Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Zixiao Realm, Zixiao Palace.

It is like the brightest and most dazzling pearl in the purple sky, emitting a mysterious and powerful aura.

Inside the hall, there was a soft and brilliant light, as if the purest power of the avenue in the entire Zixiao Realm was condensed here.

Su Mo sat cross-legged on the Dao cushion, with soft halos rising from it, contrasting with the Dao divine light lingering around Su Mo, interweaving to create a dreamlike and wonderful scene.

In this ocean of light, a thousand avenues are like lively real dragons, constantly surging and flashing. Sometimes they raise their heads and wag their tails, and sometimes they entwine with each other. The sound of dragon roars echoes faintly, as if interpreting the mystery and rhythm of the avenue.

Su Mo's eyes were deep and sharp. Through the layers of divine light, he seemed to see through the chaos outside the eight million year circle, and his gaze fell directly on the Mingling Chaos Circle.

As his sight focused, his gaze gradually became solemn, and a hint of seriousness emerged on his originally calm face.

That expression was like that of a wise man who had seen through the ever-changing world and foresaw the coming storm.

"Sure enough, what is coming will eventually come."

Su Mo's voice was low and steady, as if it came from the depths of his soul. It carried a sense of heaviness that had been precipitated over the years. It echoed in the silent Zixiao Palace for a long time, like an ancient bell, sounding the prelude to fate.

Ever since he exposed the fighting power of Eight Hundred Dao Lords, he knew it was only a matter of time before alarming One Thousand Dao Lords.

"Next, I have to get serious." Su Mo frowned slightly, a thoughtful look on his face. This time, the people who came were not simple. Although there were not many people, only six, the lineup was luxurious.

Not to mention the two Thousand Dao Masters, the remaining four are the Nine Hundred Dao Masters, who are second only to the Thousand Dao Masters.

As for the strongest one, the one in the nine-story golden building ship, his cultivation was so high that he had already entered the realm of 1100 Dao Lords, and he was not too far away from 1200 Dao Lords.

Moreover, he has mastered a considerable number of top-level and advanced avenues, and even one supreme avenue. His true combat power is probably not much weaker than that of the 1200 Dao masters.

In other words, he is a cheater, and his combat power far exceeds that of the other Thousand Dao Masters at the same level. If it were the other Thousand Dao Masters, today, let alone winning, even whether they could save their own lives would be a big problem.

As for whether the next battle will come, Su Mo has no doubt at all.

He didn't believe that these nine hundred and one thousand Dao masters came all the way to their Mingling Chaos Circle just to watch the excitement.

But soon, the solemnity in Su Mo's eyes was replaced by a little greed.

He tilted his head slightly, with a smile on his lips. The bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish. Danger and opportunity coexist.

If he could take down these six Taoist masters in one fell swoop, how many times would his daily life span increase?

These six Taoist masters do not just represent six individuals.

In their bodies, Su Mo also sensed several terrifying auras that were comparable to, or even far surpassed, the Golden Tripod Ancestor and the other three ancestors.

These auras are powerful and unique, and each one comes from the same source as these six Dao Masters. They are obviously the incarnations of the Dao Masters that they have carefully cultivated.

The Hongmeng Purple Qi is extremely precious to the Taixu Divine Clan and other Dao Lord forces below the 100th Dao.

These forces have almost no excess Hongmeng purple energy for them to cultivate the incarnation of the Tao Lord.

After all, these incarnations of the Taoist master are not like Su Mo's illusory body that was infused with the golden finger.

Not only are their cultivation levels synchronized with the original body's, there is no need to expend extra resources to train them specifically. Moreover, they are restricted by the original body to a very small extent. Even if he becomes the Lord of a Thousand Daos, Lingxu's illusory body can still burst out with more than nine levels of combat power of the original body.

The talents and potential of these incarnations of the Lord of the Great Dao are severely restricted by the original body, and are at least one level inferior to the original body in terms of talent. Each incarnation still requires massive resources to cultivate, which can only be regarded as useless for improving the original body's strength.

It would be better to use the Hongmeng Purple Qi and other resources to cultivate the descendants of the tribe and enhance the strength of the entire tribe.

But for those big forces with hundreds of Dao masters or above, a few rays of primordial purple aura are not considered rare things.

Some ancestors with profound background would sacrifice and cultivate several incarnations of the Taoist master as a backup plan to save their lives.

If something unexpected happens to the original body one day in the future, they can also make a comeback with the help of the power of the incarnation.

Like the Yuhua Dao Court, among the many Dao Masters above the 100th level, many have Dao Master incarnations.

Unfortunately, in the face of absolute power, these incarnations of the Taoist master were of no use at all, and were ruthlessly suppressed by Wen Zhong and others according to the path of cause and effect.

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Time flies and three days pass in a flash.

In the chaos of Taimeng, the Jiuling Continent, Xuanling Mountain, and the Shenxiao Jade Palace, everything was quiet.

Wen Zhong sat cross-legged on a nine-colored cushion, with a faint halo lingering around him and his aura calm and restrained.

