Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

The Mingling Chaos Circle is eighty billion years away.

There is a chaotic void that stretches for hundreds of millions of years. It is like a death zone cursed by chaos, exuding a creepy and terrifying atmosphere.

It was like the remains after the collapse of the cosmic order, presenting a terrifying chaos and disorder, with countless chaotic storms raging wildly like ancient beasts on the loose.

They intertwined and collided with each other, forming huge energy vortices. Wherever they passed, time and space were distorted and collapsed like a broken mirror, and finally merged into terrifying time and space vortices.

Just like the devil from hell with bloody mouth, greedily devouring everything around them. Anything that appears near them will be pulled in and disappear without a trace.

To ordinary Hundred Dao Masters, these whirlpools of time and space are like the insurmountable abyss of death. Anyone who dares to approach their range of Hundred Dao Years will be ruthlessly drawn in and crushed into powder, without even a trace of residue left.

Even if it is the Lord of Thousand Daos, if he dares to go deep into this chaotic void, he will step into the gates of hell and be in danger of death. If he is not careful, he will be completely swallowed up and destroyed by the vortex of time and space, and not even a trace of his soul will be retained.

However, in the most terrifying central area of this chaotic void, a strange and shocking picture appeared.

A young man in purple sat cross-legged quietly, like a stabilizing force in the center of a storm, unmoved by the chaos outside.

He exudes a mysterious and ancient aura, with 3,499 avenues surrounding him, like chaotic dragons bred from chaos, with bared fangs and claws, in various shapes and forms.

Each one exudes a unique light and breath, interweaving to create a mysterious and powerful aura, in stark contrast to the chaotic storm raging outside.

The chaotic energy from all directions, as if summoned by some mysterious force, gathered towards the purple-robed young man without hesitation like a moth to a flame.

As the vast amount of chaotic energy was devoured and absorbed, a new Avenue Dragon was formed in the center of the 3,499 Avenue Dragons.

That is the Tidal Avenue, one of the 3,890 basic avenues.

At first, the Tidal Avenue was like a wisp of illusory smoke, looming in the center of the avenue dragons, and it seemed that it could dissipate at any time.

But as time went on, the chaotic energy continued to flow into the body of the purple-robed young man, and it began to gradually condense.

Gradually, a vague dragon-shaped outline took shape, and then the dragon-shaped outline became clearer and stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, pieces of dark blue scales began to emerge on the dragon's body, and each scale sparkled with a mysterious luster, like the heart of the deep ocean.

Countless fine Dao runes were engraved on it, emitting rays of blue light, as if telling the ancient way of tides.

As time goes by, the scales become more and more crystal clear, as if carved from the purest deep-sea gems, exuding a charming and dangerous aura.

After a cup of tea, the dragon head gradually took shape, and its eyes were like two bright blue moons, emitting a breathtaking light, containing endless depth and mystery.

The dragon's whiskers swayed gently in the chaotic airflow, as if sensing everything around it. Every swing seemed to be in silent communication with the chaotic void.

Half an hour later, the Tide Dragon was almost completely formed, half the size of other basic avenue dragons. The dragon's tail was like a giant fan, and a slight swing of it could cause violent fluctuations in the chaotic energy, as if simulating the rise and fall of the chaotic tides.

A layer of azure divine light lingered above the dragon's body, rippling out like water waves, and every ripple contained powerful tidal force.

Another half hour passed, and the tidal dragon in the center of the dragon group finally took shape.

It raised its head and roared, and the dragon's roar sounded like rolling thunder, echoing for a long time in the chaotic void. The voice was filled with the joy of new life and strong self-confidence.

It was like a declaration to this chaotic world, announcing its birth and power.

At this moment, the aura of the purple-robed young man gradually stabilized, and his cultivation successfully stabilized at the level of 3,500 Dao Lords.

The young man in purple robe was none other than Su Mo.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, nine million years have passed since Xuanmen took down the Sword Spirit Clan.

During these nine million years, Su Mo and his group of illusory spirit bodies have been quite lucky and have caught many big fish. Now, the lifespan they can infuse every day has exceeded 1.5 million years. And sixteen hundred years ago, Su Mo gathered enough lifespan to successfully forge a top-level Dao God and Demon Body, with the talent and potential to break through the three thousand five hundred Dao Lords.

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After counting the interest.

"boom......"

