Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Jiuling Continent, Xuanling Mountain.

A majestic and powerful voice, like the sound of a huge bell, rolled out from Xuanling Mountain, deafening and exploding in the ears of Holy Lord Qionggao and the elders of the ancient Youren tribe's holy temple, shaking their minds like a raging storm.

Upon hearing this, Saint Lord Qionggao and Mo Feng and other nine elders of the holy temple first showed joy on their faces, and the fatigue that had accumulated on their faces quickly faded under the impact of this joy.

At last they had obtained the protection of Xuanmen, and it was worth their sacrifice of dignity to perform this great honor.

But soon, the expression of the Holy Lord Qionggao changed, and he recalled the first half of the words of the Xuanmen senior in his mind, and hurriedly said: "Senior, with the power of our clan, we are simply unable to break through, please..."

The voice was urgent and anxious, with deep pleading and trembling tone, as if it was a life-saving straw that a drowning person was desperately grasping.

Faced with the fierce siege of the Taixu Clan and other twelve clans, the human race can now only barely protect themselves by relying on the power of the clan protection formation.

Once they decide to abandon the clan protection formation and break out, with the limited strength they have now, let alone crossing the billions of years of chaos and heading to the Taimeng Chaos, even whether they can safely leave the Ancient Chaos is still a huge question mark.

To put it bluntly, Senior Xuanmen, this is simply asking them to die in vain. If he hadn't clearly known that Xuanmen was a huge force that was far beyond the reach of their Ancient You people, he would have been unable to hold back his curses.

However, before he could finish his next words, he was ruthlessly interrupted by that majestic voice: "Xuanmen will not send anyone to the Ancient Chaos, so you don't need to say anything more about this. Whether you can reach Taimeng Chaos depends entirely on your own luck."

As he spoke further, the voice became increasingly cold and heartless, leaving no room for maneuver.

The Ancient Netherworld Chaos was billions of years away from their Taimeng Chaos. Even though he had now mastered 132 great avenues and the maximum distance between him and his illusory body had skyrocketed, there was absolutely no possibility for him to cross that billions of years of chaos and go to the Ancient Netherworld Chaos.

Only he himself can go there in person, but if it is not necessary, Su Mo will never leave Taimeng Chaos easily.

The Chaos Sea was extremely dangerous and full of dangers, unlike their Chaos Sea of Taimeng. Even if they had an accurate Chaos Star Map, they could not guarantee that they would be safe.

Just because of that little cause and effect, protecting their ancient You people was already the limit. It was absolutely impossible for him to take the risk and make this trip.

Upon hearing this, the faces of Saint Lord Qionggao and others turned pale as paper, without a trace of blood, and despair surged into their hearts like a surging tide.

The atmosphere around them seemed to be frozen by the resolute rejection, making it almost impossible to breathe. The sound of the wind seemed to have stopped at this moment, and the only sounds between heaven and earth were their heavy breathing and chaotic heartbeats.

"What should I do?"

"Is it really impossible for my ancient Youren clan to escape this disaster?"

Although they wanted to point out that their ancient Youren tribe suffered this disaster because they took the blame for Xuanmen, and that Xuanmen could not ignore them if they had any conscience, but when the words came to their lips, they swallowed them back.

If they really angered Xuanmen, their ancient Youren clan would be completely finished.

at this time......

That majestic voice came out from Xuanling Mountain again, like the first ray of bright sunshine at dawn, carrying endless hope and strength, tearing apart the darkness in the hearts of Lord Qionggao and others.

"These three divine lights contain my three magical powers that can help you break through."

Although he would not go to the ancient chaos to lead the ancient people to the Taimeng chaos, he did not completely ignore it.

He was well aware of the difficult situation the ancient You people were in now. If he really didn't give them any help and let them break out, it would undoubtedly force them into a dead end.

As he spoke, three divine lights flashed from Xuanling Mountain, brilliant and dazzling, like three bright meteors across the vast sky, dragging long and brilliant tails, and accurately fell into the natal world of Lord Qionggao.

"Thank you for your grace, senior."

The Holy Lord of Qionggao hurriedly thanked him, his voice trembling with excitement, like a tousled autumn leaf in the wind. The blazing flame of hope rekindled in his eyes, quickly dispelling the darkness ahead.

The despair in my heart mostly dissipated. With these three life-saving trump cards, although there is no 100% guarantee that I can lead the human race to successfully reach the Taimeng Chaos, at least there is half hope.

The three rays of divine light, with only a hint of aura leaked out, gave him the feeling that it was far superior to that of his ancestors.

The terrifying power contained therein is simply beyond imagination and is absolutely beyond the ability of the likes of Taoist Master Taixu to contend with.

