Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Chapter 968

Obsidian Continent, Black Dragon Palace.

The air seemed to be compacted by invisible boulders. Every breath that flowed carried a heavy, oppressive feeling, and when it was inhaled into the lungs, it seemed to cause pain in the chest.

The light-devouring bead on the top of the hall glowed dimly, like a dusty ink bead, stretching the surrounding shadows into thin and long ones, sticking crookedly to the ground paved with obsidian crystals, like solidified cracks, revealing an indescribable weirdness and oppression.

The atmosphere in the entire hall was extremely solemn for a moment. Even the sound of dust falling to the ground could be heard clearly, and the tiny echoes spread across the empty hall, striking at everyone's heart.

Time seemed to have completely frozen at this moment. Every passing second seemed as long as a cosmic era for the group of geniuses. Their hearts beat heavily in their chests, making their eardrums buzz.

Suddenly, the eyes of the True Immortal Hei Xuan turned, and the light in his eyes was like two dark lightning bolts that broke through the dead silence, with a sharp light that could tear through illusions, and locked onto a sixth-grade perfect celestial immortal in the crowd.

The gaze was as sharp as the blade of a true immortal, carrying with it the pressure of seeing through the origin of things, as if wanting to see through the other person from body to soul, from past to future, and even dig out the secrets in the bone marrow.

"boom......"

The terrifying pressure of the fifth-grade True Immortal erupted without warning, like a tide formed by billions of stars, crushing towards the sixth-grade Perfect Celestial Immortal.

Wherever it passed, the air was compressed to the point of groaning in pain, and the condensed air waves lifted the robes of the geniuses; the shadow of the black dragon cage trembled violently, rippling out layers of waves, as if it would collapse at any time; even the light-devouring beads on the top of the hall were forced to shrink into a ball by this pressure, and trembled like a frightened star.

Almost instantly, the thirteen True Immortal ancestors waiting within the hall turned their gazes towards the prodigy, their eyes filled with scrutiny and vigilance, like hawks stalking their prey. Waves of True Immortal might, some as heavy as a mountain, some as sharp as a blade, some as gentle as a shadow, surged forth simultaneously, enveloping the sixth-rank Perfect Celestial Immortal like an impenetrable net, enveloping him completely in all directions and forming an invisible force field. Even light was twisted into strange arcs, rendering the prodigy like a lone boat at the center of a storm, vulnerable to being swallowed by the raging waves at any moment.

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Yunlong Fairy City, Outer City, Jiuling Villa.

Su Mo suddenly stood up from the Chaos Immortal Wood rocking chair. The chair legs rubbed against the ground, making a harsh "squeaking" sound, as if it was going to tear the wood apart.

The lazy, leisurely atmosphere vanished in an instant, replaced by a compelling edge. The air around him was stirred by this sudden movement, creating tiny ripples. Even the lake's emerald waters trembled slightly, shattering the reflections of the sky and clouds.

Then, Su Mo looked towards the Obsidian Continent, his expression becoming more serious. "A three-rank difference is still a big difference after all... It's really not that easy to hide from the eyes of that old man Hei Xuan."

The two maids were startled by the sudden noise and subconsciously lowered their heads, holding their breath, not daring to look up at Su Mo's expression.

They could clearly feel that the gentle and peaceful aura of the master had disappeared, replaced by an unfathomable solemnity, as if a storm was brewing, which could sweep across the four directions at any time and change the color of the sky and the earth.

Ignoring the two women's strange behavior, Su Mo tapped his palms with his fingertips, making a regular "thump, thump" sound. The rhythm was steady yet revealed a subtle urgency. His eyes were as deep as the abyss, with a hint of regret. "It seems that this illusory body of mine cannot be preserved."

There are fourteen True Immortals, one of whom is a fifth-grade True Immortal, and they are in the Obsidian Clan's lair. Even if he, the real body, brings fifteen hundred illusory spirit bodies with him, he is unlikely to escape unscathed. He will have to pay some price, not to mention a spirit body whose combat power is weaker than that of a third-grade early True Immortal.

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Obsidian Continent, Black Dragon Hall.

The Black Profound Ancestor's gaze was like a sharp blade tempered with ice, fixed firmly on the "Sixth-Rank Perfect Celestial Immortal". His hoarse voice echoed in the hall, carrying an unquestionable pressure: "Who exactly are you? What is your purpose in infiltrating my Black Obsidian Clan so deliberately?"

"I have no ill intentions." The "Sixth-Rank Perfect Celestial Immortal" slowly raised his head, his voice calm and composed, as if he were simply stating an ordinary matter, without the slightest panic of being seen through. "I simply stumbled into the Cloud Light Continent by mistake, and to avoid unnecessary trouble, I resorted to this desperate measure."

"Who among the great True Immortals in the Cangling Sea doesn't know that the Yunguang Continent is a place where our men train, and it's protected by a great True Immortal formation?" A trace of undisguised sarcasm crossed the face of the Black Xuan True Immortal. He tapped his withered fingers heavily on the armrest of the throne, making a dull sound. "Mistakenly entered? Do you believe such a lie? My patience is limited, and you'd better tell the truth. Otherwise, today, you will never leave my Obsidian Continent alive!"

