Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

A cold and murderous voice, like rumbling thunder, exploded from the distant sky, resounding through the void with the force of thunder.

The sound contained endless majesty and power, shaking the surrounding space like fragile tissue paper, and causing ripples that were clearly visible to the naked eye, as if just a little more pressure could completely shatter this piece of void.

Immediately afterwards, two brilliant sword lights, like peerless sharp edges galloping from the endless depths of the universe, tore through space with the terrifying momentum of the creation of the world.

It was so bright and dazzling, like a scorching sun suddenly descending, making it impossible for many monks to open their eyes.

The space, which was already on the verge of collapse, could no longer hold on and shattered into pieces.

Ink-black cracks in space spread rapidly like a madly spreading spider web, with traces of chaotic turbulence overflowing from them.

It was like a demon from the abyss, wreaking havoc in the void in all directions, leaving devastation wherever it passed, as if it was going to drag all things in the world into endless chaos and destruction.

The next second...

The sword light, which was so dazzling that it almost blinded people, quickly dissipated like the receding tide.

The figures of two peerless sword masters slowly emerged from it, like two war gods walking out of ancient mythology.

One of them was wearing a robe as white as snow, without a trace of impurities, as if it was not stained by any dust in the world. It floated gently in the void, like a white cloud drifting in the wind.

It forms a sharp contrast with the chaotic void, yet it blends into the whole in a miraculous way, like the only pure place in this chaotic world.

Sword energy swirled around his body, like a lively elf, leaping and circling around him happily, or like a sharp blade ready to attack at any time. Each sword contained astonishingly sharp power, as if nothing in the world could stop its edge.

His well-defined face revealed an innate arrogance and determination, as if he had long since transcended this world and nothing in the world could shake his will.

His eyes were like a deep cold pool, revealing endless coldness and determination, as if everything in the world was like an ant in his eyes, not worth mentioning.

The whole person is like a peerless divine sword drawn from its sheath, so sharp that people dare not look directly at it.

The other person was wearing a blue gown, just like the boundless ocean, unfathomable.

In his eyes, countless sword skills flickered like bright stars, as if giving birth to the supreme sword art.

Once it is triggered, it will cause terrifying power to destroy the world, kill gods and demons.

His skin was slightly pale, but it did not weaken his temperament. Instead, it made him look even more cold and elegant, as if he was an immortal who was detached from the mundane world.

His long blue hair fell like a waterfall, fluttering in the wind behind his head, emitting a faint blue light, which complemented his aura and gave people a dreamy yet sharp and compelling feeling.

It was as if he was both a peerless swordsman from a fantasy wonderland and the cold-blooded sword master who controlled the life and death of all living things.

"They are the Qingxiao Sword Master and Qiongtian Sword Master, two of the three great sword masters of this generation of the Sword Spirit Clan."

"What is going on? How did they end up against Su Mo?"

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In an instant, a large number of cultivators in the surrounding void seemed to be cast under a spell. The confused expressions that were originally caused by the early closure of the Yunlan Dojo disappeared without a trace. They all looked at Su Mo and the other two, their eyes full of curiosity, shock and confusion.

"The Jianchen that Qingxiao Sword Master and the others mentioned just now, could it be that he is the Sword Spirit Clan's other contemporary Sword Master - Sword Master Jianchen?"

"Hiss... How is this possible? The Sword Master of Jianchen is the master of a hundred paths, how could Xuanmen Su Mo suppress him?"

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It would be fine if it was in the outside world, but they all came from the Yunlan Dojo, and were suppressed by the power of the rules of the Yunlan Dojo. How could Xuanmen Su Mo be a match for Sword Master Jianchen?

If anyone is to be suppressed, it should be Sword Master Jianchen who should suppress Su Mo.

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the other side.

The geniuses and evildoers from the powerful clans such as the Desolate Sky Divine Clan, who were originally ready to snatch the Immortal Order from Su Mo, temporarily suppressed the impulse in their hearts after seeing the appearance of the Blue Sky Sword Master and the Sky Sword Master.

