Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Chapter 1082 Suppressing the Immortal

The wreckage of the Silver Light Immortal Ship rose and fell amidst the layers of immortal arrays. Broken planks and shattered runes were mixed together, like a small boat in a stormy sea. With each jolt, it could fall apart completely and turn into dust in the chaos.

"This time, we're completely finished!"

Zi Yuan Jin Xian slumped onto the wrecked deck, shattered star runes flickering and vanishing beneath him, like his last remaining hope. He gazed at the shattered stardust, the last glimmer of light in his eyes extinguished like a candle in the wind, leaving only a deathly gray. Even with more than half of his immortal essence burned away, he still couldn't tear a gap in the formation. He couldn't think of any way for them to escape.

What awaits them next is only one fate—death and annihilation, completely dissipating into this chaos, leaving no trace of reincarnation, their arduous cultivation of tens or hundreds of millions of cosmic eras vanishing into nothingness.

"Why was I so impulsive..." Zi Yuan Golden Immortal muttered to himself, his voice hoarse like a broken gong worn smooth by sandpaper, filled with endless regret. At this moment, he and the other eight Golden Immortals were filled with remorse, like maggots clinging to their bones, almost gnawing away at their remaining souls. Even if that brat Lie Xuan was a prodigy who had achieved the second level of immortality, with limitless future potential, it would still take at least several hundred or even a thousand cosmic epochs to grow into a fifth-grade Golden Immortal. Why did he have to be so hasty? Couldn't he have waited a little longer and planned slowly? Perhaps there would be a turning point along the way, perhaps the other party would encounter a calamity and perish on his cultivation path...

Now, they've fallen into a carefully laid trap, are trapped, and even escape is a pipe dream. They can only watch helplessly as death draws ever closer.

at this time......

The void above their heads suddenly darkened, and the Heavenly Gang Demon God, who was a million years old, slowly raised his giant palm again. The palm wind was like a prison, carrying a terrifying pressure that could crush all laws and destroy all life. It crashed down and struck the only remaining broken array barrier of the Silver Light Immortal Ship.

"Boom..."

A sound like an explosion at the dawn of the universe resounded through the chaotic void, causing the surrounding spacetime, spanning billions of eons, to hum. The already riddled array barrier of the Silver Light Immortal Ship could no longer withstand the impact, and like a glass lamp struck by a heavy hammer, it exploded completely, dissipating into billions of streams of light.

Immediately afterwards, the terrifying power of the Third-Rank Golden Immortal was like a flood bursting its banks, engulfing the nine Golden Immortals, including the Purple Origin Golden Immortal, with a destructive force that overwhelmed the world. They were like duckweed in a stormy sea, unable to control their own destiny.

The surrounding arrays of celestial power, poised to unleash their full force, immediately followed suit, surging forward like a swarm of sharks drawn by the scent of blood. Golden chains coiled like serpents, instantly shattering their last protective celestial light; black ghostly flames, like maggots clinging to bones, scorched their immortal bodies with a sizzling sound; cyan sword energy, like fine rain, precisely sliced ​​through their Dao foundations… The immortal bodies of the nine Golden Immortals, including the Purple Origin Golden Immortal, cracked and shattered at a visible speed, golden immortal blood gushing out like fountains, transforming into poignant blood flowers in the air, only to be instantly evaporated by the array's power.

The Golden Immortal of Burning Heaven let out a shrill scream. His Burning Heaven Cauldron had long since shattered into scrap metal. At this moment, he could only watch helplessly as his body was torn to pieces by the power of the formation. The Netherworld Ghost Fire danced wildly outside his soul, but he didn't even have the strength to struggle. He could only let the intense pain sweep over his soul.

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After tea time.

In the chaos, mushroom-cloud-like energy clusters rose continuously, their light dazzling yet carrying an aura of death—the final bursts of light as the Golden Immortal bodies shattered. The six First-Rank Golden Immortals, including Xuanzhen Golden Immortal, were the first to succumb to this relentless crushing force; their Golden Immortal bodies exploded one after another, transforming into a turbulent torrent of energy. Their remaining souls struggled and twisted in agony within the energy turbulence, unable even to reconstitute a basic form, forced to watch helplessly as their consciousness dissipated bit by bit.

Following closely behind were the three second-rank Golden Immortals, Ziyuan, Dongyou, and Qingyun. Their immortal bodies collapsed one after another, their flesh and bones turning into dust. They could only barely protect their divine soul cores with the remaining immortal essence. Under the repeated crushing of the Heavenly Gang Demon God and the surrounding layers of immortal arrays, they constantly experienced the torture of destruction and rebirth.

Instantly, an indescribable aura of death, like viscous ink, quickly enveloped their entire bodies, rendering even the trembling of their souls powerless, as if even fear had become numb.