"I really just stumbled into the Yunguang Continent by mistake." The figure continued to repeat his words, but there was a hint of impatience in his tone. The aura of the immortal around him was slightly fluctuating, like an undercurrent beneath the calm surface of a lake.

"If you don't accept my toast, you'll be punished!" Black Xuan Zhenxian's face turned cold, and the aura of a fifth-grade Zhenxian surged again, like an ancient sacred mountain bearing down upon him. The shadowy black dragon within the hall seemed infused with new strength, the cold light on its scales growing even more fierce. It opened its bloody maw, baring its sharp white fangs, as if ready to devour anyone. Its roar shook the hall. "It seems you won't confess unless I teach you a lesson!"

"Old Hei Xuan, don't go too far!" The "Sixth-Rank Perfect Celestial Immortal" suddenly raised his eyes, a trace of determination flashing in his eyes. The black armor around his body made a crisp "crackling" sound due to the surge of power in his body, as if it would break at any time. "I don't want to be an enemy of your Obsidian Clan, but you insist on being aggressive! This account has been recorded by this lord. Sooner or later, I will make you pay tenfold, even a hundredfold!"

Before he finished speaking, the body of the "Sixth-Rank Perfect Celestial Immortal" suddenly expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye - the body that was originally a hundred feet tall instantly swelled to tens of thousands of feet, and the black armor shattered into pieces, revealing the immortal body with green light flowing inside. The whole person was like a star heading towards its end, and the most dazzling light burst out in the dead silent hall.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying force that would terrify a fourth-grade True Immortal surged out from him, sweeping across the four directions like a tsunami. Wherever it passed, the shadow of the black dragon cage trembled violently, emitting shrill wails, the dragon's scales peeled off inch by inch, and the dragon's body twisted and deformed, as if it would shatter into powder at any time.

"Oh no! This villain is going to self-destruct!" Black Xuan Zhenxian's expression suddenly changed, a flicker of surprise and anger in his eyes. He had never expected that this mysterious and powerful person before him would be so decisive, wanting to perish together with his enemies without a word. This ruthlessness far exceeded his expectations, and it was too late to stop him.

"Quick! Act quickly, protect our men!" the Black Xuan True Immortal shouted, extending his withered palm first. Five streams of inky black True Immortal power surged from his palm, transforming into five dragon-shaped light curtains that spanned the hall. Layer upon layer, they sealed off the ever-expanding "Sixth-Rank Perfect Celestial Immortal" within. The runes flowing across the light curtains exuded an aura of eternal repression.

The thirteen Obsidian Immortals, including Patriarch Heiyuan, also reacted very quickly and sacrificed their own Immortal Treasures: some transformed into huge black tortoise shells, which were engraved with mysterious defensive runes; some condensed into hideous beast-patterned shields, and the phantoms of the ferocious beasts on the shields seemed to come alive, roaring to intimidate the heavens and the earth; some summoned layers of rune barriers, like small immortal formations... Various defensive light curtains intertwined in an instant, building an indestructible barrier in front of the geniuses, protecting them tightly.

"Boom..."

A deafening roar echoed throughout the Black Dragon Hall, and the body of the "Sixth-Rank Perfect Celestial Immortal" completely exploded. The violent energy raged like a flood that broke through a dam. The black divine light and the green spiritual light intertwined into a devastating torrent, which slammed heavily into the defensive barriers set up by the True Immortals.

The entire Black Dragon Hall shook violently, as if it were about to fall from the summit of the sacred mountain. The ground, paved with obsidian divine crystals, cracked like a spiderweb, spreading to every corner of the hall. The light-devouring beads on the ceiling wailed, their dim light flickering, nearly extinguished. Even the shadowy figures of the past True Immortals on the hall pillars grew blurred, as if shattered by this force and utterly vanishing.

The light on the defensive barrier flickered, and countless runes were annihilated under the impact. The barrier trembled violently and groaned under the heavy burden, but it finally held up the force of self-destruction and protected the thousands of geniuses behind it without any harm, but they all looked pale and were still frightened.

When the energy storm gradually subsided, the center of the explosion was empty, leaving only a piece of ground burned black by the divine light, without even a trace of breath left.

The Immortal Black Xuan gazed at the scorched earth, his face gloomy enough to drip water. The pressure around him was even colder than before, causing the temperature of the entire hall to drop by a million degrees. He slowly withdrew his palm, his palm trembling slightly from the previous outburst. He said in a deep voice, "Investigate! Investigate thoroughly for me! Even if I have to dig three feet underground, I will find this thief's true identity!"

Patriarch Heiyuan and the other thirteen True Immortal ancestors also wore solemn expressions, their brows furrowed. To be able to so decisively self-destruct and even threaten to retaliate tenfold, a hundredfold, clearly couldn't be the true immortal. For a clone to possess such a high level of cultivation, the original must be at least a third-rank True Immortal, perhaps even higher. If they didn't find him, they would be in turmoil, unable to sleep or eat, and the Black Obsidian Clan would never find peace.

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"Good old Hei Xuan, good Hei Yao clan, this account will not be let go just like that!"

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