Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

In the center of the Yunlan Dojo, above the void, in the broken space cracks.

That magnificent palace was like an exploding star, continuously expanding.

Its light became more and more dazzling, so bright that people could hardly look directly at it, illuminating the originally dark void as if it were daytime. Every inch of space was filled with this light, and there was no trace of darkness anymore.

Countless mysterious runes, like lively elves, linger and dance around the temple.

They emit a soft and mysterious light, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, and between the flashes they seem to be interpreting the most ancient and profound laws in the universe.

They have various shapes, some are like mountains and rivers, embodying the thickness of the earth and the agility of water; some are like the sun, moon and stars, demonstrating the vastness and mystery of the universe.

They slowly revolved around the temple, like loyal guards, guarding this mysterious and great palace with their own strength and not allowing any invasion by outside forces.

In an instant, the faces of the hundreds of Taoist masters in the heart of the Yunlan Taoist temple changed drastically, and they all subconsciously raised their heads and looked towards the ever-expanding glorious palace.

His eyes were filled with disbelief and his mouth was slightly open, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

You must know that the Yunlan Taoist Palace, as the place where the Taoist Yunlan practiced in the past, is also the place of inheritance of the great opportunity left by the legendary Taoist Yunlan. In the previous nine appearances, it would slowly appear in the last hundred years of a million years.

This has almost become an unwritten rule, deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone who knows the Yunlan Dojo.

Now, how could it be advanced so many years for no reason?

"This... could it be the work of Daoist Master Yunlan again?"

Soon, many Taoist masters had a greater understanding in their hearts. In this world, the only one who has the ability to break the rules of the Yunlan Taoist Temple is the master of the Taoist temple, Yunlan Daozun.

"But why did Daoist Yunlan do this?"

"not good......"

Suddenly, some of the Dao Masters seemed to have thought of something, their expressions suddenly changed, and they no longer cared to continue guessing what Dao Master Yunlan's purpose was.

Since the Yunlan Taoist Palace came into the world ahead of schedule, the next opportunity assessment will most likely start ahead of schedule as well.

Once the assessment is advanced, then...

Thinking of this, all the Dao masters felt as if a basin of ice water was poured over their heads. They shuddered violently all over, as if their souls were frozen by this sudden chill.

In the outside world, this short distance of just a few dozen Dao years is nothing to them, the masters of the Hundred Daos. With a thought, they can easily cross it in a few breaths, just like taking a leisurely stroll in the garden.

But in the Yunlan Dojo, the terrifying spatial barrier was like an insurmountable chasm, greatly limiting their speed.

The distance that seemed so close now seemed so far away, as if it was an unbridgeable gap between heaven and earth.

The next second...

"Whoosh..."

In an instant, brilliant divine lights shot up into the sky, like beams of dazzling meteors, cutting through the originally calm sky of the dojo.

The masters of the hundreds of sects no longer cared about conserving their strength, and used all their skills, even resorting to forbidden magical powers to increase their speed, and rushed madly towards the center of the temple, their faces full of anxiety and desire, fearing that if they were a step slower, they would miss the coveted opportunity.

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Yunlan Taoist Palace, Linglan Hall.

It was like the space of the Great Dao where the will of the Great Dao resided. The endless charm of the Great Dao was like a thick fog that permeated every inch of space in the Linglan Palace.

Above the dome, countless avenue runes are dotted around, like the twinkling stars under the vast night sky.

Each rune seemed to be telling the ancient truth. The light they emitted intertwined with each other, forming a dreamy light curtain, illuminating the entire hall like a dream, as if one was in a fairyland other than this world.

On the walls surrounding the hall, there are magnificent paintings engraved one after another, like vivid history books, recording the rise and fall of chaotic circles.

The scenes in the painting of gods and demons fighting, immortals discussing Taoism, and sentient beings practicing are lifelike, and every detail is portrayed vividly, making people seem to be able to feel the joys, sorrows, anger, and great power of the sentient beings in the painting.

