Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

The chaotic void was like a doomsday battlefield at this moment. The angry and desperate roars of the Xinglan Sword Master and the Xuanshuang Sword Master were like heavy bombs, exploding in the void and echoing for a long time, as if to shatter the chaotic void that was already riddled with holes and broken around it.

A large number of monks around did not even have the chance to scream. They were like pieces of paper. Under the impact of the rolling waves of sound, their bodies shattered and completely disintegrated, turning into dust. Even their souls turned to ashes, without even a trace left, as if they had never existed in this world.

This is the helplessness and sorrow of the weak. In front of the Thousand Dao Masters, those below the Lord of the Great Dao, even those Quasi-Dao Masters who have comprehended the complete Great Dao, do not even have the qualifications to watch this battle if they do not have the protection of the Lord of the Great Dao.

For them, the mere aftermath of that sound wave was an insurmountable chasm of death and an abyss of despair leading to destruction.

However, not many of the masters of the surrounding avenues cared about their life or death.

In their lofty gaze, the Lord of the Dao and those below him seemed to be two completely different worlds, like creatures in two dimensions, vastly different from each other and could not be compared.

Unless they are their own disciples or descendants, few Dao masters would care about the life and death of the creatures below them. In their eyes, the fate of these weaklings is nothing but insignificant dust in the chaotic world.

At this moment, they were staring at the empty battlefield in amazement, their eyes full of disbelief.

How dare Xuanmen Yuding Zhenren act like this?

Are they in the Xuan Sect really not afraid that the Sword Spirit Clan will fight them to the death?

Although the two magic swords, Xinglan and Xuanshuang, are good, and taking them is enough to raise the strength of a dominant force to a higher level, compared with completely breaking off relations with the Sword Spirit Clan and falling into a situation of life and death, the disadvantages outweigh the advantages.

As one of the top five dominant forces in this chaotic area, the Sword Spirit Clan has a profound power base.

Although it may be slightly inferior to the new overlord Xuanmen, the gap is not that big.

Moreover, the Sword Spirit Clan is not a newcomer to the Xuanmen sect. As a local tyrant that has been operating in this area for hundreds of chaotic eras, the Sword Spirit Clan has complex power and has good relations with many overlord forces.

Once Xuanmen and the Jianling clan really go to war, Xuanmen will have to face more than just the Jianling clan. By then, all forces will be involved, and it is still unknown who will be the winner in the end.

Even if Xuanmen manages to achieve the final victory by chance, it will inevitably pay a heavy price, suffer heavy damage to its vitality, and greatly reduce its strength.

Going into an all-out war with the Sword Spirit Clan just for two high-level Chaos Spirit Treasures does not seem to be a wise choice no matter how you look at it.

It would be almost the same if it was replaced with the Xuanling Sword, the first of the seven "great" swords of the Sword Spirit Clan and the only top-level chaos spiritual treasure.

"Fellow Daoist Yu Ding, if you really want to kill us all, my Sword Spirit Clan is not someone you can easily mess with."

"Fellow Daoist Yu Ding, there is no deep hatred between us that cannot be resolved, so why do you have to be so heartless?"

"Fellow Daoist Yu Ding, it is better to resolve a feud than to create one. My Sword Spirit Clan has no intention of being an enemy of your Xuan Sect. As long as you are willing to stop and let my brothers go, we brothers are willing to offer you a high-level Chaos Spirit Treasure as compensation. Moreover, we promise that we will never cause trouble for you or Xuan Sect in the future."

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Seeing that their threats were fruitless, the Xinglan Sword Master and the Xuanshuang Sword Master resorted to bribe Jade Ding Zhenren and even took out a high-level Chaos Magic Treasure just to save their natal swords.

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“These two old guys are willing to give it up.”

Su Mo, who was standing behind Jade Ding Zhenren, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, and glanced at the two magic swords as quickly as lightning. Although a high-level chaos spiritual treasure was missing, this one was not too risky.

If their Xuanmen was really as the world knew it was, a force of only 2,500 Taoist masters, then he would have stopped while he was ahead and let them go.

"Unfortunately, you are thirty million years late in saying this." Su Mo raised his eyebrows, and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes, as if he was mocking the struggle and pleading of Sword Master Xinglan and Sword Master Xuanshuang at this moment.

The next second...

The power of the Avenue of Time and Space that had been constantly erasing the imprints of the souls of Sword Master Xinglan and Sword Master Xuanshuang was not weakened in the slightest by their pleas and inducements. Instead, it seemed to be stimulated by some mysterious force and suddenly became much stronger.

