Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Chapter 1059: All or Nothing

Su Mo's voice resounded within the cave world, calm yet carrying an irresistible majesty. Even the rules of the cave world resonated with his voice, as if the operation of all things in heaven and earth had to follow the guidance of this voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Mo's mind stirred slightly. A divine thought, like a sword drawn from its sheath, carrying chaotic energy, instantly tore through the void barrier of nearly ten thousand cosmic years, crossed endless star rivers and violent spatial turbulence, and landed precisely in the magma world under the hidden valley in the southern Fire Crow Domain—the sea of ​​consciousness of the "Fierce Profound Ancestor" transformed from the "Pure Void Moral True Lord"—without causing the slightest energy fluctuation.

"Please obey my decree!"

The "Ancestor Liexuan," who sat cross-legged in the center of the magma world, suddenly opened his eyes. A profound light, completely different from that of the original Ancestor Liexuan, flashed in his eyes, like a star hidden in an ancient well, carrying a chilling insight that seemed to see through everything. Then, he slowly rose, his figure standing tall and straight like a pine tree in the churning magma, his robes fluttering without wind. He bowed slightly towards the direction of the Azure Spirit Domain and respectfully responded.

The next second...

With a thought, the "Ancestor Lie Xuan" unleashed a terrifying pressure far exceeding ten times that of a perfect half-step Golden Immortal, accompanied by his voice. Like a resounding bell, it boomed in the ears of the four Fire Crow Ancestors, including the other four half-step Golden Immortals, causing their immortal souls to tremble slightly.

"Yuan'er, quickly send a message to the clan!" The voice carried a deliberately suppressed urgency, yet it exuded an undeniable authority, as if every word was tempered with fire. "Tell the men to hunt down people from the other eight immortal realms at all costs, accumulate merits with all their might, and exchange them for quasi-immortal medicine! Your father only needs one last bit of immortal essence to successfully prove his immortality! Hurry, you must be fast! If there is any delay, I fear that all your efforts will be in vain!"

Upon hearing this, the four ancestors of Lieyuan, who had been anxiously waiting for billions of years, trembled and their faces instantly lit up with wild joy. Their father (ancestor) was indeed still at the crucial moment of his breakthrough! And he had reached the final step; success or failure hinged on this!

Before they could calm down, the voice of "Ancestor Liexuan" rang out again, carrying an almost frenzied resolve. Each word was like a spark, scorching their souls: "Remember! At any cost! Even if our sons suffer heavy casualties, it is all worth it! As long as I take that step and become an Immortal Golden Immortal, it will all be worth it! At that time, I will reverse time and space, resurrect them all, and let them enjoy the glory of the Immortal Clan!"

"Reverse time...resurrection..."

The four ancestors murmured these words repeatedly, their hesitation and concerns instantly replaced by fervor, and even their breathing became rapid. If Father (Ancestor) could attain immortality, it would be an unprecedented event for the Fire Crow Clan. What did a few temporary deaths and injuries matter?

Besides, after Father (Ancestor) attains immortality, he can be resurrected. What is there to worry about?

Reviving a true immortal is something even half-step Golden Immortals like them don't have the ability to do, but it's not a difficult task for an Immortal Golden Immortal.

Unless other immortal golden immortals intervene, even these half-step golden immortals are not unable to be resurrected; it's just that the cost will be higher.

"I will obey Father's decree! Your son will immediately send word to the clan and use all the clan's resources to gather the quasi-immortal elixir for Father! Even if it costs us everything, we will help Father attain immortality." Ancestor Lieyuan suddenly knelt down and kowtowed heavily in the direction of the magma world, his forehead hitting the ground and sending up tiny sparks.

The other three half-step Golden Immortals also knelt down, their voices trembling with excitement, yet filled with unwavering determination: "We are willing to help our ancestor complete his great undertaking! We will not hesitate to sacrifice ourselves!"

Within the magma world, the "Progenitor of Blazing Profoundness" gazed at the images reflected in his sea of ​​consciousness, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips. That smile concealed a hint of calculation and coldness, like ice hidden beneath a raging fire. He then closed his eyes again, his aura receding once more, as if he were once again immersed in the final moments of his breakthrough. Only the sound of churning magma echoed through the world, masking all traces of the unusual event.

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Beneath the ruins of Fortress 507 in the Iron Arm Mountains lies a hidden world within a cave.

Su Mo looked up, his gaze piercing through layers of spacetime barriers, casting a deep look in the direction of the Fire Crow Domain. His eyes swirled with a chaotic energy, as if a galaxy were flowing within them, yet remained utterly calm.

"Let the wind blow for a while."

Su Mo muttered to himself, his fingertips lightly twirling. For this game to succeed, it needed a fermentation process. He needed to let the madness of the Fire Crow Clan completely ignite the war in the Nine Domains before he could fish in troubled waters and reap the benefits.

Immediately afterwards, Su Mo closed his eyes again, his mind sinking into his natal sea of ​​time. There, above the budding twelfth-grade Primordial Lotus, ten corpses of eighth-grade True Immortals suddenly appeared.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, the ten corpses of eighth-grade True Immortals exploded without warning, transforming into ten streams of extremely pure True Immortal essence. These streams cascaded down like waterfalls, rapidly merging into Su Mo's body. The trillions of cells in the cosmic sea, like sharks smelling blood, instantly boiled over, countless "boundary gates" opening wide to frantically devour and absorb this torrent of essence.

Every cell was humming with satisfaction, and the inner universe was evolving at an accelerated pace because of this energy. The chains of rules became more and more solid, shimmering with an immortal luster.

