Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Shura Universe, Shura Ancestral Temple.

The Shura Ancestor stepped out of the blood lake, his two pairs of blood-red eyes filled with anxiety surging like a storm.

His body was trembling slightly, and an extremely oppressive aura filled the air around him. It was a complex emotion of anger and worry, like a thick dark cloud, weighing heavily on his heart.

He never expected that the mysterious force would be so terrifying. It actually possessed four Nine-Pattern Perfect Universe Lords, forcing his strongest incarnation of the Lord of the Universe and the fifteen Nine-Pattern Universe Lords under his command into a desperate situation, leaving them with only the ability to defend themselves and no power to fight back.

"If you defend too long, you will lose. I must go and rescue the incarnation and the others immediately."

The voice of the Shura Ancestor was low and hoarse, like a roar coming from the depths of the Nine Nether Hell, filled with endless resentment and determination.

It would be fine if it was just the Nine-Pattern Universe Masters of the three major clans, such as Tianluo Mingzhu, but the other thirteen Universe Masters all came from their Eight-Armed Shura Clan. If anything went wrong, it would be a devastating blow to their Eight-Armed Shura Clan.

If they are not careful, many of the Eight-Armed Shura clan’s foundations outside the Shura Universe will be destroyed.

Not to mention others, the other three overlords of Huanxu Zhouhe would never miss such a godsend opportunity. They would definitely take advantage of the opportunity to add insult to injury and completely divide up the Eight-Armed Shura Clan's external forces.

With a "puff", the space in front of the Shura Ancestor exploded like a mirror, forming a mysterious and deep wormhole in space and time.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful space-time turbulence surged out, like a ferocious devouring beast, trying to drag everything around it into an endless vortex of space and time.

At the end of the wormhole, four terrifying giant gods could be vaguely seen, roaring furiously. Every punch and every blow sent a violent tremor through the dark sky, as if it were made of fragile paper, ready to shatter at any moment.

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Jiuling Continent, Zhennan Palace.

Su Mo, dressed in flowing white, was sitting leisurely on a stone bench, taking a sip of the immortal wine offered by the Shenxiao Immortal Court from time to time, and listening leisurely to Gu Tong playing the piano.

"Great! The fish is hooked!"

Suddenly, a divine light flashed in Su Mo's eyes, and he stood up abruptly from the stone bench. His gaze crossed the 230 billion cosmic years of the universe and fell on the nine-colored barrier.

As long as he captures the Shura ancestor, the Shura universe, an ancient universe of fourteen centuries, will be in his pocket.

The universe where the sixteen clans are located is also a big piece of fat meat.

The weakest ones are the Five Epochs Ancient Universe, and the ones with the most profound heritage

The Mingluo Universe is a Nine-Epoch Ancient Universe that is not too far away from the Ten-Epoch Ancient Universe.

He doesn't even need to devour and refine the origin of the Shura universe. Just these sixteen clan nests have a great possibility of allowing him to complete his accumulation and forge the Nine-Transformation Hongmeng Divine Body.

At the same time, under the dark sky, Tianluo Mingzhu and other fifteen and nine-pattern universe masters looked at the time and space vortex that suddenly appeared not far from the incarnation of the Shura ancestor, and their lights lit up. A ray of hope, like a torch in the darkness, rose fiercely in their hearts filled with despair, quickly dispelling the inky darkness in their hearts.

As soon as the ancestor (Lord Shura) arrived, their combined combat power was comparable to that of the three Nine-Patterned Perfect Masters. Although they still had little chance of winning when facing the siege of the four Nine-Patterned Perfect Masters of the Universe, they were not like they are now, without any power to resist. At least they had a great chance of breaking out of the siege and breaking through the formation.

At worst, they can also... This space-time wormhole can not only allow the ancestor (Lord Shura) to be teleported here, but they can also return to the ancestor (Lord Shura) through the space-time wormhole.

However, if they did so, all of their clansmen outside the Nine-Colored Barrier would be completely suppressed or even slaughtered by the four masters of the Nine-Patterned Perfect Universe.

The other legions are fine, but the first, second, third and fourth legions are all the elite of their clan. In each legion, there are more than two hands of the Lords of the Universe with seven patterns or above.

They would never take this step unless it was absolutely necessary.

However, as Tianluo Mingzhu and the others watched with anticipation, the space-time vortex that had once held all their hopes suddenly experienced a violent fluctuation, as if forcibly wiped out by an invisible hand. Immediately afterwards, the space-time vortex quickly vanished without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

"Ah... How could this happen? Why did the space-time wormhole close? Could it be that our ancestor (Lord Shura) has just given up on us?"

The Nine-Pattern Universe Lords were horrified. The light of hope that had just ignited in their hearts was instantly shattered like bubbles.

The endless darkness once again engulfed their souls. Many of the Nine-Pattern Universe Lords were on the verge of collapse. Even their ancestors had given up on them. They really couldn't imagine who else could save them.

"We're dead! We're dead!"

The desperate cries echoed under the dark sky, as if they were the final elegy of their lives.

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Jiuling Continent, Zhennan Palace.

"That old Shura actually retreated again. What happened? Could it be that he discovered my plan?" Su Mo frowned, and a trace of doubt and unwillingness flashed in his eyes. Just one last shudder, and the Shura ancestor actually shrank back again. Damn it, is he still a man?

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"Everyone calm down and defend well! Don't lose your composure. I will never give up on us. Concentrate and defend for me!" The incarnation of the Shura ancestor shouted coldly. There was no panic on his face, and he looked calm and composed.

I suddenly withdrew, not because I gave up on them, but for safety reasons. Who knows if this mysterious force is still hiding? Just like before, who would have thought that there were four Nine-Pattern Perfect Universe Masters hiding here in the past few days.

If I were to be imprisoned because of my rash act of saving someone, then their Eight-Armed Shura Clan would be completely finished.

"The incarnation of our ancestor (Lord Shura) is still here. Our ancestor (Lord Shura) has never given up on us." Upon hearing this, the fifteen Lords of the Nine-Pattern Universe, including Tianluo Mingzhu, were shocked and a glimmer of hope appeared in their eyes again.

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"I want to see what this old guy is up to." Su Mo's mouth curled up slightly. He was not afraid of what tricks the Shura Ancestor might use, but he was afraid that he would be a coward, hiding in the Shura Universe and refusing to come out.

In the face of absolute strength, everything is false. As long as he is not the King of the Universe Sea, Su Mo is not afraid of anyone.

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"That old fellow actually put aside his pride and asked our clan for help. It seems he's truly in dire straits. What are your thoughts on this?"

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