Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Yunlan Taoist Temple, around the Yunlan Taoist Palace.

The hundreds of Dao masters from various major forces who were using all their strength to rush towards the Yunlan Taoist Palace suddenly changed their expressions when they saw Su Mo suddenly appearing outside the Yunlan Taoist Palace, especially the Dao masters from the top dominant forces such as the Wilderness Heavenly Clan. They all stared at the Ascension Order in Su Mo's hand that was emitting a mysterious halo, and the flames of jealousy burned in their eyes as if they were going to ignite the entire space.

Their hands clenched unconsciously, their knuckles turning white, and the urge in their hearts to rush forward and snatch the Immortal Order was as difficult to suppress as a surging tide.

However, reality is like a cold and hard wall, standing mercilessly before them.

There was still a considerable distance between them and the Yunlan Taoist Palace.

Even if they increased their speed at all costs, even at the cost of damaging their foundation, by the time they arrived, that little Su Mo would have disappeared without a trace.

In the Yunlan Dojo, their spiritual powers were greatly suppressed. If this kid Su Mo was hiding on purpose, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack for them to find his whereabouts.

Even though there are still nearly a million years before the dojo closes, the hope of finding Su Mo is still slim.

"What should I do? Can I just watch the Ascension Order fall into the hands of this little Su Mo?"

"No... I am unwilling to accept this... Damn it! Why is Daoist Yunlan so partial to this little Su Mo?"

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At this moment, many Taoist masters greeted Taoist Yunlan warmly in their hearts. If Taoist Yunlan had not suddenly changed the rules and allowed the Yunlan Taoist Palace to be born ahead of time, how could the Immortal Order fall into the hands of the little Su Mo.

Everything is Daoist Yunlan's fault.

Just when everyone was indignant but helpless, a wanton and arrogant laugh came like rolling thunder, sweeping across the void in all directions, full of arrogance and complacency, as if the whole world was under its control.

“Hahaha… I came at the right time. It’s worth it for me to shake the foundation of my origin and forcibly increase the speed. Hahaha… The Ascension Order is mine.”

The next second...

"Boom..."

The void shook slightly, and a brilliant sword light, like a falling star, dragged a long tail of light and descended from the sky with the momentum of destroying the world, landing tens of millions of light years away from Su Mo.

After the light dissipated, a peerless swordsman dressed in black walked out.

His figure is tall and slender, like a pine tree, standing proudly in the void.

The black robe was as deep as ink, as if it could swallow all the light. It rustled and fluttered without wind, as if telling of his extraordinaryness.

The lines on his face were as cold as if cut by a knife, and his eyes were narrow and sharp, like two rays of cold light, revealing a chilling coldness and arrogance.

His long hair was casually tied up, with a few strands of hair fluttering in the wind, adding a bit of unruly and arrogant look, just like a peerless strong man who was free from the rules of the world.

The sword energy around his body soared into the sky, and each sword energy was like an independent world, emitting a heart-pounding aura.

In the sword energy, countless sword practitioners can be vaguely seen immersed in cultivation, with different expressions. Some are sitting in meditation, immersed in the understanding of the way of the sword, with a soft light emanating from their bodies; some are swinging swords to practice, with sharp sword moves and overwhelming sword energy, performing all kinds of exquisite sword techniques.

They intertwined and collided with each other, forming a huge and mysterious aura, which made him look like an emperor among swords, high above, overlooking all living beings.

It seemed that in his eyes, all living things in the world, both in heaven and on earth, were like ants, and no one was worth taking seriously.

"Oh no, it's the Sword Spirit Clan's Sword Master Jian Chen."

The faces of all the hundreds of Dao Masters around, except for the other two Dao Masters of the Sword Spirit Clan, changed again.

It is said that Su Mo has just attained enlightenment as the Lord of the Great Dao not long ago, and the Order of Ascension is in his hands. In the future, they still have some hope of finding his hiding place and seizing the Order of Ascension.

But Jian Chen is one of the three great sword masters of the younger generation of the Sword Spirit Clan. His cultivation and supernatural powers are definitely in the top 20 among them, and he may even be expected to break into the top ten.

Once the Ascension Order falls into his hands, the possibility of them taking it back is extremely small and almost negligible.

"Su Mo, hand over the Ascension Order. For the sake of Xuanmen, I can spare your life!"

