Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Chapter 1203 Immortal King's Dharma Body

The thirteenth prince suddenly turned his head and looked at the eighteenth prince not far away. A resolute look flashed in his eyes. He roared and faced with the thunderous attack of an Eternal Immortal King, the other Quasi-Immortal Kings, including the Ninth-Order Quasi-Immortal King, Wuya Ancestor, were like candles in the wind, powerless to resist. The gap between Immortal Kings and Quasi-Immortal Kings was an insurmountable chasm that spanned countless ages and could not be bridged by numbers.

The only way to survive is to rely on the two brothers.

Before he finished speaking, the thirteenth prince spat out a stream of primordial blood containing the bloodline of a Celestial King. The blood was golden in color, like molten primordial gold, and transformed into a profound dragon-shaped rune in the air. As the rune flowed, it emitted a powerful fluctuation connected to the fortune of the Yuan Jin Celestial Kingdom, as if the faith of billions upon billions of people floated within it, condensing into a dazzling sea of ​​national fortune clouds.

"The bloodline of the Primal King...this...I really must..."

The eighteenth prince's pupils constricted sharply, a fierce hesitation flashing in his eyes. The Primal King Blood was the foundation of these Immortal King descendants, containing a sliver of their original opportunity to attain Immortal Kinghood. Once lost, without an extraordinary stroke of luck, they would never again glimpse the secrets of Immortal Kinghood. Moreover, without the Primal King Blood, their status in the Yuan Jin Immortal Kingdom would plummet, making it difficult to compete with their brothers and sisters for the position of Crown Prince. They might even be relegated to a marginal royal family, at the mercy of others.

But when he caught a glimpse of the colossal, sky-covering hand of stars, bearing down an overwhelming, world-destroying pressure, the hesitation in the eighteenth prince's eyes was instantly replaced by resolve. If he couldn't withstand this attack, not only would his position as crown prince and his attainment of the Immortal King title be meaningless, but he would also lose his life here, and everything would become nothing but empty talk.

"We have no choice but to fight!"

The eighteenth prince gritted his teeth and spat out his own life-giving blood. In an instant, two golden runes intertwined and entwined in the air, like dragons vying for a pearl or phoenixes carrying flowers, finally merging into a blood banner shimmering with imperial dragon patterns. The banner fluttered in the wind, as if countless immortal war spirits roared on it, telling of the glory of countless ancient battles. Every line was soaked with blood and unyielding spirit.

"With the blood of us brothers as a guide, we respectfully invite our father's divine body to descend!"

The two roared in unison, their voices hoarse and broken from burning their very essence, yet they carried an undeniable will, as if they were making the most devout prayer to the supreme being in the darkness.

Then, the blood flag suddenly swelled a billion times, transforming into a blood-red pillar of light that pierced through the chaos. At the top of the pillar, the national fortune dragon energy of the Yuanjin Immortal Kingdom was condensed, like a dragon and a rainbow, soaring straight up to the heavens, as if it wanted to pierce the barrier of chaos and draw the supreme will that overlooked the ages from the depths of the distant immortal kingdom.

At the same time, the giant hand of stars crashed down, crushing the chaotic airflow into dust wherever it passed, and causing the space to collapse layer by layer, revealing the dark void below. Even time seemed to be held in the palm of this giant hand, flowing more and more slowly, making each second feel as long as an epoch.

"Ah... Fellow Daoists, burn your immortal essence to buy time for the two princes!" Ancestor Wuya's eyes were bloodshot, his aged face contorted with extreme anxiety, knowing that this was a matter of life and death. His immortal essence erupted like a volcano, surging and burning wildly. Wrinkles of age appeared on the surface of his immortal body, but a power far beyond his usual strength burst forth from his marrow, instantly breaking through the limit of the ninth-tier quasi-Immortal King and approaching the legendary threshold of the Immortal King realm. The light of immortal rules around him bloomed like fireworks, dazzling and resolute.

The other fourteen quasi-Immortal Kings exchanged glances, a resolute glint in their eyes. At this point, there was no room for reservation—if they couldn't buy enough time for the two princes to allow His Majesty Yuan Jin's avatar to descend, none of them would leave this chaos alive today.

"Immortal Origin, burn for me!"

Fourteen figures simultaneously erupted with dazzling spiritual light, the crackling sounds of their immortal origins burning echoing through the void. Some Immortal Kings withered away, while others dimmed their immortal light like flickering candles, yet all gained a surge of power in the process of burning, their auras soaring wildly like rockets.

"Roar! Block it! You must block it!"

"Ah... break it for me!"

