Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Upon hearing this, Su Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and the coldness in his eyes, like ten thousand year old black ice, suddenly cracked a little, revealing a hint of amusement that was neither a smile nor a smile.

He slowly raised his hand, a wisp of golden light swirling lightly around his fingertips, as if carefully weighing the weight of the Divine Lord Ku Rong's words. The surrounding deathly aura, frozen by his breath, actually rippled with this subtle movement, like a stone dropped into a calm lake.

If the Samsara God Clan really wants to form an alliance, it is not impossible for them to agree to it.

Among the seven transcendental gods, the only ones who really have grudges against him so far are the Time and Space and Qiankun tribes. The other five gods are not on his kill list.

If he had the Samsara God Clan as an insider, his chances of winning the next battle would increase by at least three levels, and he would also have a greater chance of completely retaining more quasi-transcendent masters.

The only thing I'm afraid of is that old man Xuan Ji is not really sincere in his alliance, but that this is a conspiracy of the seven clans. This is not impossible.

For the transcendent opportunity in his hands, there is nothing these old guys can't do.

As if seeing through Su Mo's concerns, the Divine Lord Ku Rong suddenly gleamed with a glint as sharp as an eagle's in his once cloudy eyes. Instead of retreating, he took a step forward. The interwoven black and white lines on his gray Taoist robe flickered violently with this step, as if the entire laws of reincarnation were condensed within him, emitting a terrifying pressure.

"If you still have any doubts, I will swear the highest oath!" His voice suddenly rose, carrying an unquestionable determination, exploding in the dark aura of death. "If my Samsara clan breaks the contract, betrays you, or secretly colludes with the other five clans, this incarnation of mine will immediately disintegrate, and my heart of the Xuanji Divine Venerable will collapse, my soul and spirit will be annihilated, and I will never be reborn!"

As he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pressed it to his brow. A wisp of gray-black primordial power flowed from his fingertips, condensing in the air into a seal of oath composed of the runes of samsara. The seal hovered between the two of them, emitting the same pressure as the oath of the seven clans three hundred thousand years ago. It was clearly wielding the primordial principles of the samsara protoss.

"This oath is based on the origin of our race's reincarnation, and is witnessed by the Supreme Will of the Universe Sea!" The God of Withering and Flourishing stared intently into Su Mo's eyes, enunciating each word, each one as if squeezed out from between his teeth, with a resolute determination. "Does this ring true, Daoist friend?"

The mark of the oath trembled slightly in the air, and as the black and white lines flowed, the shadow of the original body of the God of Xuanji appeared faintly, and the same mark also appeared between the eyebrows of the shadow - this is the secret method of the master and servant's oath. Once the oath is broken, not only will the incarnation of the God of Ku Rong be annihilated, but the God of Xuanji, who is far away in the ancestral land of the Samsara God Clan, will also suffer the backlash of the oath.

Su Mo's eyes flashed, and the golden light on his fingertips gently touched the mark. He felt the determination contained in it. After a moment of silence, he suddenly chuckled: "Xuan Ji Divine Venerable is willing to give up..."

Just as he was about to open his mouth to agree to the alliance, his brows suddenly twitched, as if he had caught a glimpse of an unusual fluctuation in the laws. His brows raised, and his hand, which had been reaching for the oath mark, suddenly paused. He turned his gaze towards the dark void deeper into the abyss of death, a playful smile curling his lips. "Fellow Daoist Ku Rong, it seems you're not the only ones who want to join forces with me."

Lord Ku Rong was stunned, a hint of doubt and vigilance flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously followed Su Mo's gaze.

The gloomy underworld energy seemed to be pushed aside by an invisible giant hand, and a beam of yin and yang divine light suddenly pierced the void. Half of the divine light was as black as ink, seemingly able to devour all light; the other half was as white as snow, revealing a purity that purified all things. The two colors of light intertwined and swirled, forming a path of light that pierced heaven and earth. Wherever it passed, even the dead silence of the abyss of death was disturbed.

