Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

On the deck of the black divine ship, five Obsidian clan prodigies, exuding the powerful aura of eighth-grade immortals, stood side by side, their eyes sweeping across the Qingyuan Divine Mountain below like lightning, as if they wanted to see through every inch of the land.

Soon, their brows all furrowed, and a hint of doubt flashed in their eyes. The inky black evil energy surrounding them became slightly agitated due to the fluctuations in their emotions, as if countless tiny black snakes were wandering and spitting out their tongues in the light and shadow, revealing a bit of uneasiness.

"The last time the Yunguang Continent opened, the Qingyuan Divine Flower hadn't been taken away, so the Eight-Armed Demonic Ape Ninth-Rank Celestial Immortal should still be there." The leading Tianjiao raised his hand and pressed it against the black long sword at his waist. His knuckles gleamed with a cold metallic light from the pressure, and the ferocious beast totem on the scabbard seemed to be trying to break free. "And the nine slave tribe celestial immortals have all been restricted by powerful members of their tribes. They can't leave the places they guard, and they can't even touch the treasures they guard. How could this be..."

"Could it be that another tribe member captured the Eight-Armed Demon Ape before us?" Another Tianjiao stroked the short black beard on his chin, his tone uncertain. His eyes searched the Qingyuan Divine Mountain below carefully, not missing a single corner. "But why is there no sign of a fight? And there is no trace of other tribe members left behind..."

His words paused in mid-air, his gaze sweeping across the tranquil forest of the sacred mountain. Not even a fallen leaf was disturbed in the forest, and the mist on the mountaintop still drifted leisurely, carrying the delicate fragrance of the wood element with it. Forget the anticipated earth-shattering battle, there wasn't even a trace of the aftermath of a collision of forces. It was eerily clean—not at all like the ostentatious traces left behind by the Obsidian Clan after their plunder.

"There must be some tribesmen who don't want to expose themselves and deliberately erased all traces." Another Obsidian tribe prodigy spoke with a firm tone.

Then the remaining two Obsidian Tribe geniuses nodded and echoed, "Brother Black Eyes is absolutely right."

Apart from this explanation, they really couldn't think of a second possibility. On the Yunguang Continent, they and the nine slave tribesmen and the nine slave tribe celestial beings were all under restrictions, restricting their movements. It was impossible for them to reach the Qingyuan Divine Mountain, kill the Eight-Armed Demon Ape, and seize the Qingyuan Divine Flower.

The leading genius snorted coldly, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and the hand that was tightly gripping the long sword slowly loosened, and his fingertips stroked the cold scabbard.

But he had no other choice - all traces at the scene had been completely wiped out, and even his consciousness as an eighth-grade perfect celestial being could not detect any abnormality. It was like a stone sinking into the sea, and he had no idea who had done it.

Moreover, even if they knew, what could they do? Could they still attack their own clansmen over a single Qingyuan Divine Flower? Did they truly believe the eyes of the clan's law enforcement elders were mere decorations? Clan rules were strict; killing one's own clan members was a grave taboo, let alone just for a treasure.

Finally, the resentment in his heart turned into a heavy sigh. He waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "It's just bad luck for us to be a little late. Let's go to the next treasure land and don't let others grab the benefits!"

"Yes!"

The other four responded and turned to the control array at the stern of the boat. A faint black mist once again enveloped the black divine ship, piercing the sky above Qingyuan Divine Mountain like an arrow shot from a bow, leaving behind a fleeting black shadow. Only a trace of demonic energy lingering in the air proved its presence.

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

The flames of war on the Yunguang Continent have never ceased. The roars of the Obsidian Tribe's geniuses and the howlings of the nine slave tribes have interwoven into a melody of blood and fire. Mountains and rivers have been razed to the ground, and rivers have been dyed red. This once precious land of trials has become increasingly dilapidated.

"Whoosh..."

A black ray of light streaked across the sky, and a black divine ship with a ferocious chaotic black dragon carved on its bow suddenly appeared above a vast ocean that stretched for nearly a universe.

