Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

At the edge of the ocean of the universe, within a chaotic and violent space-time turbulence, the purple-black turbulence rolled like raging waves, sometimes twisting into hideous whirlpools, sometimes tearing out bottomless space-time rifts, even the light was shredded into pieces.

The cosmic rules of this area have long collapsed, and every wisp of turbulence contains a terrifying force that can tear apart the body of a god and crush the soul of a god. Not to mention ordinary cultivators, even the king of the fourth heaven and sea who rashly breaks in will not be able to withstand three breaths and will be turned into cosmic dust. All that can be said is despair.

However, deep in this desolate place, a green figure was moving around calmly.

He was a middle-aged man, wearing a green robe that was washed to a pale color. The corners of the robe were slightly curved by the turbulent flow, but there was no sign of damage.

He had a gaunt face, three short wisps of beard on his chin, and his hair was casually tied up with a wooden hairpin. There was a certain nonchalant indifference in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, as if he was not walking in the turbulence of time and space on the edge of life and death, but strolling on the bluestone road in his own backyard.

The most astonishing thing was his eyes. His pupils were a light glass color. As they moved, it seemed as if countless stars were born and died in them, and it seemed as if a long river of time was flowing in his eyes, revealing a depth that could see through illusions.

There was no tyrannical pressure emanating from his body, but the calm temperament that had accumulated over eons was more frightening than any aura - as if he had been sitting here quietly for eons, having long since merged with this violent space and time, yet always detached from it.

Wherever he passed, the turbulent flows of time and space that were enough to make the King of the Fourth Heaven and Sea despair retreated like mice seeing a cat: the ferocious whirlpools in front of him turned into gentle ripples, the torn cracks closed up on their own, and even the most unruly purple-black turbulence flowed around his body, not daring to touch him at all, as if he carried some kind of supreme aura that made the rules of time and space stand in awe.

"...The Seal of Heaven and Earth, its origin traces back to the dawn of the Universe, its energy flowing through the three thousand Universe rivers..."

The man muttered something, his voice low but clear enough to penetrate the roar of the turbulent waters, carrying a strange rhythm. As he spoke, an invisible force spread out from him, like ripples caused by a stone dropped into a lake, spreading outward across the vast void of trillions of cosmic years. Wherever it passed, even the void itself was rippled.

Suddenly, the man paused, and his glass-colored eyes suddenly lit up, as if two stars exploded in his eyes.

He listened carefully, and the spreading invisible force trembled slightly in the void hundreds of trillions of cosmic years away, and then a faint but clear resonance was heard - it was the unique fluctuation of the Qiankun Mark, like a solitary lamp lit in the darkness.

The next second...

The corners of his mouth curved up in a barely perceptible arc, his original nonchalant expression replaced by a sharp edge. His voice also took on a certain intensity, his words resonating with the sounds of war: "...The universe is fixed, its trajectory unmistakable. Even if you were to hide in the Nine Heavens, it would be difficult to conceal this seal..."

Before he finished speaking, the invisible force suddenly contracted, pulling the distant waves closer like a thread.

The man looked up at the seemingly dead nothingness deep in the turbulence. The folds of time and space there were denser than anywhere else. Even the purple-black turbulence swirled around the edge, revealing signs of deliberate concealment.

"found it."

His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing the void, but it was also filled with an uncontrollable excitement, "That human child is nearby!"

Then, the man once again chanted the ancient and obscure spell, his tone as rapid as heavy rain tapping on the window. Between the words, golden fragments of the multiverse's laws burst out, weaving a light net in the void: "Qian is heaven, Kun is earth, the seal draws the divine mirror, illuminating the illusion - reveal!"

As the spell fell, he formed seals with his hands at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye. His thumb and index finger were interlocked to form a ring, and the other three fingers flexed and stretched, outlining the shadows of the Qian and Kun hexagrams in the air.

With every change in the seal, tiny flashes of lightning overflowed from between the fingers, colliding with the surrounding turbulence of time and space, making a crackling sound and splashing a series of regular sparks.

In an instant, a somewhat illusory bronze mirror shadow quickly appeared above his head. The mirror surface was as smooth as autumn water, and the edge was engraved with intricate star tracks. Upon closer inspection, it was exactly the same as the Qiankun Divine Mirror, except that the outline was somewhat transparent, and the aura was weakened by more than ten million times compared to the original body - it was a projection of the power of the Qiankun Divine Mirror.

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Eighty trillion cosmic years away from the man, the violent turbulence of time and space was still like boiling purple ink, distorting the light and laws.

However, at the core of this chaos, a figure was walking in the air, his steps as slow as strolling in the garden, each step was in the gap of the turbulence, as if he had reached some kind of tacit understanding with this violence.

