Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Deep within a mid-level treasured land guarded by a sixth-rank celestial immortal on the Yunguang Continent, ancient trees tower like pillars, their trunks requiring a thousand people to embrace. Mottled light and shadows filter through the intertwined branches, like scattered gold falling to the ground. A layer of spiritual mist lingers like a veil, slowly flowing through the forest. The air is filled with the refreshing scent of a blend of grass, trees, and spiritual springs.

A genius of the Obsidian clan, dressed in black divine armor, stood with his hands behind his back, emitting a cold and hard luster in the spiritual mist. His entire body exuded the pure aura of a sixth-grade perfect celestial being, which was out of tune with the spiritual atmosphere around him.

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, forming a barely perceptible, eerie smile that concealed a hint of mockery and calculation. Then, he allowed the invisible force emanating from the very origins of the Cloud Light Continent to envelop him. Like being swept along by a gentle yet irresistible current, he rapidly ascended into the void above the continent.

This genius of the Obsidian Clan was none other than Su Mo.

With his cultivation and supernatural powers, it would be easy for him to replace a sixth-grade celestial being without anyone noticing.

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After a few breaths.

"Om..."

Violent ripples appeared in the void outside the Yunguang Continent, as if a huge rock was thrown into a calm lake, and spatial folds spread out in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, a huge space portal slowly took shape at the edge of the fog, with chaotic light patterns flowing around the edge, as if connecting two completely different worlds.

The figure of the Black Abyss Ancestor was the first to step out, his face as solemn as iron, and his spiritual sense swept around like a searchlight. After confirming that there were no abnormal fluctuations, he stepped aside to make way.

Then, thousands of figures filed out—none other than the Obsidian Tribe's geniuses. Their figures, condensed by a force to a hundred feet in size, floated densely in the air. Some of the geniuses were relieved to have survived, but the eyes of the vast majority were filled with unspeakable confusion, unable to understand why the Black Abyss Ancestor had abruptly ended the Pride Trial, even though only a short time had passed and it was far from over.

The Obsidian tribe prodigy transformed by Su Mo mixed in with them, with his head lowered, his eyes also filled with just the right amount of doubt and confusion, no different from the tribesmen around him. He perfectly concealed his true emotions, like a dot of ink thrown into charcoal, without any flaws.

The Black Abyss Patriarch did not say anything extra, but just glanced at everyone coldly. The pressure in his eyes fell like a substance, silencing all whispers in an instant, and the void fell into dead silence.

Then, he waved his hand.

"Whoosh..."

A black shadow flashed by, and a black divine ship about a million feet long suddenly appeared below the crowd. The hull was carved with countless ferocious phantoms of ferocious beasts, with dragons coiled and tigers crouching, eagles howling and wolves howling. It exuded a deep dark golden luster, and the pressure it exuded was enough to make even quasi-true immortals tremble, as if it was a sleeping ancient ferocious beast that might wake up and devour people at any time.

The Black Winged Divine Ship, a second-grade True Immortal weapon, is one of the Obsidian Clan's most precious treasures. Its speed is even faster than that of many third-grade True Immortals.

"go!"

The Black Abyss Patriarch gave the order, his voice devoid of emotion, filled only with unquestionable authority. The Black Winged Divine Ship instantly lit up with countless runes, like numerous stars. A thick black mist erupted from its base, like a streak of black light piercing the void. Carrying the Black Abyss Patriarch and thousands of the Black Obsidian Clan's prodigies, it soared through the air, away from the Cloud Light Continent, leaving behind only a receding afterimage.

However, the Black Abyss Patriarch, who was in a hurry to leave this troubled place, did not notice at all that a tiny speck of dust quietly remained in the void where they had just stood.

It was smaller than a needle tip, and mixed in the diffuse void air flow, like a drop in the ocean, inconspicuous. It slowly drifted with the turbulent void flow, passed through the edge of the gray-purple fog, crossed the broken space fragments, and gradually went away from the Yunguang Continent, silently, as if it had never had any connection with the black Shenzhou.