At this time, Sword Master Jianchen took a few steps forward, his steps were steady and powerful, as if every step could break through the void.

He looked down at Su Mo with an extremely arrogant attitude, his eyes full of disdain and contempt, as if Su Mo was just an insignificant ant.

His voice was full of condescension, as if sparing Su Mo's life was already a great gift to him, and he did not take Su Mo seriously at all.

If he were in the outside world, he might still be a little afraid of Su Mo.

After all, Su Mo is the only true disciple of Xuanmen outside, and no one knows what life-saving trump cards the old guys of Xuanmen will prepare for Su Mo.

But within the Yunlan Dojo, they were suppressed by the power of the Dojo's rules and many external treasures could not be used. They could only rely on their own strength.

If not for this, how could they have taken so long and failed to reach the Yunlan Palace in time, and finally let this little Su Mo take advantage of them for nothing.

Such a newly promoted Daoist Master who had just achieved enlightenment only tens of millions of years ago, no matter how talented he was or how powerful his Xuanmen was, could only rival forty or fifty Daoist Masters, which was his limit. But he was the 156th Daoist Master, so dealing with a mere kid like Su Mo was a piece of cake.

Su Mo stood quietly in place, his posture upright, like an unshakable towering mountain, his eyes as sharp as lightning, meeting Sword Master Jianchen's eyes full of disdain and arrogance, as if he could see through the ugliness and arrogance in Sword Master Jianchen's heart at a glance.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, outlining a mocking smile, as if in his eyes, the Sword Master Jianchen was just a meaningless clown.

He is just a master of a hundred paths. I wonder who gave him the courage to threaten him, the master of three thousand paths.

Su Mo's heart was filled with contempt. He felt that it was extremely absurd that Sword Master Jianchen overestimated his own abilities. He didn't even have the interest to mock him. It would be a complete insult to himself to waste time talking to this ant.

He moved his right arm and grabbed towards Sword Master Jianchen with a claw.

"Damn it, Su Mo, you..."

The face of Sword Master Jianchen turned cold, like ice that had not melted for thousands of years. Endless anger burned wildly in his narrow sword eyes, as if he wanted to burn the entire world to ashes.

Out of consideration for the Xuanmen behind him, he was kind enough to give this kid Su Mo a chance to live. Not only did he not appreciate it, he even dared to attack him first. He was simply courting death.

Do you really think that you can act recklessly and look down on anyone just because you have the support of Xuanmen? It is really ridiculous!

Although Xuanmen is strong, their sword spirit clan is not comparable to the Tianchen Divine Court.

Just when he was about to use all his strength to teach Su Mo a painful lesson, Sword Master Jianchen's expression suddenly changed, as if he had seen the most horrifying scene in the world.

The rage burning in his eyes suddenly disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by endless fear, like a surging tide that completely submerged him.

Under Su Mo's seemingly casual claw, he, the master of one hundred and fifty-six Daos, was like the most humble ant, and had no power to resist at all.

All the strength in his body, including his innate chaos, was ruthlessly sealed by an invisible and powerful force, as if he was under a spell of immobilization. He could only watch as the huge hand that covered the sky and the sun slowly fell down and ruthlessly suppressed him.

"No...how could this happen..."

Sword Master Jianchen was filled with reluctance and disbelief, and let out a desperate roar.

Judging from his level of cultivation and knowledge, it would take at least three hundred Dao masters to make him feel so hopeless and powerless.

However, the Yunlan Taoist Temple had an age limit. He had never seen or even heard of any of the three hundred Taoist masters who were less than one Chaos Era old.

Even the renowned Daoist Yunlan took more than two Chaos Eras to break through to the realm of the Three Hundred Dao Lords.

"Could it be that... this little Su Mo's talent and aptitude are even greater than Daoist Yunlan's?"

The heart of Jianchen Sword Master was filled with doubts and fears, but soon, he had no chance to think about it any more, because the huge hand that covered the sky was already within reach...

“No, stop…”

Sword Master Jianchen shouted in horror, his voice echoing in the void, filled with despair and helplessness.

However, the giant hand that covered the sky did not stop at all, and continued to fall with unstoppable force, as if to crush all his hopes.

"No... I haven't yet broken through to become a Thousand Dao Master. I am unwilling to give up..."