Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Time flies, and 100 million years have passed in the blink of an eye.

At the edge of the cosmic sea, deep within the abyss of death, the invisible boundary separating clarity and darkness remained unshaken. Within the void within this boundary, Su Mo sat cross-legged at the core of his ethereal form, a shimmering golden light like billions of stars, illuminating the billions of newborn universes within the cosmic sea with a single luminous ray, casting a golden halo over even those at the very edge.

At this moment, he was using all his strength to practice the Nine-fold Divine Codex of the Origin Dao. The text of the Divine Codex turned into a golden torrent that surged endlessly in his sea of ​​consciousness, driving the rules and patterns of the multiverse to flow at high speed.

In front of him, there was a towering divine body that was tens of millions of cosmic years tall. It was the incarnation of the King of the Universe Sea, Xingyuan God, who was in the middle stage of the Ninth Heaven. However, it had long lost its former majesty. The surface of the divine body was covered with cracks, like cracked porcelain. The skin that originally flowed with starlight had become dull and lifeless, leaving only a shriveled shell covering the remaining origin.

Streams of pure cosmic sea origin surged out from his natal cosmic sea like a bursting river, turning into a dazzling silver torrent that quickly poured into his limbs and bones.

With each ray of original power pouring in, Su Mo's body trembled slightly, and the cells in his body hummed happily - those originally ordinary cells, nourished by the original power, were transforming into miniature cellular universes at a speed visible to the naked eye. Fine regular patterns emerged on the cell walls, and inside they were nurturing a nascent world and rules, exuding vitality.

The imposing body of the Star Essence Divine Venerable shrank and withered at an alarming rate. Tens of millions of cosmic years had passed, like a withered skeleton drained of its marrow. Its once upright frame gradually hunched, its skin, drained of its starlight, becoming like dry bark. Even its tough bones cracked and shattered with the loss of their essence, each sound announcing the end of a once-powerful being.

One hundred million years later, Su Mo did not immediately seek revenge on the two major clans of Qiankun and Time and Space. Instead, he prepared to devour and refine all the kings of the Nine Heavens Sea in his hands, and improve his own cultivation as much as possible before taking action. As one of the only seven transcendent clans in the sea of ​​​​universe, the two major clans of Qiankun and Time and Space have unfathomable background, especially the Time and Space clan, which is firmly in the top three among the seven transcendent clans. With his current cultivation strength, although he is confident enough to defeat them, he is not very sure about leaving them behind completely.

At the same time, beyond the invisible boundary of black and white, ethereal figures swiftly shuttled through the dense aura of death. Their forms varied: there were elderly men with white hair and youthful features, young men with imposing presence, warriors in armor, and monks in Taoist robes. Their auras were distinct, yet all lingered with a faint golden glow.

Every step left a fleeting mark of rules in the void. These marks were connected to each other, as if weaving an invisible net covering the entire abyss of death.

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Qiankun universe, Qiankun ancient palace.

The Divine Lord Qian Leng paced back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back. His wide white Taoist robe swept across the smooth ground, bringing up a silent airflow and rolling up a few grains of regular dust condensed by years of sedimentation in the corners of the hall.

His brows were furrowed, and the frown that had been relaxed because he had found Su Mo in just 30 million years was now twisted into a knot again. His eyes that could see through the laws of the universe were once again filled with a lingering irritation.

"One hundred and eighteen million years have passed." He stopped abruptly, his fingertips tapping hard on the edge of the bronze altar, leaving a few shallow scratches on the solid surface. His voice was filled with suppressed melancholy, "It's as if that human child has completely evaporated from the cosmic sea, never to be seen again."

He turned and looked at the God of Time standing in the corner of the temple. He still looked calm and composed, with the river of time and space flowing slowly in his half-open eyes, as if the changes in the world had nothing to do with him.

"Old Ghost Time, we haven't seen that human child for such a long time. Do you think there will be any accidents in the meantime?"

In 118 million years, even with the power of their Qiankun Divine Clan alone, they would have a good chance of discovering the whereabouts of the human child, not to mention that now that their two clans have joined forces, this is very wrong.

Upon hearing this, the God of Time slowly curled up the corners of his mouth into a faint smile, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were slightly relaxed because of this smile, but he still revealed his eternal calmness.