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Amidst roars of fury, fifteen high-level Quasi-Immortal Kings, including the Boundless Ancestor, unleashed their life's cultivation, concentrating the power gained from burning their very essence into a single point. The Boundless Ancestor's tortoise-shell magic weapon erupted with its final gray divine light, an eighth-tier Quasi-Immortal King's immortal sword transformed into countless streams of light, and others even infused their natal immortal souls into their attacks…

Soon, the fifteen attacks converged into a storm of rules that swept through the chaos, carrying high-grade quasi-eternal immortal artifacts and with an aura of mutual destruction, they crashed fiercely into the star hand that descended from the sky!

It's all or nothing!

"Boom..."

The moment the two collided, a terrifying sound comparable to the Big Bang resounded throughout the chaotic void. Terrifying energy ripples spread like a tsunami, and wherever they passed, billions of illusory stars were violently shaken. The golden barrier of the Myriad Immortals Array rippled, as if it were about to be overturned by this aftershock, emitting a mournful cry of unbearable pressure.

"Click...click..."

The sound of shattering immortal artifacts echoed continuously, piercing and filled with despair. The strongest attack from the fifteen high-level quasi-immortal kings, including the Boundless Ancestor, was enough to make most ninth-level quasi-immortal kings flee in terror. However, in the face of true immortal king power, this force seemed so insignificant, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

After only three breaths, the chaotic storm crumbled under the crushing force of the stellar hand, its violent energy being devoured and obliterated one by one by the star runes in the palm of the hand. Even the incredibly hard quasi-eternal immortal artifacts cracked rapidly under the crushing force of the stars, eventually shattering into countless fragments, losing all their spiritual light and becoming worthless.

"Ah... pfft..."

Almost simultaneously, the fifteen Quasi-Immortal Kings, including the Boundless Ancestor, were struck as if by a heavy blow, spitting out a mouthful of golden immortal blood. The power gained from burning their origin instantly dissipated, and their immortal bodies, like empty sacks, swayed precariously in the air. Their auras plummeted at a visible speed, like tires punctured by nails, making it difficult for them to even stand.

However, instead of despair, their faces showed a hint of surprise, their eyes gleaming with the light of relief after surviving a calamity. Three breaths, though fleeting as sand slipping through their fingers, were enough for the crimson pillar of light piercing the chaos to complete its final pull, allowing the dawn of hope to break through the darkness.

Above the soaring crimson light, chaotic energy surged violently, like boiling water, and an unparalleled will, enveloped in countless rays of imperial light, took complete shape. It was a middle-aged man who appeared to be around forty, with a handsome and dignified face, bearing a seven-tenths resemblance to the thirteenth and eighteenth princes. However, his brows held a touch of world-weariness and indifference, as if he had witnessed the rise and fall of countless immortal realms, and nothing in the world could stir a ripple in his heart.

He wore a nine-dragon golden robe, each dragon lifelike, its scales shimmering with an eternal luster, as if it might break free of the robe at any moment and fly into the heavens to rule the world; the pressure emanating from his body was like a deep abyss and a towering mountain, high above, looking down on all living beings. Just by standing there, he made the surrounding chaos stop flowing, and even the scale of time seemed to be frozen.

Even more chillingly, the instant this figure appeared, the unstoppable stellar hand suddenly froze, as if bound by invisible shackles, unable to descend even an inch further. Star runes flickered violently in the palm, yet they could not break through the imperial aura barrier emanating from the golden-robed figure.

"Welcome Your Majesty!"

The thirteenth and eighteenth princes, feeling as if granted a pardon, dragged their weakened bodies, weakened by the burning royal blood, and respectfully bowed to the golden-robed figure. Their voices were filled with undisguised excitement and awe, as if they had found their greatest support. The other quasi-immortal kings also forced themselves to kneel down despite their injuries, their hearts, which had been in their throats, finally finding some relief—with the avatar of Immortal King Yuan Jin present, they were sure to be protected!

It could not only save his life, but also give him hope of suppressing that mysterious immortal king, making him pay double for the humiliation he suffered today, and making him pay a heavy price for his arrogance.

"No need for formalities!"

The Immortal King Yuan Jin nodded slightly, his voice low but carrying a majesty that reached even the immortal soul, as if containing the rhythm of the universe. Each word rippled through the void. As his voice fell, a gentle yet irresistible force swept over, like a spring breeze and rain, gently lifting the kneeling crowd and warming their frail bodies.

Then, his gaze slowly swept over the pale face of the thirteenth prince, the trembling body of the eighteenth prince, and over the mouths of the Boundless Ancestor and others, dripping with immortal blood. Finally, it settled on the illusory figure shrouded in the starry sky within the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation. His eyes grew cold, like eternal ice. The nine-dragon golden robe surrounding him seemed to sense this, its dragon heads slightly raised, emitting a silent roar that caused the surrounding chaotic air to stagnate once more.

"Your Excellency, you have harmed my prince and killed my subjects within the territory of my Yuanjin Immortal Kingdom. Do you really think my Yuanjin Immortal Kingdom is without anyone? If you do not give me a satisfactory explanation today, do not blame me for being ruthless!"

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