Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Time flies, and another thousand years have passed.

Obsidian Continent, Black Flame Sky.

Different from the blazing splendor of Heixiaotian, Heiyantian is shrouded in inky black fog all year round, with strange dark blue flames swirling in it. It looks cold, but it hides a terrifying high temperature that can burn and kill immortals, and even burns and distorts light.

In the center of the Black Flame Sky, the Yanji Divine Palace is like a moon surrounded by stars, surrounded by palaces of all sizes. A layer of terrifying black flames that frighten even the ninth-grade celestial beings shrouds the surroundings, emitting a terrifying aura that devours everything. From a distance, it looks like a terrifying fire beast lurking in the black fog, which is daunting.

Inside the palace, there was no blazing brightness like the Burning Heaven Palace. Instead, twelve eternally burning lamps hung from the dome, emitting a faint blue light that cast a hazy shadow over the hall. The floor was paved with dark golden tiles, and from time to time, black sparks would burst from the cracks in the bricks, scorching the air and emitting subtle crackling sounds.

Deep within the hall, the Black Flame Patriarch sat cross-legged on a throne constructed from the bones of countless beasts. A faint scent of blood still lingered in the cracks between the bones, revealing an ancient menace. He wore a pure black robe, and a faint black smoke lingered around him, whispering like resentful spirits. His face was as withered as old tree bark, his eyes tightly closed. Only occasionally did they open and close, revealing a glimmer of light colder than the ghostly flames, as if it could penetrate the human heart.

At the foot of the stairs, a figure stood respectfully—it was none other than the Black Flame Patriarch's most favored offspring, the Divine Son Youyu. He wore a suit of inky black divine armor, his entire body enveloped in a layer of black divine flame. The pulsing flames devoured even the light, obscuring his features. Only the outline of his youthful form could be discerned.

"Father," the voice of the Son of God You Yu was low and hoarse, as if it had been burned by flames, with just the right amount of respect, "I accidentally discovered the location of the Taixiao Flame Seed, but..."

"But what?"

The Black Flame Patriarch suddenly rose from his throne of ten thousand beast skeletons. His withered form erupted with astonishing aura, and black smoke surged around him like a raging tide, causing the ever-burning Phantom Flame lamp atop the hall to shake violently. The lamplight cast distorted shadows on the walls, as if countless ghostly figures struggled and howled within. His voice was filled with undisguised impatience, like a hungry wolf smelling blood. His growl was hoarse but tinged with greed, and even his fingertips trembled slightly with excitement.

"Father, the Taixiao Flame Seed is hidden in the Dark Sky Territory's Deep Valley." The Youyu God's Son lowered his voice a bit, his expression unclear beneath the black divine flames, only his barely concealed worry could be heard. "That's in the heart of the Dark Sky Territory. If Father goes to retrieve it, there's no way he can hide it from the Dark Sky old ghost. If he does, I'm afraid I'll have done him a disservice in vain."

"The Hidden Valley in the Black Sky Realm?" Ancestor Black Flame's brows furrowed, his eyes, once ablaze with dark fire, darkening in an instant. The Hidden Valley wasn't just the hinterland; to say it lay directly under the watchful eye of the Black Sky Elder was no exaggeration. It was only ten cosmic years from Black Sky Heaven. Forget about such a major undertaking as collecting the Taixiao Flame Seeds, even a passing bird wouldn't likely escape the Black Sky Elder's detection.

And third-grade True Immortal-level treasures couldn't just be collected. With his cultivation, even if everything went smoothly, it would take at least a million years to barely suppress the Taixiao Flame Seed.

If it was outside the Black Sky Domain, it would be okay. With his cultivation level being one small realm higher than that of the Black Sky Ancestor, he would still have some confidence in holding on. But in the Hidden Valley... if the Black Sky Ancestor borrowed the power of the entire Black Sky Sky, the power he unleashed would be even stronger than his. Not to mention seizing the Flame Seed, if he was not careful, he might even lose his own life and end up dead.