The twelfth-grade Primordial Lotus swayed gently, the Great Dao runes on its petals flowing endlessly, peeling away and purifying the power of rules contained in the ten True Immortal Origins, transforming it into nutrients most suitable for Su Mo's Immortal Body to absorb, propelling the Primordial Boundless True Immortal Body one step closer to the realm of perfection.

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Time flies, and ten thousand years have passed.

In the Fire Crow Domain, at the center of the Heavenly Crow Immortal City, within the Flame Temple of the Ancestral Shrine.

The palace was forged from Netherworld Fire Crystals that had remained burning for billions of years. The four walls were carved with the fire-breathing totems of the Fire Crow Clan's ancestors, and every line flowed with scorching fire rules. The air was filled with an intense aura powerful enough to instantly reduce a sixth-grade True Immortal to ashes. Only the core members of the Fire Crow Clan could breathe freely here.

Lie Wu, the current patriarch of the Fire Crow Clan, sat upon a fiery throne forged from the Nine Dragons Burning Heaven Flame. He wore a quasi-Golden Immortal artifact—the Crimson Gold Battle Armor—inlaid with thirty-six fiery orbs, each sealing the remnant soul of an ancient fire beast. The armor exuded the powerful aura of a ninth-grade early-stage True Immortal, and the fiery aura around him solidified into a phantom three-legged fire crow that hovered around him.

At this moment, he was flipping through the clan's war merit book, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was worried about the stalemate in the recent Nine Realms Immortal War.

Suddenly, a streak of fiery light ripped through the void, like a burning lightning bolt, ignoring the layers upon layers of defensive formations and spatial restrictions within the temple. It passed directly through the fiery dome of the temple and landed not far from Chief Lie Wu. The light dissipated, revealing a phantom figure—clad in an ancient crimson robe, its face bearing a seven-tenths resemblance to Ancestor Lie Yuan, and surrounded by the aura unique to a half-step Golden Immortal. It was a projection manifested by Ancestor Lie Yuan through the clan's secret "Bloodfire Communication Technique."

"Liewu pays respects to the Ancestor!"

Upon seeing this, Chief Liewu was startled and dared not be negligent in the slightest. He abruptly rose from his throne, lifted the hem of his battle armor, and respectfully bowed to the illusory figure.

When the Primordial Ancestor returned to the Immortal City last time, he collected all the clan's war merits, as well as ninth-grade true immortal medicines and quasi-immortal immortal medicines. He also learned that the First Ancestor was in seclusion breaking through to become an Immortal Golden Immortal, and that the four Ancestors were protecting the First Ancestor.

The fact that the ancestor suddenly sent him a message at this moment must mean that something extremely urgent happened.

The illusory figure nodded slightly, its voice hoarse like scorching lava, yet undeniably majestic, seemingly echoing from the ages, causing the flames within the temple to tremble: "Wu'er, no need for formalities. This message is delivered on the orders of my father—"

Before the words were even finished, a terrifying pressure far exceeding that of an ordinary half-step Golden Immortal emanated from the projection, causing the temperature of the entire Flame Temple to soar suddenly. The totems on the Netherfire Crystal Wall seemed to come alive, emitting low roars. Clan Chief Liewu froze, feeling as if a fiery mountain was pressing down on his shoulders, making it difficult to even breathe.

"Father is about to attain immortality, only one step away, and urgently needs a large amount of quasi-immortal medicine to replenish his origin!" The illusory figure's voice suddenly rose, carrying an almost frantic urgency. Every word was like a red-hot iron, burning into Lie Wu's heart. "Order the entire clan to hunt down cultivators from the eight immortal realms at all costs from this moment on, accumulating battle merits to exchange for quasi-immortal medicine! Even if all the clan's sons are killed or wounded, we must gather enough quasi-immortal medicine!"

Chief Liewu's pupils constricted sharply, and his face instantly drained of color—at all costs? This meant that the Fire Crow Clan would completely abandon all scruples and throw themselves into the Immortal War in the most desperate manner, likely resulting in rivers of blood. Even he, as the clan chief, risked his demise if he was not careful.

"Wu'er, you need not worry about anything. As long as your father succeeds in attaining immortality, even if you all perish, your father can resurrect you." The illusory figure seemed to see through his concerns and added, its voice soothing yet also seductive.

Upon hearing this, the patriarch of the Liewu clan immediately perked up, the hesitation in his eyes vanishing instantly. If they could be resurrected, what was there to worry about? For their ancestor to attain immortality, they, his descendants, would gladly sacrifice their lives! He hurriedly kowtowed, his forehead slamming heavily against the fiery floor tiles, producing a dull thud and even leaving faint scorch marks on the tiles: "Your grandson obeys! Immediately issue an order to the entire clan to gather enough near-immortal elixirs for our ancestor, using all available resources!"

"This matter concerns the future of our clan and must not be lost. Remember, mobilize all the forces that our clan can muster to collect battle merits and exchange them for quasi-immortal medicines!" After giving this stern instruction, the avatar of Ancestor Lieyuan turned into a spark and dissipated in the temple, leaving only the lingering pressure in the air.

Chief Liewu slowly rose to his feet, his clenched fists turning white at the knuckles, but his eyes were already burning with a raging fire, even more intense than the Netherworld Fire in the hall. He turned and strode toward the depths of the temple, where a "Blazing Crow War Drum" that could transmit messages to all branches of the Fire Crow Clan hung.

"Dong...dong...dong..."

Soon, the deep and rapid drumbeats pierced through Tianwu Immortal City, resounding like thunder throughout the various Fire Crow clan branches in the Fire Crow Domain. Each drumbeat contained the will of the battle order and conveyed a resolute determination to spare no effort.

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"Damn it, what are those three-legged crows trying to do? They've wiped out eighteen of my clan's branches in a row. Do they really want to completely break ties with my clan?"

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