Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

"Nether Dragon Guard? Could it be..."

In the Cang Ling Holy Land, several third-grade God Kings who stayed behind felt a tremor in their hearts and thought of a terrifying existence.

Xuanming Palace is the most powerful force in their Xuanming Domain. Legend has it that in Xuanming Palace, there are not only more than two hands of sixth-grade God Kings, but also seventh-grade and even eighth-grade God Kings.

Although the Cang Ling Holy Land is powerful now, controlling tens of thousands of God Kings in the 121 Chaos Continents, and even the fifth-grade God Kings are more than two hands, it is completely dwarfed by the behemoth Xuanming Palace and is not on the same level.

The Nether Dragon Guards in front of them alone could easily destroy them. Although they could not see the specific cultivation level of the black-robed man in the lead, they were very clear about the terrifying pressure from the four people behind them. They were all more than a hundred times stronger than Patriarch Yuanyi and his men. They were most likely the Sixth-Rank Divine Kings.

The black-robed man is the leader of all the Nether Dragon Guards, and his cultivation strength is only above those four. Even if he is not a seventh-grade God King, he is still a leader among the sixth-grade God Kings.

And their Cang Ling Holy Land, a sixth-grade holy land, only has the Qing Ling Patriarch. Now, the holy land is even more empty, and the elites are all fighting outside. Apart from the Qing Ling Patriarch, the strongest are these third-grade God Kings. So how can they win?

Endless fear and despair, like surging waves, quickly devoured their hearts, one after another. Each of them felt like they were in an endless abyss, with no glimmer of hope in sight.

......

Zuyuan, the ancestral temple.

Sitting high on the throne, the Qingling God King casually glanced at the Dark Elder and the Dark Dragon Guards behind him outside the guarding formation, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "A seventh-grade God King, not bad, and he can refine a ninth-grade God King puppet."

Then, the Qingling God King shouted softly: "Youye!"

"Master, the old slave is here."

A muffled sound, as if coming from the depths of the earth, echoed in the Ancestral God Palace for a long time.

The next second...

A faint light flashed by, and a man knelt on his knees before the Qingling God King.

Wearing Kirin armor and with a pair of black horns on his head, he was extremely tall, like a towering mountain. Just kneeling there quietly gave people an indescribable sense of oppression.

The terrifying aura is much stronger than that of Taixuan Patriarch of the Taichu Holy Land. He is only one step away from the 4,500 Dao Kings. In this universe of all gods, he is considered a perfect ninth-grade God King.

This is a God King puppet that the God King Qing Ling spent a lot of resources to refine using the corpse of a seventh-grade ancient demon at the God King level as the main body.

In this universe of all gods, it is better for him not to take action personally if he can, so as not to expose himself too early and attract the five great gods.

"Youye, they are handed over to you. Bring back those God Kings of the third rank and above." God King Qingling looked calm, but his tone revealed an unquestionable tone.

The ancient demon of the dark night responded respectfully: "I will follow the master's orders!" After that, he slowly stood up, and the dark light around him became stronger and stronger, as if it wanted to swallow up all the surrounding light.

"Boom..."

With a dull thud, the Ancient Demon of the Night took a step forward, directly out of the protective formation, and appeared not far from the Dark Elder.

"Ok?"

Elder Ming'an frowned slightly, looking at the suddenly appearing Dark Night Ancient Demon with a bit more fear and solemnity in his dark eyes. With his cultivation as a seventh-grade mid-stage God King, even a seventh-grade perfect God King could see some clues, but he could not see through the depth of the person in front of him. At a glance, it was like looking at the starry sky of the universe, unfathomable.

"Could it be that he is eight..."

at this time......

The Ancient Demon of the Dark Night took another step forward, his aura no longer suppressed. The terrifying pressure of a ninth-grade perfect God King erupted like a devastating storm with him as the center. In an instant, all the pressure erupted by Elder Ming'an and the group of Nether Dragon Guards behind him was completely disintegrated into nothingness.

Immediately afterwards, this terrifying pressure continued to crush towards Elder Ming'an and a group of Minglong Guards.

The Nether Dragon Guards below the third-rank Divine King had no time to react at all. They were completely shattered and their souls were destroyed under this extremely powerful pressure.

The Nether Dragon Guards of the third-rank Divine King and above were also feeling the same pain. They felt an invisible yet incredibly heavy force, like thousands of chaotic divine mountains crushing down at once. Their legs couldn't help but weaken, and their bones crackled, as if they would break at any moment.

