Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

"Want to run? Have you asked me?"

In the void, Su Mo's eyes flashed coldly, and a cold sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth. He raised his left hand slightly, and the golden giant hand holding the Sky Slaughter God suddenly tightened, then turned into a stream of light and disappeared into his palm.

Immediately afterwards, the giant hand that was holding the Divine Ship of Slaughter did the same thing, sweeping away the seven sealed Quasi-Lords of Slaughter along with the wrecked hull, and putting them all into the sea of ​​the universe, trapping them like turtles in a jar.

After completing all this, Su Mo remained motionless, yet his right palm condensed into billions of golden divine patterns. The power of the multiverse's laws whirled frantically through his palm, transforming into a golden palm print spanning trillions of cosmic years. Countless universes seemed to be born and destroyed within the palm prints. With an unparalleled might that could "annihilate all," he fiercely suppressed the escaping Killing Divine Sword.

At the same time, thirty-six illusory spiritual bodies that were as tall as tens of billions of cosmic years turned together, and the divine light around them surged like billions of stars exploding at the same time, dispelling some of the darkness of the abyss of death.

Their hands formed complex hand seals, controlling tens of thousands of Cosmic Sea God Formations to exert their power simultaneously. The golden light that had been surging in all directions suddenly contracted, rushing towards the crack torn by the murderous sword light like a broken dam. Countless profound array patterns intertwined and overlapped at the crack, instantly sealing the tiny gap. It was even more solid than before, preventing even the slightest breath from penetrating.

At the same time, hundreds of millions of golden divine patterns burst out from the base of the formation, rising into the sky like dense star chains, interweaving in the air to form a golden net covering trillions of cosmic years, and wrapping around the Killing Sword with lightning speed, trying to lock up the Killing God Clan's most precious treasure as well.

"Om..."

The Slaughter Divine Sword sensed the mortal threat, and the blood-red divine light on its blade surged once more, attempting to break free from the restraints of the billions of divine runes. The blade spun rapidly, slashing out blood-red sword auras that violently collided with the golden palm print and the vast divine rune net, emitting a deafening roar.

For a moment, the crushing force of the golden palm print, the confinement of the divine net, and the counterattack of the Slaughter Divine Sword formed a three-way confrontation. Blood-red sword energy and golden divine light clashed frantically in the void, and each confrontation shook the barrier of the laws of the Death Abyss to a humming sound. The chaotic energy of trillions of cosmic years was stirred into a boiling pot of porridge, churning endlessly. The two sides were suddenly trapped in a brief period of equal strength.

The body of the Killing Sword vibrated violently, and the dark golden lines flickered. The blood-red demon shadow on the sword roared and pounced on the large net of divine patterns, but was burned by the golden light and made a sizzling sound. Demons kept collapsing with screams, and new demons kept pouring out from the depths of the sword body, maintaining the last resistance, revealing a determination to perish together.

at this time......

Xuanji Divine Venerable, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly had a cold light flash in his eyes and shouted, "Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk, give it to me!"

Before he finished speaking, the grey-black divine light around him suddenly surged, sweeping out like an inky tide. The ancient compass with a diameter exceeding tens of thousands of cosmic years suddenly magnified a hundred times, and the six phantoms spun endlessly as if alive: auspicious clouds were swirling in the Heaven Path, raging wars were raging in the Asura Path, there were joys and sorrows in the Human Path, the law of the jungle in the Animal Path, there were endless wails in the Hungry Ghost Path, and the blazing fires of the Hell woven into a grey-black torrent of suppression, with the tyranny of "those who obey me will prosper, those who defy me will perish", it slammed down on the Killing Sword from the side!

This blow was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, instantly breaking the balance between the three parties.

The moment the Six Paths of Samsara's suppressive force collided with the Slaughter Divine Sword, the blood-red divine light on the sword's blade rapidly shrank like a popped balloon. The blood-red demon's phantom, which had been resisting stubbornly, crumbled under the erosion of the power of Samsara. Even the dark golden lines running through the sword began to break inch by inch, emitting a decaying aura.

"Om..."

The Slaughter Sword let out a desperate wail, its blade no longer able to maintain its upright position. Bent like a bow, it was crushed by the combined force of the Samsara Disk, the golden palm print, and the vast divine pattern net. Millions of golden divine patterns tightened in the air, weaving deeply into the sword like steel cables, completely locking away any remaining blood-red divine light and preventing it from unleashing any significant power.