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Spring goes and autumn comes, the stars turn, and in the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed.

Somewhere within the chaotic void, dozens of eons away from the Yunguang Continent, raging energy surged like a wild horse, sometimes transforming into sharp blades, slicing through the void; other times, condensing into thick walls, blocking everything. From time to time, regular fragments were pulverized, emitting an aura of destruction. An ordinary first or second-rank celestial being who strayed into this place would be torn to pieces in an instant. And within this chaotic airspace, a speck of dust that had drifted for a century suddenly trembled slightly, and a faint green light shone around it, like a dusty pearl finally revealing its brilliance, breaking the surrounding silence.

The next second...

The dust expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye - first it became the size of a fist, then expanded to about one meter high, and finally settled at the size of an ordinary person.

The azure light dissipated, revealing a figure in a green robe. His features were sharp, his eyebrows sharp, his eyes sparkling, his face handsome. His aura was perfectly restrained, revealing no sharp edge. Only the occasional glint in his eyes betrayed his unfathomable depths. He stood quietly amidst the turbulent void, his clothes rustling in the wind, yet he possessed a demeanor as steady as Mount Tai. His whole being exuded an air of simplicity and innocence, without the slightest hint of the powerful's imposing presence. He seemed merely an ordinary wandering cultivator, forming a wonderful harmony with the turbulent airspace.

It was Su Mo.

He looked back at the Yunguang Continent shrouded in heavy fog, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then the figure moved, like a green rainbow merging into the violent turbulence of the void, rushing towards a certain direction, leaving only a fleeting afterimage, and soon disappeared into the vast void.

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Time flies, and millions of years have passed in a hurry.

A divine city suddenly appeared in Su Mo's sight, stretching for tens of thousands of light years, standing like an independent world in the void. The city walls were made of unknown white jade, shining with dazzling light, illuminating the dark void of billions of light years around it. From a distance, it looked like a bright sun hanging in the universe, warm and majestic.

Above the city gate, two ancient immortal characters—"Cloud Dragon"—were engraved. The brushstrokes were vigorous and powerful, as if imbued with the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, emanating a faint, authentic, and powerful aura.

This is an independent immortal city in the southern part of Cangling Sea. It does not belong to any major force. It was founded by the third-grade True Immortal Yunlong. Even the three overlords such as the Obsidian Clan have to give him some face and dare not act recklessly in Yunlong Immortal City.

“Swoosh…swoosh…”

Divine light continuously streaked through the void, descending like meteors towards the gates of Yunlong Immortal City. No one dared to enter Yunlong Immortal City directly. The entire city was enshrined in a True Immortal Formation, the patterns of which faded into the void, radiating a mystical light. Anyone who dared to trespass, even a second-rank True Immortal, would trigger the formation's backlash and face unforeseen consequences. This was even more true for those Celestial Immortals, Void Immortals, and even weaker cultivators in the Immortal-Building Realm, who would be strangled by the formation and reduced to ashes at the slightest sign of movement.

These cultivators ranged in size, from the smallest, like Su Mo, maintaining the size of an ordinary human, to the largest, reaching over ten thousand miles tall, tall enough to rival the city gates. There were men and women, young and old, with bodies of humans and beasts, in all sorts of strange and varied forms. Yet, they all lined up at the city gates, waiting to enter. No one dared to make a noise or cut in line, demonstrating their reverence for Yunlong Immortal City.

Su Mo did not force his way into Yunlong Immortal City. Even though the city-protecting immortal formation was nothing in his eyes, he did not need to rely on the power of a group of illusory spiritual bodies. He could compete with it with his own strength. Instead, he lined up at the city gate like other cultivators.

He wanted to find a place to stay temporarily and gain a deeper understanding of the current situation in the ancient fairyland, not to cause trouble.