"Senior, spare my life! I'm willing to surrender!"

A tearful plea for mercy suddenly rang out from the turbulent energy flow; it was the roar of the Xuanzhen Golden Immortal's soul. His blurry soul light trembled violently, and even the Yin and Yang energies upon which he depended for survival were in complete disarray. Clearly, he had been utterly defeated by the fear of death, and all his previous composure was gone.

"If you spare my life, senior, I am willing to swear an eternal oath, with my Dao foundation as proof and my soul as the bond, to serve you faithfully to the death, and from this day forward, I will never have a second thought!" The voice of the Xuanzhen Golden Immortal was filled with humble flattery, completely different from his previous dignified and immortal appearance. "Senior's supernatural powers are unparalleled, and I am willing to serve you, even if it means going through fire and water!"

With the first to speak, the remaining Golden Immortals no longer cared about their so-called immortal dignity. The fear between life and death is immense; their pitiful pride at this moment was less than dust before the words "body dies, soul vanishes."

"Senior, spare my life! This junior is willing to surrender!" The soul light of the Burning Heaven Golden Immortal cried out hoarsely, the Netherworld Ghost Fire as weak as a candle in the wind, about to be extinguished at any moment. "This junior is proficient in the art of weapon forging and can forge immortal artifacts for you, senior. Please spare my life, senior. Even if it's just serving tea and water or taking care of my daily needs, this junior will do it willingly!"

"Senior, this junior is proficient in the art of Chaos Cultivation and can cultivate immortal medicines for you, helping your cultivation advance by leaps and bounds every day!" Qingyun Golden Immortal hurriedly spoke up, his voice trembling with fear, having long lost his previous composure.

Looking at his companions who were begging for mercy, and then at the unmoving figure in the distance, Zi Yuan Jin Xian felt the excruciating pain of his soul being torn apart. Finally, he gritted his teeth and gave up his last bit of stubbornness.

His dim, starlight-like soul light bent with difficulty, as if kowtowing in the dust, his voice filled with undisguised humiliation: "Senior, I am also willing to surrender. As long as you spare my life, my Purple Origin Immortal Realm and the accumulation of millions of universe eras are all offered to you..."

The cries of the eight Golden Immortals pleading for mercy rose and fell, weaving into a humble wailing amidst the chaos. At this moment, they possessed none of the majesty of immortal Golden Immortals; all that remained was the primal desire for life and a deep-seated fear of death. Better to live a wretched life than die; even losing their freedom and becoming puppets to be controlled by others was better than utterly vanishing into this chaos, without even a chance for reincarnation, with not a trace of their existence erased.

Su Mo stood at a distance, the chaotic energy flowing slowly around him. He listened to the pleas for mercy that rose and fell, but his face remained expressionless, as if he were watching a boring farce. His eyes were calm and undisturbed, and he was completely unmoved.

The ultimate value of these old fellows lies in providing nourishment for his growth, helping him break through to the second rank of Golden Immortal.

He had no interest in anything else.

To be a slave or a maid? How ridiculous!

In his eyes, these immortal golden immortals were not as good as this illusory immortal or celestial immortal.

The high and mighty immortals are all used to being pampered and waited on. They have no idea how to serve others. Their only use is as henchmen.

But ironically, he has no shortage of Golden Immortal henchmen.

After attaining immortality, the number of Spirit Illusionary Bodies increased once again. Now, he is able to create 1800 Spirit Illusionary Bodies.

"No...why? What grudge do we hold against each other that we must be so ruthless as to exterminate them all?"

The black mist soul light of the Cave Nether Golden Immortal surged violently, roaring with a hint of unwillingness, yet it was almost losing the strength to even question.

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Chaos does not keep track of years; in the blink of an eye, millions of years have passed.

"No... I am not reconciled..."

A desperate wail shattered the silence. Among the nine Golden Immortals, the weakest in cultivation, the Heavenly Feather Golden Immortal, finally exhausted the last trace of his immortal essence in his divine soul core. He was extinguished completely like a candle flickering in the wind, leaving not even a wisp of smoke behind, and vanished into nothingness.

"As expected of an Immortal Golden Immortal, I must say, he's truly difficult to kill." Su Mo gazed at the direction where the Heavenly Feather Golden Immortal had dissipated, a faint smile curving his lips. These million years were the million years that had passed at a two billion times the speed of time under the time array he had set up. In other words, a full thousand epochs had passed before his divine soul was completely obliterated. Compared to a half-step Golden Immortal who had only grasped a smattering of the Immortal Dao, the Immortal Golden Immortal's vitality was more than a million or even ten million times stronger; the two were simply not on the same level.

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