The Mysterious Silence Divine Venerable pressed down with both hands, the Six Paths of Reincarnation firmly clamping onto the Slaughter Divine Sword. Six phantoms, like six shackles, nestled layer upon layer upon the sword's body, constantly chipping away at the divine sword's transcendent essence. The once unrivaled blade gradually lost its luster, the ferocious divine runes of slaughter erased by the combined power of reincarnation and the golden divine runes, gradually revealing a dark and mottled form, devoid of any of its former ferocity.

In just less than a day, this supreme treasure of the Killing God Clan that once terrified billions of races in the universe completely lost its ability to resist under the siege of three parties and became a lamb to be slaughtered.

next moment......

"Whoosh..."

The Sword of Slaughter turned into a dim blood light, unable to break free from its restraints, and could only unwillingly fall into the hands of the God of Xuanji.

Su Mo did not stop anything. Before taking action, he and the Gods of Reincarnation and Creation had already decided on the spoils. The transcendent treasures of the five tribes, Chaos, Time and Space, Heaven and Earth, Killing, and Destruction, would belong to their two tribes, while the quasi-transcendent masters of the five tribes would be his spoils.

Compared with other quasi-transcendent masters, the quasi-transcendent masters of the five clans are of course far inferior to the transcendent treasures of the five clans, especially the perfect quasi-transcendent masters like Xuan Ji Shen Zun, whose cultivation has reached the end. Even if there are more quasi-transcendent masters, they are all useless to them. At most, they can be used to cultivate their own incarnations or clan members. They have no benefit to their cultivation. Only the transcendent treasures that transcend the rules are what they need and can enhance their hope of achieving enlightenment.

However, for Su Mo, it was exactly the opposite. These quasi-transcendent masters were what he needed for a breakthrough. Although the transcendent treasures could increase his combat power in a short period of time, they were not indispensable. Once he forged the perfect Yuan Dao divine body of the Ninth Heaven and achieved transcendence, these transcendent treasures would be useless. Their use to him might not be as great as that of a spiritual illusory body. He could suppress them with a wave of his hand.

"Whoosh..."

After putting the Sword of Slaughter into his natal Universe Sea, the gray-black reincarnation divine light around the Xuanji God slowly converged, and the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk turned into a stream of light that sank into his brow, hiding the terrifying aura. Then, he took a step forward, and his figure crossed the void of hundreds of trillions of Universe Years, and stood steadily in front of Su Mo as if shrinking the earth into an inch.

At this moment, Xuan Ji Divine Venerable no longer had the arrogance he had previously shown when he was on equal footing with Tian Lu Divine Venerable. He bent his waist slightly and bowed respectfully to Su Mo, his voice filled with undisguised awe: "Xuan Ji greets fellow Daoist. Daoist Daoist's divine power is unparalleled, and Xuan Ji admires you."

His hands, hanging at his sides, tightened slightly, their fingertips white with the turmoil of his emotions. He had thought he'd overestimated Su Mo's strength, but after witnessing the hunt himself, he realized he'd underestimated him. In less than a day, he'd subdued the Slaughter God Clan's eight quasi-transcendent Lords, along with their most precious treasures. His own aura remained as steady as ever, not even his divine light showing the slightest sign of disturbance. This strength completely overturned his perception of quasi-transcendent Lords.

If he had not sensed the strange phenomena in heaven and earth that should have occurred when the Lord of Transcendence was born, he would almost suspect that Su Mo had already taken the last step and secretly achieved transcendence.

Su Mo waved his hand, and the cuffs of his green shirt drew a calm arc in the air, and his tone was calm and unperturbed: "You are too polite, fellow Daoist.

As he spoke, his eyes swept across the gradually calming Universe Sea Divine Formation around him. The interwoven golden lights had lost their sharpness, leaving only a faint halo covering the trillion-universe-year void, isolating the darkness of the Death Abyss outside.

"Next, fellow Daoist needs to take action."

Xuanji Divine Venerable quickly bowed and replied, "Don't worry, fellow Daoist, just leave everything to me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the God of Xuanji waved his hand, and the gray-black divine light around him suddenly condensed into a stream of light as condensed as ink, carrying the shadows of the six reincarnations, and cutting through the dark void of the abyss of death.

Its speed was incredibly fast, far exceeding the speed of the previous Blood-colored Divine Ship. Wherever it passed, all the death energy was torn apart, leaving a fleeting trail. But in the blink of an eye, this divine light had crossed endless cosmic years and completely disappeared into the abyss of death.

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