Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

In the universe of creation, nebulae are like cotton, and billions of stars are floating in the chaotic air currents. Each star has a faint halo of life, as if the true meaning of the word "creation" has been injected into it since its birth.

It is so vast that it is even larger than the Qiankun Universe. The accumulation of years has made the void exude a warm ancient charm. The time of three thousand five hundred cosmic eras has transformed into the most mellow foundation in the rotation of the stars, nourishing every inch of this universe.

At the center of the universe, the Temple of Creation is suspended above an endless sea of ​​light. The temple is not made of bricks and stones, but is condensed from billions of intertwined laws of life. The threads of light hanging from the roof cascade like waterfalls, and each ray is nurturing the prototype of a tiny world. From time to time, a new spiritual light leaps out from it and immediately merges into the torrent of the universe, revealing the mystery of endless life.

In the deepest part of the temple, a swirling golden cloud of creation held up a figure - the current patriarch of the Creation God Clan, Lingxuan God, was sitting high above it.

His entire body was enveloped in a cloud of divine light of creation. It was not dazzling, but rather as smooth as flowing colored glass, presenting a light rainbow-colored colored glass. However, it transformed into countless colors in the flow of light and shadow, as if condensing the entire process of all life in the universe from birth to death.

He was wearing a dark green robe embroidered with plants, mountains and rivers. At the corners of the robe, tiny flower buds quietly bloomed under the nourishment of divine light, and then produced plump fruits in an instant, repeating in a cycle, interpreting the true meaning of "creation".

His face was hidden in the depths of the divine light and could not be seen clearly, but the light emanating from his eyes was clearly discernible - they were eyes as pure as the newborn universe, and as deep as those that had experienced countless calamities, as if they could see through the essence of life and comprehend the reincarnation of all things.

The divine light of creation around him is not static, but is constantly evolving subtly: sometimes it turns into a rushing river, nourishing the flowers on both sides; sometimes it condenses into towering mountains, growing towering ancient trees; sometimes it turns into sparks, gathering and dispersing in the void, and finally returning to chaos.

He exudes a majesty that comes from the origin of life, as if he is the manifestation of the "power of creation" in the universe, and can determine the birth and death of all things with a single breath.

Suddenly, the God of Lingxuan seemed to have noticed something. He raised his fingertips slightly, and a ray of divine light of creation overflowed from his fingertips, outlining a flowing light mark in the air.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a clear pool, the surface of the pool reflected the stars, and a miniature of the universe emerged in the ripples.

"What is old Qianyuan doing by mobilizing the king of the universe sea in the clan on such a large scale?" The finger of Lingxuan God gently tapped the golden cloud of creation. The sound seemed to come from the depths of distant time, with the freshness of grass sprouting, but hiding the heaviness of the flow of stars, echoing in the Temple of Creation.

"Qian Mo!"

As soon as the voice of Lingxuan God fell, a layer of fine white light ripples appeared in the void in the corner of the temple, like a calm lake stained by moonlight.

A ray of white light cut through the ripples and flew under the golden cloud of creation as fast as lightning. When it landed, it turned into a white-robed divine general.

The pristine white armor on his body was spotless, and a faint silver glow flowed on the edges of the armor, as if it were tempered by moonlight. Each piece of armor was engraved with delicate life runes, which faintly resonated with the divine light of creation in the temple.

His posture was as straight as a pine tree, but he knelt on one knee the moment he landed, his upper body slightly leaning forward, his head lowered, his silver hair cascading down his shoulders like a waterfall, covering most of his face and revealing only his taut jaw, revealing his utmost respect and submission.

"My subordinate is here."

The voice of Lord Qianmo was as clear as an icy spring hitting a rock, without any noise. It echoed in the temple, forming a wonderful echo with the tone of Lord Lingxuan.

The aura around him was restrained so thoroughly that if one didn't look closely, it would seem to have merged with the surrounding sea of ​​light, as if he were a part of the Temple of Creation. Only the sharpness hidden beneath the calmness showed that he was no ordinary god of the Creation Clan.

Lord Lingxuan waved his finger lightly, and the pool of water reflecting the universe flowed with the trace of light and slowly floated in front of Lord Qianmo.

"Qian Mo, go investigate. Why has Old Qian Yuan gone to such great lengths to mobilize so many kings of the Universe and Sea? What exactly is going on?" Ling Xuan Divine Venerable spoke slowly, his voice still gentle, but carrying an unquestionable command. "Don't act rashly. Just find out everything!"