Only Elder Ming'an was still able to stand, but his dark eyes were filled with fear and despair.

The terrifying pressure gave him the feeling that it was much more terrifying than the two ancestors in the clan.

Nine... Ninth-rank God King, this is actually a ninth-rank God King.

Finished!

Not only will they be doomed to die, but even their Xuanming Divine Palace may be doomed.

"Boom..."

As if unable to withstand this overwhelming force, the void emitted a violent roar, followed by a sudden tremor. A massive, pitch-black hand rapidly expanded before the eyes of the Dark Elders and their companions, like the hand of a demon, stealing their entire consciousness.

"Do not......"

With a desperate and unwilling wail, Elder Ming'an and all the God Kings of the third rank and above under his command were ruthlessly suppressed.

......

Zuyuan, the ancestral temple.

"Whoosh..."

A faint light flashed, and the Dark Night Ancient Demon once again knelt at the feet of the Azure Spirit God King and said respectfully, "Master, I have fulfilled your command. All the God Kings of the third rank and above have been suppressed by this old servant."

After saying that, the ancient demon of the dark night waved his hand, a faint light flashed, and the dark elders and others appeared in the ancestral palace like trapped beasts.

They all looked weak, with varying degrees of injuries on their bodies, their eyes filled with fear and unwillingness, yet they were bound by an invisible force and could not move.

The Qingling Divine King sat upright on the throne, looking down at everything calmly. He nodded slightly and said, "Well done! Since the Xuanming Divine Palace dared to attack me, there is no need to keep them any longer. Youye, go to the Xuanming Divine Palace and bring back all the Divine Kings of the third rank and above."

Originally, I didn't want to take action against the number one overlord of Xuanming Realm so early, but they are looking for death, and the Qingling God King will not tolerate them.

"Yes, Master!"

The ancient demon of the dark night responded respectfully, and a dark light flashed around him. Like a black meteor, he disappeared in the Ancestral Palace in an instant.

The Qingling God King's gaze fell on the weak Elder Ming'an. A gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes. He raised his hand and grabbed Elder Ming'an in the air, and he was pulled in front of him like a puppet.

Soon, the Avenue of Time enveloped the Ancestral God Palace, and the speed of time flow in the Ancestral God Palace soared by millions, tens of millions of times...

Countless mysterious divine patterns, like nimble rune snakes, quickly emerged from all directions, integrating with vast amounts of extremely precious natural treasures, as well as a group of third-grade and above God Kings, and quickly converged towards the Dark Elder, causing the Dark Elder's aura to rise rapidly at a terrifying speed.

......

Cang Ling Holy Land.

At this time, the group of God King elders finally came to their senses and looked towards Zu Yuan. "It seems that the rumors are not groundless. The ancestor has really joined a super power."

He was able to take down five sixth-grade God Kings with one palm. Even if he was not a seventh-grade God King, he was not much different. Such a strong man was definitely not something that the ancestor could control.

......

Time flies, and soon, three thousand years have passed.

Hongling Continent, Cangling Holy Land, Ancestral God Palace.

The Qingling God King quickly formed seals with his hands, and mysterious runes quickly merged into the body of a great demon with a tiger head and a human body in the center of the temple. A terrifying pressure comparable to that of a perfect Taoist king rose from his great demon body and spread to the entire Ancestral God Palace.

This is the forty-third God King puppet he has refined, including thirty-two ninth-grade God Kings and eleven tenth-grade God Kings. With the help of these God King puppets, the power under his command has expanded madly in all directions like a snowball. Now, after the Xuanming Domain, two more large domains have fallen into his hands.

......

Another three thousand years passed.

In the eastern part of the Ten Thousand Gods Universe, one of the three hundred major domains - the Tianjiao Domain, the Tianjiao Clan, and the Jiao Palace.

The current Tianjiao King of the Tianjiao tribe sat on an ancient bronze throne, his brows tightly furrowed together, forming a deep "Chuan" character.

"Strange? How come so many top-level God Kings appear?"

The God Kings of the ninth rank and above are all the top powerful ones in their universe of all gods. In the past, there might not be one that appeared in dozens or even hundreds of chaotic eras. But now, dozens of them have emerged in just a few thousand years. There must be a big secret behind this.

"Could it be that..."