Su Mo's tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and three thousand five hundred avenues intertwined and collided in his eyes. The terrifying divine light of the avenue was like a peerless divine weapon, invincible. At this moment, if a cultivator appeared in front of him, even a master of the two thousand five hundred avenues like Lingxiao Sword Ancestor, would have his body destroyed in an instant and his soul severely damaged.

But deep in his pupils, there was a hint of disappointment.

I thought that with this major breakthrough, the overall strength would increase dramatically like before, but unfortunately, the result was somewhat unsatisfactory.

He has already mastered all the supreme, top-level, and advanced avenues, and now he only has 500 more basic avenues, which has a very limited impact on his strength improvement.

Now, he might be able to challenge the 4,200 to 4,300 Dao Lords by jumping levels, and survive in the hands of the 4,600 to 700 Dao Lords. In the Shenxiao Immortal Court, if a slightly stronger fourth-rank immortal official takes action, he might be completely defeated.

"Forget it, I still have time."

Su Mo shook his head lightly, quickly dispelling the loss in his heart. Only nine million years had passed, and by the time the guiding fairy envoy arrived, his cultivation would most likely be able to break through once more.

Afterwards, when the news of the demise of the Sword Spirit Clan and other clans was transmitted back to the Shenxiao Immortal Court and reached the ears of Linghuang Sword Ancestor and others, and then they took action, even if his top-level Dao God and Demon Body could not reach complete perfection and control the realm of five thousand Daos, there was still hope for him to forge a top-level high-level Dao God and Demon Body and break through to the realm of four thousand five hundred Dao Lords.

With the continuous breakthroughs in cultivation, the fishing range of Su Mo's original body and Lingxu's illusory body expanded rapidly like ripples, and was no longer limited to the chaotic area where they were.

As his fishing range continued to expand, his harvest also increased and improved continuously.

By then, as long as he doesn't face those beings above the Dao Lord in the Shenxiao Immortal Court, even if he is defeated, he will have no problem protecting himself.

Among those three immortal officials, the highest one was only a seventeenth-rank immortal official, whose cultivation had barely stepped into the threshold of two thousand Dao masters, and who could have some intersection with a fourth-rank immortal official. Even if he had great luck, it would be almost impossible for him to make friends with a third-rank great god, let alone ask a third-rank great god for help.

next moment......

Su Mo slowly stood up, and a purple light flashed around him, like a bright meteor that cut through the chaotic darkness and enveloped his body.

His figure swayed slightly, and he seemed to merge into the purple light. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the chaotic void, leaving behind the still raging chaotic storm and the twisted vortex of time and space, as if he had never stayed there.

When he appeared again, he had already crossed 80 billion years of chaos and returned to the Prince of Zhennan's Palace.

Nine million years later, the entire palace became much more lively again.

As soon as you step into the palace, you can hear bursts of laughter and joy, and there are many more beautiful women around.

All of them are masters of the great way, with graceful figures and extraordinary temperament.

Whether wearing gorgeous colorful clothes or simple and elegant robes, every gesture and movement reveals elegance and nobility.

There are even quite a few Dao Masters who are over a hundred Daos, and the strongest woman is a Dao Master of three hundred Daos.

Not only does Su Mo have the support of the giant Xuanmen, but his own talent is also unparalleled in the world.

Less than one Chaos Era old, he was already a 300-Taoist master. His extraordinary talent was much stronger than that of Daoist Master Yunlan.

As long as one does not die midway in the future, breaking through the three thousand Dao masters is only a matter of time. Even the legendary four thousand Dao masters is not impossible. I don't know how many forces want to get close to this future mountain in advance.

For nine million years, the Zhennan Palace has been crowded with people.

Countless powerful men were wandering around the palace, their eyes full of expectation and desire, hoping to find an opportunity to enter the palace and become a member of it.

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In chaos, there is no counting of years, and soon, 180 million years had passed.

Xilin Chaos Circle is a small chaos circle among the eighty-three chaos circles. Its ranking is even lower than Mingling Chaos Circle, and it barely squeezes into the top seventy.

In the Xilin Chaos Circle, billions of years away, an ancient Chaos Divine Ship was traveling through the chaos.

The shape is simple and mysterious. The hull is made of a strange chaotic metal, emitting a faint glow, as if telling its long history.

The Shenzhou is engraved with densely packed Dao runes, which are flickering and flowing continuously, as if providing the Shenzhou with an endless supply of power.

The speed is so fast that it is astonishing. Even the 2,500 Dao masters like Lingxiao Sword Ancestor cannot match it.

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