"I obey my orders."

Lord Qianmo responded respectfully, and gently knocked his forehead against the light pattern on the edge of the golden cloud. Then his body turned into a white light and disappeared into the ripples of the void again, as if he had never appeared.

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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, 30 million years have passed

The entire sea of ​​the universe seemed to be covered with a layer of gloom, and there was a vague sense of oppression in the void, and even the rhythm of the rules was a bit sluggish. Following the Sky God Clan and the Creation God Clan, the other four transcendent God Clans also noticed the unusual movements of the Qiankun God Clan.

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Time flowed slowly in this tense atmosphere, and before we knew it, it was three billion years later.

At the edge of the sea of ​​​​the universe, there is a void place where even the void and dark energy are too lazy to stay. There is no sign of life at all. There is only endless darkness and deathly silence. Even the passage of time has become blurred.

At this moment, a figure was walking in this empty land. It was a peerless swordsman wearing a washed-out blue cloth sword robe. His figure was as tall and straight as a lone peak, and a simple and unpretentious long sword hung on his waist. The scabbard was covered with fine cracks, as if it had experienced countless vicissitudes of life.

There was no terrifying aura emanating from his body, but he carried a sharp edge that looked down upon the world, like a peerless divine sword that had just been unsheathed. All the sharpness was concentrated in his body, and he couldn't wait to pierce through the void.

With every step taken, faint sword marks appeared in the void. Those were the traces left by the rules being cut by the sword intent. They were subtle but profound, as if they could follow the trajectory and cut to the end of the sea of ​​the universe.

Suddenly, his divine body shook slightly, and a figure quickly appeared within his natal universe sea.

"Having the Qiankun Mark on my body is truly troublesome!" Su Mo gritted his teeth, murderous intent surging in his eyes. "How many times has the Qiankun Divine Clan found me? It's only because my ethereal body is so profound that I can conceal my tracks in the void. If it were someone like the Chaos Ape Ancestor, they would have been dead years ago."

"But that day is almost over. In another billion years at most, I will be able to successfully forge a Nine-Layered Heavenly Dao Divine Body. Then, it will be time for me to strike back."

The next second...

"Whoosh..."

A golden light flashed across the sky above Su Mo's heart of the universe, revealing an incarnation of Yuanxu God.

Three billion years have passed. The many cosmic sea divine medicines accumulated by the Yuanxu Divine Palace over the past eight hundred cosmic eras, as well as the cosmic sea divine medicines carried by the twenty-two incarnations of the Nine Heavens Sea Kings, including the four quasi-transcendent masters such as Chaos Ape Ancestor and Xingyuan Divine Lord, have long been devoured and refined by Su Mo's brother. Even among the many Sea Kings in the Yuanxu Divine Palace, only Yuanxu Divine Lord and his three incarnations remain, and none of them have been devoured and refined.

"Boom..."

With a loud bang, the incarnation of Yuanxu Divine Lord, the King of the Universe Sea in the middle stage of the eighth heaven, completely exploded within Su Mo's natal Universe Sea, transforming into a series of Universe Sea Origins, which enabled Su Mo's Yuandao Divine Body to rapidly advance towards the state of perfection of the eighth heaven. In an instant, dazzling divine light burst out from his body, shining through the ages, and every inch of his skin seemed to be whispering of the awakening of power.

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Time flies, and another 800 million years have passed.

Qiankun universe, Qiankun ancient palace.

The Divine Lord Qian Leng, dressed in a plain white Taoist robe, stood in front of the bronze altar, staring intently at the golden figure that flashed by in the Qiankun Divine Mirror. The figure was as fast as a stream of light, leaving only a residual image on the mirror before disappearing without a trace.

The next second...

He punched the bronze altar hard. With a loud "bang", the altar shook violently. The runes on the altar dimmed instantly, and several cracks spread along the fist mark.

"Damn it, another step too late." Qian Leng Divine Venerable roared, filled with suppressed anger and unwillingness. "Let this human kid get away like this? It's been 3.8 billion years, and the power that human kid just unleashed is already not much inferior to that of a peak Quasi-Transcendent Lord... No, this can't go on, otherwise, this kid will really catch up with me."

The chaotic air in the hall surged due to his anger, and the light of the bronze altar flickered.

The Divine Lord Qian Leng took a deep breath, a fierce look flashing in his eyes: "It seems that I need to travel through the time and space universe to meet the old ghost of time."

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