft and afraid of hard" to the fullest. Since they could not defeat the Xuanmen, they vented their anger on the ancient Youren tribe.

It was a pity that they could do this. This was not the right way to vent one's anger. The Ancient You people had nothing to do with him, Su. Even if the Ancient You people were extinct, he probably wouldn't have too many emotional fluctuations. At most, he would just sigh.

"That's it!"

"No matter what, this matter is caused by me."

Su Mo shook his head gently and let out a long sigh. The sound echoed in the empty Zixiao Palace like a low and distant bell, shaking the surrounding air slightly.

If the Blood God, Tianyan and other eight major gods did not vent their anger on the Ancient You human clan, they would not bother to care about their lives even if they were destroyed by the Taixu God clan and other clans.

After searching the soul memories of the eight great Dao masters including Xue E, Su Mo's understanding of the Chaos Sea has deepened a lot. As a dignified Dao master, his vision is not comparable to those quasi-Dao masters and the twelfth-level supreme masters.

The sea of chaos is vast and boundless.

There are countless chaotic worlds within it, and the human race is not unique to the ancient chaos and Taimeng chaos. In the chaotic sea, the human race can be found in many chaotic worlds.

Among them, the number of human races that were exterminated or reduced to slavery was innumerable, not to mention one more ancient You human race.

But now, because of him, the ancient You people have to face the disaster of genocide ahead of time, which is another matter.

Although he is not a kind person, he is responsible for his own actions, and he will not let the ancient You people take the blame for him.

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"Everyone, get up. This matter was caused by our Xuanmen. We will not stand idly by. As long as you can reach Taimeng Chaos, we will protect you."

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