I saw that the chain of time and space wrapped around the two magic swords, Xinglan and Xuanshuang, was shining brightly, and countless runes of the avenue of time and space were flashing and jumping, like smart elves, constantly pouring into the two magic swords, penetrating into their original space, frantically erasing the soul imprints left in them by the masters of the Xinglan and Xuanshuang swords.

After feeling the power of the Avenue of Time and Space suddenly increase, the Xinglan Sword Master and the Xuanshuang Sword Master were stunned at first, and then their faces were covered with despair, as if they saw their impending tragic end.

"Do not......"

The Master of the Xinglan Sword let out a desperate wail, and the sound echoed in the origin space of the divine sword, filled with unwillingness and resentment.

His eyes were wide open and almost bursting, filled with endless anger and madness, as if he had made a desperate decision. All the strength in his body was raging wildly, trying to make a final struggle.

At the same time, in the origin space of the Xuanshuang Divine Sword, the master of the Xuanshuang Sword also let out a miserable wail and burst out with his last strength. Countless chaotic ice dragons roared out, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, carrying the terrifying chill that could freeze everything, and rushed towards the power of the Avenue of Time and Space, trying to resist the impending annihilation.

However, all of this is like an ant trying to shake a tree and cannot shake the avenue of time and space in the slightest.

At this moment, although Jade Ding Zhenren did not burst out much power, it was enough to rival two thousand Dao masters. Even if their original bodies were here, they might not be able to resist the power of the Avenue of Time and Space, let alone their mere two soul imprints.

Almost at the same time, the bodies of the Xinglan Sword Master and the Xuanshuang Sword Master began to fade at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually became transparent, as if they were about to dissipate in the endless void.

“Ah… Old man Yu Ding, and Xuanmen, my Sword Spirit Clan will not let you go.”

"You will pay the price for what you did today."

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The Ten Thousand Swords Chaos Circle, the lair of the Sword Spirit Clan - Sword Spirit Chaos, exudes a mysterious and ancient atmosphere.

Here, thousands of swords are intertwined and sword energy is rampant, as if building a sword world independent of the chaotic sea.

The rich sword energy permeated the air like a substance, and every trace of sword energy contained endless sharpness, as if it could slaughter immortals and gods with just a slight wave.

The Xinglan Sword Master's training ground - Xingjian Palace.

Although it is called a palace, it is actually more like a vast and boundless starry world.

Stepping into it, it feels like being at the center of the universe, surrounded by twinkling stars and moving nebulae, like a dream.

Those stars, big or small, bright or dim, all exude infinite star power.

Eventually, they converge into long rivers of star power, rushing towards the center of the starry sky like surging rivers, making bursts of roars as they flow. Wherever they pass, ripples appear in the void, as if paying tribute to this mysterious starry world.

The Master of Xinglan Sword, wearing a star robe, was sitting cross-legged in the center of this starry world.

It was like a devouring black hole, madly devouring the surging star power.

His body was like a bottomless pit, constantly absorbing star power in an attempt to break through his own limits.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened. The Xinglan Sword Master, who was originally immersed in cultivation, turned extremely pale. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. His lips trembled slightly, as if he was in great pain.

The next second...

He opened his mouth wide and a mouthful of silver divine blood spurted out like an arrow, drawing a shocking track in the bright starry sky, and then splashed onto the stars not far away, making a faint "sizzling" sound, as if corroding this sacred starry sky.

As this mouthful of divine blood spurted out, his aura dropped rapidly like a balloon punctured by a needle.

The majestic momentum that was originally as deep as the sea now quickly receded like the tide, leaving behind only endless weakness and dejection.

The body of the Dao God also began to tremble uncontrollably, and his hands tightly grasped the cushion made of stars beneath him. His knuckles turned white due to the force, as if he was trying to grasp the gradually disappearing power.

His eyes were filled with resentment and anger, and his originally bright eyes became dull and lifeless.

After a long while, Xinglan Sword Master slowly raised his head, his eyes burning with rage, as if he wanted to burn the starry sky to ashes. His lips trembled slightly, and he squeezed out a series of words full of resentment from between his teeth: "Ah...Xuanmen! Old man Yuding! And that kid Su Mo! You stole my magic sword and destroyed my foundation. This hatred is irreconcilable. I will make you pay with blood!"

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