At the end of the light track, a figure stepped into the air—his face rosy as a newborn, but his hair atop snow-white, the contrast between black and white striking. He wore a yin-yang Tai Chi robe, the corners of which constantly shifted between black and white. Sometimes, it evoked the vibrant vitality of all things, grass sprouting, birds flying, flowers blooming and bearing fruit; other times, it manifested the dead silence of the fading stars, the collapse of the galaxy, the return of the universe to ruins. He seemed the perfect embodiment of life and death, rise and fall.

His pace wasn't fast, and with each step, a miniature Tai Chi diagram emerged beneath his feet. The black and white fish eyes in the diagram slowly rotated, transforming the surrounding dense death energy into pure primordial power, which flowed into his body, nourishing his own aura.

"Why is this old ghost Tianyan here? Could it be that old Yanhua also wants to..." The pupils of Lord Kurong suddenly shrank, and a hint of enlightenment immediately arose in his mind. The look he gave Lord Tianyan instantly became more vigilant.

At this moment, Divine Venerable Tianyan glanced around and spotted Divine Venerable Ku Rong beside Su Mo. His expression changed slightly, and the black and white lines on his Yin-Yang Tai Chi robe suddenly froze. A hint of surprise and vigilance flashed in his eyes—he had clearly not expected the Samsara God Clan to find this place first.

But this surprise was fleeting, and the God Tian Yan quickly understood the connection. The corners of his mouth curled up meaningfully and he glanced at the God Ku Rong.

There seemed to be mockery and tacit understanding in his eyes, as if saying "You and I are of the same kind."

Lord Ku Rong snorted coldly and turned his face away, but the power of reincarnation around him quietly circulated, forming an invisible barrier. It was obvious that he was wary of this uninvited guest.

Tianyan Divine Venerable ignored him, raised his foot slightly, and suddenly vanished. The miniature Tai Chi diagram beneath his feet suddenly expanded, and black and white divine light spread out like a tide, completely dissolving the barrier of time and space before him. The dark void of trillions of cosmic years seemed just a few feet away under his feet. In the blink of an eye, the figure with white hair and a youthful face was standing firmly a hundred feet in front of Su Mo.

He stopped, and the yin and yang divine light around him slowly converged. The patterns on the Tai Chi robe began to flow again, which was neither ostentatious nor without exuding a rhythm that was in tune with the sea of ​​the universe.

Tian Yan Shenzun bowed to Su Mo and smiled, "I am Tian Yan, the old man, greet you. I have come here on your orders to discuss a win-win deal with you."

After a pause, Divine Venerable Tian Yan turned his gaze towards Divine Venerable Ku Rong, and said with a hint of teasing, "Daoist Fellow Ku Rong, I believe Daoist Fellow Xuan Ji wouldn't mind having another 'ally', right?"

As he finished speaking, he intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the mark of the reincarnation oath floating between Su Mo and the God of Kuruo. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, but he did not point it out. He just waited for the response from the two.

Hearing this, the golden threads of light on Su Mo's fingertips became more agile, weaving back and forth between his fingers like swimming fish, sometimes turning into miniature galaxies, with stars flowing and the sun and the moon alternating; sometimes condensing into the flowing rules of the universe, with runes flashing and the rhythm of Taoism forming naturally, hiding all his calculations under this seemingly casual calmness.

It was one thing to ally with one, and it was another to ally with two. After all, the Creation God Clan had no deep hatred for him, so an extra helping hand would increase his chances of victory. This was just right, with no drawbacks.

Of course, the premise of all this is that the God of Creation really has the sincerity to join forces with him, rather than it being another carefully laid trap.

The next second...

Su Mo raised his eyes, his gaze darting between Divine Venerable Tian Yan and Divine Venerable Ku Rong, finally settling on the former. He spoke slowly, his voice low, yet with a penetrating power that could penetrate the underworld: "An alliance is not impossible."

He paused, and the golden light on his fingertips suddenly stopped, turning into a straight ray of light pointing towards Tianyan Divine Venerable, with a sharp edge looming: "However, empty words are not enough for me to trust. If you want to form an alliance with us, then let us first see your sincerity."

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