There was a shrewd light in their eyes. They looked at the Qingxiao Sword Master and the Qiongtian Sword Master meaningfully, each of them had their own calculations in their minds.

"Alright, let's let the Qingxiao Sword Master and Qiongtian Sword Master find out the truth about this little Su Mo."

"With their background, they should be able to find out the true details of this Su Mo kid."

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Before the rise of Xuanmen, among the eighty-three "big" chaos circles, among the billions of clans, only the Wilderness Sky God Clan could suppress Xuanmen. The other clans were at most on par with the Sword Spirit Clan, and had an extremely strong foundation.

As the current sword masters of the Sword Spirit Clan, the Qingxiao Sword Master and the Qiongtian Sword Master have extremely powerful cards in their possession.

If they really wanted to do whatever it took and use all their trump cards, even some of the Thousand Dao Masters would have to be wary of them. If they were not careful, they might suffer a great loss at their hands.

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The Qingxiao Sword Master and the Qiongtian Sword Master were not far away.

A cold light flashed in Su Mo's eyes, like two cold lightning bolts, cutting through the surrounding void, as if to freeze everything.

Then he shouted coldly, "Ant, you are looking for death!"

Although the voice was not loud, it exploded in everyone's ears like a huge bell, carrying with it endless disdain and majesty, as if he was facing not two peerless geniuses, the masters of a hundred paths, but two insignificant ants.

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Mo swung his right arm and directly suppressed the Qingxiao Sword Master and the Qiongtian Sword Master with a palm.

In an instant, the entire chaotic void trembled, as if it could not withstand the terrifying force that was about to explode.

Countless invisible silk threads were pulled, making sharp sounds, as if announcing to the world that a terrible disaster was about to occur.

Then, the phantoms of the three hundred avenues, like ancient gods, slowly emerged in the chaotic void with an ancient and mysterious aura.

They intertwined and collided with each other, making a deafening roar, forming a gorgeous yet dangerous light curtain, lingering above the giant hand that covered the sky, as if the giant hand was covered with a layer of mysterious and powerful divine armor.

Wherever it passed, space shattered like fragile glass, revealing dark cracks in the void, from which countless chaotic currents gushed out, as if they were going to devour everything in the world.

In an instant, the entire chaotic void was like a calm lake that was dropped with a heavy bomb. From all directions, the masters of the great ways were struck by lightning. Expressions of horror froze on their faces. They stared at Su Mo with disbelief in their eyes.

"Ah... three... three hundred Dao masters, and even eighteen top-level Daos. This... this is not a dream, is it?"

A trembling and terrified voice came out from the mouth of an old antique, echoing wildly in the silent void, as if carrying endless fear and confusion.

You know, Su Mo just walked out of the Yunlan Dojo. It is well known that the real bone age of those who can enter the Yunlan Dojo will never exceed one Chaos Era.

It turned out that he had completely mastered the three hundred avenues. This monster was simply refreshing their cognition.

Even those geniuses and evildoers from the dominant forces such as the Desolate Sky God Clan, who had long witnessed Su Mo's power, seemed to be under a spell at this moment. They stared at Su Mo in amazement, and the expressions on their faces gradually changed from initial shock to deep frustration.

Compared with Su Mo, these so-called peerless geniuses and eternal evildoers are simply a joke.

To call them geniuses is just flattering them.

The Qingxiao Sword Master and the Qiongtian Sword Master, who were at the center of the storm, felt as if their hearts were being tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand, and a chill ran up from the soles of their feet to their hearts.

The two looked at each other subconsciously, and there was a hint of fear that was hard to conceal in each other's eyes.

Fortunately, they have left the Yunlan Dojo. If they were still in it, under the restriction of the dojo rules, with the terrifying strength Su Mo showed now, they would not have a chance to resist, and what awaited them would be irreparable consequences. Just imagining it made them shudder.

But now, the cold sword light flashed across the eyes of the two.

"Su Mo, stop being so presumptuous! Xinglan Divine Sword, bring out!"

"Destroy the Divine Sword Xuanshuang for me!"

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