He was an old man wearing a Yin-Yang Tai Chi robe. The robe was woven in black and white. The left half was as deep as ink, with faint star tracks flowing; the right half was as white as snow, dotted with tiny light patterns, just like the Yin and Yang poles of the Tai Chi diagram, slowly rotating around him, forming an invisible barrier.

When the turbulent flow hits this barrier, it is like a stream encountering a rock, quietly dividing, unable to even create a ripple, and can only flow smoothly to the sides.

The old man has white hair and a youthful face. The wrinkles on his face seem to be engraved with the marks of time, but there is also a gentleness that is simple and natural.

He put his left hand behind his back, gently twirled his long beard with his right hand, his eyes were half open and half closed, and there were actually black and white energies intertwined in his pupils, which seemed to be able to freeze the passing time as they turned.

With every step he took, a vague Tai Chi seal appeared under his feet. The seal disappeared with each step, but left a faint trace of the Tao in the void, temporarily smoothing out the collapsed rules around him.

Suddenly, the old man frowned, and his half-open eyes suddenly opened. The black and white energy in his pupils surged violently, turning into two rotating yin and yang Tai Chi diagrams. The fish eyes in the diagram alternated between light and dark, and actually penetrated the void barrier of eighty trillion years, clearly reflecting the scene in that area.

When he saw the slowly rising projection of the Qiankun Divine Mirror and the direction vaguely locked on the mirror, the indifference on the old man's mouth instantly faded, replaced by a hint of sternness.

He cursed inwardly, his voice filled with suppressed anger: "These bastards are really haunting us!"

at this time......

The turbulent flow of time and space above the old man's head suddenly twisted into a spiral, and the purple-black airflow was like being pulled by an invisible funnel, converging madly towards the center, and in the blink of an eye condensed into a devouring black hole - dark purple electric light lingered around the edge, spitting out its tongue like a poisonous snake, and inside was a bottomless nothingness, even the light was forcibly pulled in, without even a ripple, as if it were a wound in the ocean of the universe.

"boom......"

The terrifying devouring power that even the late-stage King of the Universe Sea was frightened surged out from the black hole, covering the surrounding void of millions of cosmic years. In an instant, it destroyed the Yin-Yang Tai Chi divine light around the old man's body bit by bit, and forcibly dragged him towards the black hole. Even the Tai Chi seal under his feet was pulled and deformed.

"Master, help me!"

A loud shout resounded like thunder through the old man's natal sea of ​​universe, shaking the billions of universes within the sea of ​​universe violently.

Before he finished speaking, Su Mo, who was concentrating on cultivating in the chaotic sea of ​​energy in the center of the old man's universe, suddenly opened his eyes, and golden light burst out of his eyes, like two rising suns.

The 1,196 illusory spiritual bodies that had been on full alert in the body quickly activated the Thousand Gods Formation.

In an instant, a terrifying pressure that was comparable to that of the King of the Perfect Universe Sea rose from the old man's body. Wherever it passed, even the distorted turbulence of time and space was shaken back, and the purple-black airflow shattered like paper in the face of this power.

"Break it for me!"

The old man took advantage of the situation and roared, the sound was like the ringing of an ancient divine bell, and the black and white energies around him, which were originally suppressed by the devouring power of the black hole, suddenly became violent, like two awakened dragons, intertwined with the vast pressure to form a giant axe that could hold up the sky, with the power to cut through time and space, slashing fiercely at the devouring black hole above his head.

"Click..."

The dark purple electric light at the edge of the black hole dissipated in an instant, and the bottomless void was actually cracked by the axe. Then the entire black hole collapsed like broken glass, turning into light fragments in the sky and being swept away by the turbulent current.

The moment the crisis was resolved, brilliant power of time and space suddenly burst out from the old man's body. His body seemed to be covered by a layer of flowing light film, and the Tai Chi seal under his feet became more solid than ever before.

Without any hesitation, he was about to tear open the barrier of time and space and leave this dangerous place.

Eighty trillion cosmic years away, the king of the Eighth Heaven and Sea is nothing. Even with the protection of the projection of the Qiankun Divine Mirror, he cannot last more than ten breaths in his hands. What is really scary is that the old guys of the Qiankun Divine Clan who are about to come will really wait for them to cross the border.

In addition, with the supreme treasure Qiankun Divine Mirror, if you are not careful, you may die here.

However, just as he was about to step into the void rift, a superior voice suddenly rang out, carrying unquestionable majesty, as if it came from the deepest part of the ocean of the universe, "Divine Seal of Time and Space, Set!"

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