Suddenly, his tightly closed eyes slowly opened a crack, and a ray of brilliant divine light burst out from it, like a ray of dawn light in the darkness, illuminating the entire Shenxiao Jade Palace.

"coming!"

Wen Zhong's voice was deep and powerful, echoing in the Shenxiao Jade Palace like a huge bell.

"Boom..."

As if to confirm Wen Zhong's judgment, the entire Mingling Chaos Circle began to vibrate violently as if it was shaken hard by an invisible giant hand.

The vast chaos barriers, like fragile glass, shattered under the impact of this powerful force.

Huge and terrifying chaotic whirlpools were formed. These whirlpools were like black holes in the universe, emitting terrifying devouring power.

In an instant, the twenty-four Taoist masters like Taoist Master Taixu can be torn into pieces and their souls can be destroyed.

The next second...

A nine-headed bronze beast, pulling an ancient and heavy bronze palace, passed through the vortex of the void like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon.

Their steps are in unison, and each step seems strong and powerful, as if it can break through the boundaries of time and space.

With every step they took, the entire Mingling Chaos Circle trembled slightly, like ripples on the surface of a lake, spreading out in circles.

"Ah...what is that?"

Under the horrified gazes of many Taoist masters, a nine-headed bronze beast appeared in their sight.

With every step they took, their bodies and the bronze temple behind them would rise rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the nine-headed beasts have become comparable to the chaotic world, and their size is still increasing.

The breath that came towards them was so terrifying, much more terrifying than that of the three and six hundred and eighty Dao masters including the Golden Tripod Ancestor. It was like a materialized pressure that made it hard for everyone to breathe. Some Dao masters with low cultivation bases even had strange blushes on their faces, and their throats felt sweet, and they spurted out big mouthfuls of golden avenue blood, which evolved around them. Golden oceans appeared.

"Hiss... Who exactly is that person inside this bronze palace?"

In an instant, many Dao Lords could not help but gasp. Although this nine-headed beast was only a puppet spirit treasure and not a real living creature, the powerful aura and shocking scene were enough to terrify them.

The nine-headed puppet beast pulling the carriage is as powerful as the puppet beasts of the eight hundred Taoist masters. Even the nine hundred Taoist masters would feel ashamed of themselves when seeing such a luxurious display.

It is very likely that there is a Thousand Dao Masters sitting inside this bronze temple.

"The Bronze Palace, and the nine-headed bronze unicorn, this is the Yaoguang Taoist Master of Tianchen Divine Court."

The pupils of some of the knowledgeable Dao masters of the seven hundred or eight hundred Daos suddenly shrank, but they recognized the origin of the bronze temple, and their eyes were full of awe.

Dao Master Yaoguang is one of the strongest people in Tianchen Divine Court. As early as eight Chaos Eras ago, he had already broken through to become a Dao Master of 1100 Daos. After eight Chaos Eras of hard training, even if he has not yet reached the realm of Dao Master of Daos, he is probably not far away. His cultivation strength is far beyond the reach of Dao Masters of or Daos. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is an ant that can be easily suppressed.

"Click." With a crisp sound, the tightly closed bronze palace door slowly opened.

In an instant, endless divine light gushed out like a surging tide, shining brightly, illuminating the entire Mingling Chaos Circle as bright as day.

next moment......

"Boom..."

The Mingling Chaos Circle shook again as if it had suffered a severe blow.

Five majestic beings shrouded in heavy fog stepped out of the Bronze Temple with steady steps and appeared three thousand Dao years outside of Taimeng Chaos.

They exuded a terrifying aura of oppression, which spread out in all directions like surging waves.

Crushing many Dao Lords around, except for those seven hundred or eight hundred Dao Lords who were able to maintain their normal state without much change, the faces of other Dao Lords changed drastically and vomited blood.

Especially those Dao Masters below the Hundred Daos, they could not bear the burden, their divine bodies collapsed in an instant, and their origins suffered severe damage.

They were all terrified and fled for their lives like dogs that had lost their homes, fearing that if they were a step late, they would be crushed to death by the majestic divine power.

"Ah... these are the other four of the six ancestors of Tianchen Divine Court. Now the only one missing is Dao Master Kuyuan."

"Hiss... Tianchen Divine Court really takes Xuanmen very seriously."

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The seven hundred and eight hundred Dao masters were all amazed. Although the other four ancestors were not as famous and powerful as the Yaoguang Dao master, they were also the top masters under the thousand Dao masters. Each of them had a cultivation base above the nine hundred and fifty Daos. The power of the four ancestors joining forces would not be much inferior to that of the slightly weaker thousand Dao masters.

at this time......

"Ku Yuan greets Senior Brother Yaoguang and four fellow disciples." As a slightly cold voice resounded through the chaos, a figure appeared not far from Taoist Master Yaoguang.

The figure exuded an ancient and decayed aura, just like an ancient rotten wood that had been passed down from thousands of chaotic epochs ago. Even the long river of time would be decayed by it.

"It's Dao Master Ku Yuan."

"The six ancestors of Tianchen Divine Court have all arrived. I'm afraid Xuanmen is doomed now."

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