The air in the hall seemed to freeze. The light of the twelve eternally burning ghost fire lamps began to flicker, like candles in the wind. The black sparks in the cracks of the floor tiles also stopped dancing, as if the throat was strangled by an invisible pressure, and even breathing became sluggish.

Patriarch Black Flame paced in front of the throne with his hands behind his back. His pure black robe swept across the skeletal armrests, making a rustling sound. Every step he took caused the hard dark gold floor tiles to tremble slightly, leaving faint footprints that were quickly filled with black smoke.

"No..." He whispered to himself, his voice filled with reluctance and determination, his fists clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound. "I must obtain the Taixiao Flame Seed."

If they really fall into the hands of old man Heixiao, the other party's cultivation will surely advance by leaps and bounds. By then, let alone competing with him for the resources within the clan, their lineage will probably not even have room to breathe and will never be able to make a breakthrough.

"Is there any way to lure that old man Hei Xiao out of Hei Xiao Tian for a while..."

Ancestor Black Flame frowned, his withered fingers unconsciously stroking the armrests of the skeletal throne. The black flames at his fingertips flickered, and his mind was full of the temptation of the Taixiao Flame Seed and the threat of Ancestor Black Sky. He did not notice the figure shrouded in black divine flames below him. A cold edge flashed in his eyes, like a dormant hunter locking onto his prey, waiting for the best opportunity.

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A few breaths later, just when his mind was completely immersed in calculations and he was completely unaware of the movements around him.

"Om..."

Four rays of divine light suddenly rose from the four corners of the hall without any warning, instantly filling the shadowy space!

In the east, a green light like a dragon tore through the black fog, and the shadow of the Azure Dragon broke through the wall. Its claws crushed the dark golden floor tiles, and a dragon roar almost extinguished the twelve eternal lamps of ghost fire; in the west, a white light like lightning, and the shadow of the white tiger rushed out with the wind that split the sky, its fangs biting the air, and the tiger roar made the throne of the skeletons of all beasts tremble; in the south, red flames soared into the sky, and the shadow of the Vermillion Bird merged with the ghost fire but was even better. As its wings flapped, it actually burned the black smoke around the Black Flame Ancestor with a sizzling sound; in the north, black water surged, and the shadow of the Black Tortoise floated in the air. The runes on the tortoise shell lit up, and the snake's tail swung and wrapped around the beams of the hall, forming a siege with the Azure Dragon, blocking all retreat routes.

The phantoms of the four sacred beasts simultaneously raised their heads, their divine light interwoven into an impenetrable barrier, enveloping the Black Flame Ancestor and the skeletal throne of all beasts. Runes swirled across the barrier's walls, radiant like a galaxy, instantly freezing the surrounding space and time. Even the wisp of black flame that had just ignited at his fingertips froze in mid-air, motionless, as if embedded in a piece of colored glass.

"What?" Ancestor Black Flame suddenly came back to his senses, and the dark fire in his eyes suddenly surged, like two dancing ghost fires. But before he could activate the power of the True Immortal in his body, an overwhelming and terrifying force came down like the sky falling!

It was a vast pressure comparable to that of a mid-stage third-grade True Immortal, carrying the power of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and transformed into a giant hand that covered the sky and the sun. It ignored the black smoke around him, and in his horrified eyes, it grabbed him from the skeleton throne with a "bang"!

"Do not......"

The Black Flame Ancestor let out a shrill roar, and the true immortal power in his body exploded wildly. The flame totem on his pure black robe lit up with dazzling brilliance, and billions of black flames gushed out from his pores, trying to break free from the giant hand of the Five Elements.

But the power of the five elements surged like a tide, tearing through the black flames that protected his body like a hot knife through butter. The golden chains wrapped around his limbs like spirit snakes, digging into his flesh. The wood vines took root in his immortal body, madly sucking the essence of his life. The water ice cones ignored the high temperature and accurately pierced his innate spiritual light. The flames of the backlash burned his soul, making him wail in pain. The earth force suppressed his resistance like a heavy mountain, crushing his body slightly deformed.