The waters were as black as ink, completely still and motionless, like a frozen abyss of darkness, emitting an eerie aura that swallowed up all light and life. Even the clouds passing through the sky were stained inky black, as if completely assimilated by the boundless darkness, losing their original color.

"The Canghai Dragon Whale and the Xuanshui Ink Crystal are not in this Xuanmo Sea... What... What is going on?"

Standing in the center of Shenzhou, the Obsidian clan's genius, who had reached the level of an eighth-grade perfect celestial being, looked at the deadly ocean below. His voice trembled in an undisguised way, and his usual composure was gone.

On that dark face, arrogance had long been replaced by surprise and suspicion. The fingers holding the long sword at his waist turned white due to the force, and even the bone color was faintly visible at the knuckles, which showed his inner shock.

Over the past million years, the five of them have successively set foot on thirteen treasured places guarded by ninth-grade celestial beings, but without exception, they all came back empty-handed.

Be it the celestial beings guarding the nine slave tribes, or those quasi-immortal-level treasures, they all disappeared mysteriously without a trace, as if they had never appeared.

"Something's wrong, something's very wrong!"

The other four Obsidian Clan geniuses also frowned, their faces as solemn as iron. The uneasy premonition in their hearts became stronger and stronger, like an invisible thorn, making them uneasy and unable to sit still.

The only ones who can defeat the ninth-grade celestial beings of the nine slave tribes in single combat are the eight ninth-grade celestial beings. Even if we include their team composed of eighth-grade celestial beings, among their group, only the people from the sixteen Shenzhou ships have the ability to take down a ninth-grade celestial being.

Among them, only four ships flew towards the southern part of Yunguang Continent.

"One or two treasure sites are like this, which is barely acceptable." A genius on the left said solemnly, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the runes on his armor, trying to calm down. "But in just a million years, thirteen treasure sites have been like this... None of us has such ability! Even those eight monsters can't take thirteen treasures without alerting anyone!"

"Something must have happened on the Yunguang Continent." The leading Tianjiao took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the restlessness in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Contact the other tribesmen immediately to see if they have encountered the same situation!"

A genius immediately stepped forward and took out fifteen pitch-black communication jade slips, about a light-year in size, with fine teeth carved on the edges. The power of the immortal in his body surged, and the fifteen jade slips instantly floated in the air, with dense runes emerging on them, like a group of black fireflies, and then turned into black light that shot straight into the sky and disappeared into the depths of the clouds.

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Soon, ten thousand years passed.

"Whoosh..."

As the last communication jade slip cut through the sky and fell back to the deck with a dim luster, the faces of the five Obsidian Clan geniuses had turned extremely pale. Their hearts seemed to be soaked by the water of the Black Ink Sea, sinking to the lowest point, and a biting chill permeated their bodies.

The runes emerging from the jade slip clearly conveyed the message: the other fifteen tribes experienced the same fate as they had. All the high-level treasure sites guarded by Ninth-Rank Celestial Immortals they encountered were, without exception, identical to the thirteen they had seen. The guardian Celestial Immortals and Quasi-True Immortal-level treasures had vanished without a trace, leaving not a single trace. Even more alarming, even the top-tier treasure sites guarded by Quasi-True Immortals were like this.

You know, a quasi-true immortal is not comparable to a ninth-grade celestial immortal. He has already glimpsed a glimpse of the secret of the infinite true immortals, and his combat power is far above that of a ninth-grade celestial immortal. Even if those eight monsters fight alone, no one dares to say that he can definitely defeat a quasi-true immortal, let alone leave no trace.

This kind of means is definitely not something that an ordinary quasi-true immortal can possess. I'm afraid that he must have already touched the realm of true immortal to be able to do it so perfectly.

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After a few breaths.

The leading Obsidian Tribe's genius slowly raised his head, his Adam's apple rolling as he took a deep breath. His voice was heavier than ever before, and every word seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight. "This matter is absolutely beyond our ability to resolve. We must report this to the Black Abyss Ancestor immediately!"

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