Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

The nine universes including Chenxu Universe are millions of years away and are almost dead silent.

Suddenly, a soft "puff" sound seemed to tear the silence of space apart, and a strange ripple appeared in the void of the universe.

Immediately afterwards, an eight-armed Shura clan king with two heads and eight arms, wearing black armor, appeared in the void.

As soon as the Taoist King appeared, he quickly looked around.

However, with just one glance, his eyes instantly widened, their bloodshot pupils seemingly pulled by an invisible force, expanding infinitely. His gaze was filled with utter terror, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world. His face was distorted to the utmost with fear and pain, his features almost squeezed together, appearing exceptionally hideous.

The next second...

"boom......"

With a deafening "bang", the body of the eight-armed Shura Taoist King exploded in the void of the universe like a star on its way to doomsday.

In an instant, a brilliant and dazzling light bloomed. It was the last flower of his life, like a small sun, illuminating the void in all directions as bright as day. Then the light gradually dissipated, leaving only a vibration in the void.

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Wanlong Universe, the original space.

Su Mo sat cross-legged above the Sea of Origin. The eight-armed giant in front of them had disappeared, replaced by the eight-armed ancient Jun.

Millions of years passed, and the origin of the universe in the body of the Eight-Armed Giant had long been devoured by him. However, in order to avoid being exposed too early, a part of the Eight-Armed Giant's soul was left, and it was not completely killed.

Suddenly, Su Mo seemed to sense something, his eyelids trembled slightly, and his eyes, which were originally closed, slowly opened.

In an instant, light burst out in his eyes, as if dazzling stars exploded in his eyes.

Looking closely, within the light, one could vaguely see miniaturized eight-armed Shuras, lifelike and as if they would jump out at any moment.

"These disgusting aphids are appearing more and more frequently. It seems that another battle between me and the Nine-Pattern Universe Masters of the Eight-Armed Shura Clan is not far away."

The corners of Su Mo's mouth rose slightly, outlining a meaningful smile, and his eyes looked towards the direction of the Shura Universe, his eyes full of a deep insight into everything.

"However, it is not so easy to meet my illusory bodies!"

After successfully upgrading all 1080 Hongmeng Divine Flags to quasi-seventh-level cosmic treasures and seventh-level low-level cosmic treasures, Lingxu Huanshen has never been idle for tens of millions of years. At every moment, Lingxu Huanshen shuttles through the starry sky, setting up cosmic formations.

Tens of millions of years have passed, and even Su Mo is still unclear. He can only use one word to describe it, that is, insane. Even the Lord of the Nine-Pattern Universe would feel his scalp tingling when he sees it.

At this moment, he was not in a hurry to start a complete war with the Eight-Armed Shura Clan. The longer the time dragged on, the more beneficial it would be for him. As the origin of the universe in the body of Eight-Armed Gu Jun was continuously devoured and refined by him, his overall strength was improving all the time, and his illusory body was synchronized with his cultivation and was also improving from time to time.

After taking another look at the direction of the Shura Universe, Su Mo slowly closed his eyes and continued to devour and refine the power of the origin of the universe from the Eight-Armed Gu Jun.

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Shura Hall.

“Da…da…da…da…”

Eight-armed Mondo sat on the purple-gold throne with a solemn expression. His fingers subconsciously tapped the armrests of the throne, making rhythmic sounds, as if he was having a conversation with his inner anxiety.

His four long blood-red eyebrows were like four winding blood-red dragons, tightly entangled together, showing his extreme confusion in his heart, and his eyes were full of doubts and puzzlement.

"Who exactly is this mysterious force?"

Over the years, with the full mobilization of their Eight-Armed Shura Clan and all the major clans, it can be said that the entire Huanxu Zhouhe River has been turned upside down. All the major forces that have grudges against their Eight-Armed Shura Clan and even the sixteen clans, as well as the other three overlords of their Huanxu Zhouhe River, have no connection with that mysterious force.

That mysterious force seemed to have popped out from between rocks, leaving no information at all in their Huanxu Zhouhe.

"Could it be that they are not from our Huanxu Zhouhe, but from other major Zhouhe forces?"

Suddenly, an idea flashed in Eight-Armed Mundo's mind, and an idea quickly took root in his sea of consciousness.

A powerful force with a Nine-Pattern Peak or even a Perfect Universe Master in charge must have been passed down for at least several cosmic eras. If it were really their Huanxu Zhouhe force, it would be impossible that there would be no trace left after such a long time.

Thinking of this, Eight-Armed Mundo's eyes became more solemn.

In the Huanxu Zhouhe River, their Eight-Armed Shura Clan is the local tyrant, and almost no news can be hidden from their eyes and ears. But outside the Huanxu Zhouhe River, their Eight-Armed Shura Clan only has some reputation in the surrounding major Zhouhe Rivers. If it is farther away, the impact will not be completely negligible, but it will not make much difference.

Trying to find that mysterious force is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Forget it. Let's first have someone explore the surrounding major cosmic rivers to see if we can get any useful clues."

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Spring goes and autumn comes, and in the blink of an eye, another three million years have passed.

Wanlong Universe, the original space.

The eight-armed Gu Jun has shrunk a lot, and his body has lost nearly three layers of the origin of the universe.

At this time, Su Mo's Seven-Turn Hongmeng Divine Body stabilized at the Seven-Turn Great Perfection Realm. Relying solely on the power of the divine body, he could crush most of the Seven-Pattern Peak Universe Lords and catch up with the Seven-Pattern Perfect Universe Lords.

The overall strength has more than doubled.

At this moment, if he were to face the three Eight-Armed Qinghuangs, even without using forbidden magical powers, he could suppress them all with just the Thousand Gods Formation, and it would only take a few more breaths of time.

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The universe does not count years, and soon, another 15 million years passed.

In the depths of the Shura Blood Sea, which is filled with endless bloody atmosphere, the Shura Ancestral Temple is like a silent and ancient giant beast entrenched here.

This mysterious ancestral temple, after countless years of baptism, exudes a chilling and eerie atmosphere, as if telling the unknown evil past of the universe.

This place is not somewhere else, it is the greatest support of the Eight-Armed Shura Clan, and the place where the Shura ancestor practiced in seclusion.

In the deepest part of the Shura Ancestral Temple, there was a thick and almost tangible blood mist. In this blood-colored fog, half of the Shura Ancestor's body was submerged in a lake of blood.

His blood-red hair, as flamboyant as flames, was scattered wantonly, and every strand seemed to contain infinite magical power, swaying slightly with the ripples of the blood lake.

His face was cold and evil, and his eyes were like four burning blood flames, deep and terrifying, as if containing endless malice and greed.

The aura on his body is ancient and evil, like the source of all evil, constantly emitting heart-pounding and terrifying fluctuations. Any creature below the Lord of the Universe, even those quasi-Lords of the Universe, will be depraved and fall into the endless dark abyss if they stare at him for too long. Their divine bodies will also be distorted under the erosion of this evil force, becoming horrible monsters, losing their self-awareness, and becoming puppets of evil.

Countless blood energy turned into blood dragons, tumbling and roaring above the blood lake. They rushed towards the Shura ancestor frantically, turning into the origin of blood, which was quickly devoured and refined by him.

At this moment, not far from the blood lake, there was a man kneeling on one knee with his head lowered, a look of self-blame and guilt on his face.

"Mundo is incompetent. He has yet to find any useful information about that mysterious force. I hope the ancestor will punish him."

As he expected, these 18 million years were completely in vain, and no clues about the mysterious force were found.

"Get up! Since we can't find it, there's no need to search any further. Go down and prepare. When the time comes, I will take action!"

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