"Click..."

The sound of bones shattering rang out clearly, like a dead branch being stepped on. The Black Sky Ancestor's natal Universe Ocean shook violently under the impact of the Five Elements' power, and the layers of barriers were torn apart like paper. The surging True Immortal Power within was instantly enveloped and imprisoned by the five-colored divine light, turning him into a lamb to be slaughtered.

In less than three breaths, this first-grade True Immortal who had been rampant in the Obsidian Clan for hundreds of cosmic epochs was like a pinched grasshopper. All the strength in his body was drained away. He could only twist his withered body in vain, his eyes filled with incredible despair and a hint of belated enlightenment.

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Yunlong Fairy City, Jiuling Villa.

Willows sway by the lake, their drooping branches like jade carvings, with clearly visible leaf veins, gently brushing across the mirror-like lake water, creating circles of tiny ripples.

The sunlight shines through the sparse clouds and falls on the lake, refracting thousands of golden lights, which complement the unknown fairy flowers blooming on the shore. The dew on the petals reflects the colorful rays of light, emitting a faint halo, and dyeing the surrounding air sweet.

Su Mo was wearing a moon-white robe and was walking slowly along the lakeside. His sleeves were fluttering in the breeze, making a rustling sound. With every step he took, a subtle spiritual charm spread from his feet, making the surrounding grass and trees seem more lively.

Suddenly, he paused and turned his sight imperceptibly. His gaze seemed to transform into two invisible swords, directly seeing through the void of billions of years, passing through layers of space barriers, and clearly seeing everything in the Yanji Palace, even the final struggle of the Black Flame Ancestor was in his sight.

"Of the five first-grade True Immortals of the Obsidian Clan, three have already been captured. Now the only ones missing are the Black Cloud True Immortal and the Black Cliff True Immortal."

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Time flies, and three thousand years have passed quietly.

Obsidian Continent, Heiya Sky, Heiya Sky Palace.

This place is different from the coldness of Hei Ming Tian, ​​the scorching heat of Hei Xiao Tian, ​​and the weirdness of Hei Yan Tian. Hei Ya Tian is shrouded in gray-black罡风 all year round. The罡风 is as sharp as a knife, which can easily tear apart the protective fairy light of the immortals.

The Heiya Palace stands at the source of this罡风. The palace walls are made of Taiyuan Jinxing Stone, a quasi-immortal-level treasure. The surface is covered with fine lines cut by the罡风, revealing a sense of solemnity and murderousness that has been through vicissitudes of life.

Deep in the Heavenly Palace, the most magnificent hall has no luxurious decorations. Only angular iron pillars support the dome. The ground is made of unpolished black stone. When you step on it, you can feel the biting cold, as if even your soul will be frozen.

At this moment, in the Four Symbols Sealing Heaven Formation in the center of the hall, the last trace of struggle was dissipating.

"No... The ancestor will not let you go... He will definitely avenge me..."

The voice of True Immortal Heiya was hoarse and broken, carrying with it the despair and resentment of being on the verge of extinction. It echoed within the barrier, but it seemed so pale and powerless that it could not even cause a ripple.

The aura of his whole body weakened rapidly at a cliff-like speed. In just a few breaths, he became like a dead sculpture, hanging stiffly in the formation, without any life, and even his hair no longer fluttered.

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Thousands of years later.

Black sky, black god’s palace.

With a desperate wail, the black-armored Black Cloud Ancestor followed in the footsteps of the Black Ya Ancestor. Under the dual suppression of the Four Symbols Formation and the Five Elements Divine Light, his body turned into a lifeless statue, floating in the center of the hall.

"The five first-grade True Immortals of the Obsidian Clan have all been captured. Next, it's the Obsidian Clan's treasure house."

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