"Go, bring the humans back to Tymon Chaos as soon as possible."

The majestic voice came again, with a hint of urging.

The life-saving trump cards have been given. Next, whether the ancient You people can successfully reach the Taimeng Chaos depends on their own luck.

If they really perish along the way, they can only blame their bad luck and not others.

"Yes, senior, I will take my leave!"

Without any hesitation, the Holy Lord Qionggao bowed deeply and respectfully toward Xuanling Mountain. His movements were pious and solemn, as if he was sincerely bidding farewell to the high and mighty gods.

Afterwards, he took eight elders of the human temple and tore through space, disappearing on the spot, leaving only ripples in the void.

Eighty thousand years have passed, and nearly half of the human race's protective formation has collapsed. It is still unknown whether it can hold out until they return.

Every day that passes, the human race will be in greater danger of extinction.

Soon, Elder Mo Feng was the only one left there.

Standing alone in the same place, like a forgotten sculpture, he looked at the direction where the Holy Lord Qionggao and others left, his eyes full of tension and expectation, as if he was piercing through the endless void and following the figures of his people.

Xuanling Mountain still towers into the clouds, shrouded in clouds and mist, exuding a mysterious and majestic atmosphere, like an unfathomable master overlooking everything in the world.

The wind was howling all around, making sharp whistling sounds, making Elder Mo Feng's sleeves rustle. His body stood straight, motionless, like an ancient stone statue that had stood for a thousand years, silently praying that his people would be able to return safely.

......

In the ancient chaos, the holy ancestral realm of the human race, the Holy Ancestor Palace.

The six great saints, including Saint Yuanxu, sat on the throne.

Their expressions were solemn, and their eyes were all looking towards the thousand-foot-high divine realm in the center of the palace, which was engraved with countless divine patterns.

The mirror body is crystal clear, emitting a cold and pure luster, as if it was carefully crafted from the purest and most flawless crystal in the world.

This is the Hun Tian Divine Mirror, which, like the Chaos Sky Boat, is one of the most precious treasures in the ancient Youren tribe's holy temple. However, its grade is one level higher than the Chaos Sky Boat, and it has already stepped into the ranks of the lower-grade upper-class Chaos Spiritual Treasures. It is the key link between them and the Holy Lord of the Sky.

"boom......"

Suddenly, an extremely bright divine light burst out from the Hun Tian Divine Mirror, penetrating the entire Shengzu Palace, illuminating every corner of the palace as if it were daytime, with not a single shadow able to hide.

Suddenly, the six great saints including Saint Yuanxu became excited, their eyes filled with anticipation and nervousness.

Their bodies leaned forward unconsciously, their eyes fixed on the Hun Tian Divine Mirror in the light, as if that was their last light of hope.

"I wonder how Qiong Gao discussed with Xuanmen?"

"Then is Xuanmen willing to help rescue our human race?"

......

Under the nervous gaze of Saint Ancestor Yuanxu and the others, the divine light of the Great Dao slowly receded like a surging tide, gradually revealing the figures of Saint Lord Qionggao and the elders of the eight holy temples.

"Qionggao, what's the matter? Has Xuanmen agreed to help our human race?" Saint Yuanxu asked impatiently, his voice trembling with eagerness, his eyes full of desire and anxiety, his hands tightly grasping the armrests of the throne, his knuckles slightly white from the force.

"Grandfather, Senior Xuanmen promised to protect us..."

Soon, Holy Lord Qionggao recounted in detail and complete everything that had happened since they arrived in Taimeng Chaos.

"this......"

Saint Ancestor Yuanxu and the other five saint ancestors were stunned. A trace of disappointment flashed in their pupils and their eyes gradually dimmed.

I didn't expect this would be the result.

Once they followed the words of the Taoist master Xuanmen and retreated to the Taimeng Chaos, all the wealth accumulated by the human race over the past two chaotic eras would be wiped out.

Moreover, the Taimeng Chaos is only a newborn chaos that was born less than ten thousand epochs ago. Its resources are far from comparable to their Ancient Chaos. If they retreat to the Taimeng Chaos, they will be lucky if they can maintain their momentum in the future, let alone make further progress.

......

"That's all! They are just some material possessions. What's important is to keep your life. Only by living can you have a future."

After hesitating for a moment, the unwillingness in Saint Yuanxu's heart finally turned into a helpless sigh.

Today, they have no other choice at all.

If they don't retreat, the only thing waiting for them is death.

"Let's do as Senior Xuanmen says. We'll make preparations first. Once Qionggao and the others come back, we'll start to break out..."