He raised his hand and stroked the silver beard on his chest. Wherever his fingertips brushed, tiny ripples of time and space quietly spread out, like a stone thrown into a lake, loosening the stagnant air in the hall a little.

"Please calm down, old friend." The Lord of Time's voice was as calm as flowing water, with a soothing power. "That human child has long been in our possession. He can't cause any trouble."

The river of time and space gently rippled in his half-lidded eyes, reflecting the shadow of Su Mo's panicked escape countless years ago. "In my opinion, he was just lucky enough to hide in a secret place, temporarily hiding from the eyes and ears of our two clans. Think about it, didn't your Qiankun Protoss Clan also go for hundreds of millions of years without finding any trace of him?"

The Lord of Time took a step forward. The hourglass pattern on the hem of Moon Palace's robe rose and fell gently with his movements, causing the flow of time within the palace to tremble slightly. "Let the men continue searching. One day we'll find his trace. If that doesn't work, we still have the Trace of Time and Space."

At this point, his eyes lit up slightly, and a ripple of confidence appeared in the long river of time and space in his eyes: "As long as the trace of time and space is fully mature, even if he hides to the end of the cosmic sea, he will be nowhere to hide."

As he changed the subject, the space-time veil around him suddenly solidified, like a layer of fine armor, and his tone became more serious: "What we really need to worry about are the five great divine races."

He turned and gazed outside the hall, his gaze seemingly piercing the barriers of the universe, resting on the distant depths of the starry sea. "Quickly unite the two great cosmic rivers of Heaven and Earth and Time and Space. Your two clans and I will set up the 'Dual God Reincarnation Formation' to watch over and support each other. Then, even if the five clans unite, it will be no easy task to break through our defenses."

As he spoke, two huge shadows suddenly appeared above the bronze altar - one was the golden cosmic river where the Qian and Kun hexagrams flowed, and the other was the silver cosmic river where the hourglass of time sank and floated. The two rivers faced each other in the void, with a faint tendency to merge and converge, emitting a pressure that made even the quasi-transcendent masters tremble.

As Divine Venerable Qian Leng gazed at the two shadowy images of the Cosmic River, his furrowed brow gradually relaxed, the irritation in his eyes replaced by solemnity. He nodded slightly, "You're right. Compared to that cunning little human, the other five divine races are the real danger to us. Pass the word down, have the men of the clan expedite the confluence of the Cosmic River. I will personally oversee the formation."

The God of Time stroked his beard and smiled, and the long river of time and space in his eyes returned to calm, as if everything was under his control.

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Time flies, and soon another 250 million years have passed.

Qiankun universe, Qiankun ancient palace.

Above the bronze altar, the shadows of two cosmic rivers had become a hundred times more solid than before. The golden River of Universe and the silver River of Time and Space intertwined, and the fragments of laws floating in the rivers constantly collided and merged, weaving together on the roof to form a vast network of laws that covered the entire ancient temple. However, this solemnity could not suppress the increasingly depressing atmosphere within the temple.

The Qian Leng Divine Master clenched his fists fiercely, his knuckles turning white from the exertion, veins bulging on the backs of his hands, and his expression darkened to the point of dripping water. He stared intently at the Time Divine Master, his tone laced with the impatience suppressed for nearly four hundred million years, his voice strained through his teeth. "Old Time, it's been nearly four hundred million years! The Trace of Time and Space hasn't matured yet. Has something unexpected happened? Or perhaps that human kid has already erased it..."

"That's impossible!" Divine Venerable Qian Leng was interrupted by Divine Venerable Time before he could finish his words. "Unless a Transcendent Lord takes action personally, there is absolutely no way that the Space-Time Trace I planted can be erased. Moreover, the connection between the Space-Time Divine Seal and the Space-Time Trace hasn't been completely severed, it's just become slightly weaker. It must be that human child who used some secret magical power to suppress the growth of the Space-Time Trace. As the owner of the Transcendent Opportunity, it's not impossible that human child has this ability."

"Old friend, we just need to wait for the right moment! The Scar of Time and Space will eventually mature. That human child can suppress it temporarily, but not forever. It just so happens that our 'Dual God Reincarnation Formation' has not yet been truly perfected. Even if we know the whereabouts of that human child now, it is not the best time for us to take action."

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