As the endless Taoist rhyme flows in the hall, the scenes in the picture seem to be given life and slowly change, interpreting the vicissitudes of the outside world of the heavens, from the beginning of chaos to the prosperity of all things, to the decline after experiencing disasters, and to the hope of rebirth. It makes people immersed in it and filled with emotion.

The floor of the hall is like a huge piece of natural unpolished jade, with a warm luster and a faint halo flowing between the textures.

These textures are not formed randomly, but outline the shapes of mountains, rivers, lakes, seas, sun, moon and stars, as if all the heavens and worlds are condensed here.

Su Mo, dressed in purple, stood steadily in the center of the hall. His figure was reflected on the mirror-like ground, complementing the texture of heaven and earth. It seemed that he had merged into this mysterious world and become an indispensable part of it.

Not far in front of him, there was an ancient arena, like a mysterious isolated island, quietly floating in the hall.

The arena is octagonal in shape, with a finely carved mythical beast perched on each corner.

They have various shapes and are lifelike. Some are showing their fangs and claws, as if declaring their majesty to the world; some are howling to the sky, and their voices seem to penetrate the void and shock all things; some are closing their eyes and concentrating, as if comprehending the great way of chaos.

Although their postures are different, they all exude an awe-inspiring majesty, as if they are guarding this arena at all times and will not tolerate any desecration.

The surface of the arena is engraved with dense runes, which are glowing with light like flowing stars. These runes not only give the arena powerful power, but also seem to hide some mysterious rules.

Above the arena, there was a layer of light mist, which contained a strong Taoist charm, as if it was condensed from the essence of the Tao.

Sometimes it rises gently like wisps of green smoke, giving people a dreamy and ethereal feeling; sometimes it rolls like turbulent waves, showing the majesty and power of the Tao, with infinite changes.

Su Mo's expression was as calm as water, staring silently at the arena in front of him. There was a hint of anticipation in his pupils, as if he was waiting for something to happen.

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Time passed quietly in this hall full of mysterious Taoist charm, and in a blink of an eye, three days had passed.

In the southeast direction of the Yunlan Palace, hundreds of billions of divine years away, a brilliant sword light was rapidly approaching the Yunlan Palace at a speed of nearly hundreds of billions of divine years per second.

Faintly, it seemed as if there was a peerless swordsman standing in the center of the sword light. He was wearing a black sword robe that rustled, as if echoing with the rapidly flying sword light.

His sword eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, staring at the Yunlan Palace, his eyes full of anxiety.

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Nearly another half hour passed.

Yunlan Temple, inside the Linglan Hall.

"coming!"

Suddenly, Su Mo seemed to have caught a very subtle fluctuation, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, like lightning that cuts through the darkness.

The next second...

"boom......"

A brilliant golden light, like a newborn star, suddenly bloomed above the ancient arena.

It expanded rapidly at an astonishing speed, as if it wanted to encompass the entire hall under its dazzling light, like a golden storm, sweeping over everything around it.

Wherever he went, the fog that originally filled the ring was quickly dissipated like a remnant of cloud.

When all the fog dissipated, a person slowly walked out from the golden light.

He was wearing a Yin-Yang Taoist robe. The Yin-Yang fish pattern in the center of the robe seemed to have life. It was swimming slowly and emitting a mysterious light, as if interpreting the truth of the mutual generation and restraint of Yin and Yang.

His whole body exudes a sense of returning to nature, as if he had gone through countless years of sedimentation, discarding all external glitz and leaving only the purest breath of Tao.

Every breath seems to resonate with the surrounding Tao rhythm, as if he is the incarnation of Tao, and every move contains endless mysteries.

He descended from the sky with steady steps, looking around.

Everything in the hall was taken in by his sight; the flashing of runes and the changing pictures on the wall did not escape his eyes.

Finally, his eyes fell on Su Mo, his eyebrows slightly frowned, and he asked in confusion, "You are the only one taking this assessment?"

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