The quasi-true immortals of the nine slave tribes, including the Eight-Armed Demonic Ape Tribe, have been enslaved by the Obsidian Tribe for dozens or hundreds of cosmic epochs, or even longer. Much of their knowledge of the ancient immortal world has become outdated and cannot be relied upon.

"Ascendant from the Netherworld?"

Suddenly, a voice at the city gate caught Su Mo's attention. The speaker was a city guard clad in silver divine armor. He possessed a refined aura, possessing the cultivation of a third-rank Void Immortal, and a hint of arrogance on his face. Before him stood a ninth-rank Immortal-Building cultivator, slight and hunched, with a fawning smile on his face. His robes were well-worn, and he had clearly ascended recently, yet to adapt to the environment of the Ancient Immortal Realm. His eyes held a hint of timidity and bewilderment.

"Sir, please be flexible." The ninth-rank cultivator in the Immortal Building Realm pulled out a few divine herbs emitting a faint light of origin from his bosom. He held them in both hands and handed them over, his voice trembling slightly. "I... I don't have any immortal stones. Can I use these divine herbs to pay the entrance fee?"

"Miracle medicine? This kind of garbage you see everywhere is worthy of being called a miracle medicine?" The city guard glanced at the miracle herbs and sneered, "If you don't have immortal stones, then get out of here! Don't block the people behind you from entering the city!"

The cultivator in the Immortal Realm had a pale face and a hint of despair flashed in his eyes, but he didn't dare to refute at all. He could only lower his head and turn away in shame.

"Fortunately, I was born in the True Immortal Realm. If I were like this cultivator, I would have had to leave in disgrace today." Looking at the ascender who left in disgrace, Su Mo sighed in his heart. There were more than just their Universe Sea who ascended to the Ancient Immortal Realm. Similarly, the cultivation level of the ascenders was not all True Immortals like him. The vast majority of the ascenders were only Heavenly Immortals, Void Immortals, or even like the one in front of him, they were not even in the Immortal Realm, but only had the cultivation level of the Immortal-Building Realm.

Like their cosmic sea, one can only ascend to the realm of true immortals after breaking through, which is extremely rare. Such a large cosmic sea is also known as the true immortal realm in the ancient immortal world.

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After a while, it was finally Su Mo's turn.

He casually handed over a fairy stone, which was a unit of the origin of the universe, and received a Yunlong Order. He then passed through the city gate smoothly and entered the Yunlong Fairy City.

"As expected of a True Immortal City founded by a third-rank True Immortal, the power of origin is indeed rich!"

Feeling the rich origin energy around him, Su Mo sighed. Not to mention their sea of ​​​​universe, even in the Yunguang Continent, there is no treasure land that can compare with it. And this is just the outer city of Yunlong Fairy City. The origin energy in the inner city is ten times richer than that of the outer city.

"Let's buy a house and settle down first."

This Yunlong Order does not entitle him to stay in Yunlong Immortal City forever. It can only allow him to stay in Yunlong Immortal City for one year. After one year, if he does not continue to pay the renewal fee of immortal stones, he will be forcibly expelled from the city by the immortal guards in the city. If he wants to stay in Yunlong Immortal City permanently, he must have his own property in the immortal city.

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One day later.

Su Mo appeared in front of a manor in the southern area of ​​Yunlong Immortal City. The manor was not luxurious, but it was simple and elegant, covering an area of ​​100 acres. The garden was filled with gurgling spiritual springs, towering ancient trees, and a small training room, enough to meet the daily training needs of a ninth-grade virtual immortal.

He spent 30 million fairy stones to buy this. He did not choose to enter the inner city to buy real estate. Although the original energy in the inner city is more concentrated, it is of great benefit to the cultivation of celestial immortals, but for him, a second-grade perfect immortal, it is no different from the outer city. If he wants to break through to the third-grade immortal just by swallowing the original energy, even if he swallows up the original energy of the entire Yunlong Immortal City, he will not be able to break through more than one level.

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

"Have we finally reached the Obsidian Continent?"

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