Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Chapter 1171 Old man, how can you be so shameless?

A storm raged within Qianye Jinxian's heart, and for the first time, disbelief appeared in his dark eyes. His divine sense had always covered millions of eons of spacetime, and no movement could escape his perception. Yet, it wasn't until the five immortal arrays were fully activated, and that world-destroying pressure swept over him, that he belatedly discovered the arrays' existence. This method of concealment had already surpassed the realm of a ninth-grade golden immortal.

"And the power of this grand formation... Could it be that there's a quasi-immortal beside this brat Hongmeng..." Qianye Golden Immortal's pupils suddenly contracted, a terrifying thought growing wildly in his mind, causing his immortal soul to tremble violently, as if it were about to be torn away from his immortal body, "No... this is impossible..."

Within the vast Yuanjin Immortal Kingdom, apart from the Yuanjin royal family, no other force's junior could command a quasi-Immortal King as a mere First-Rank Golden Immortal for personal protection. Even within the Yuanjin royal family, only a few princes most favored by the Immortal King received such an honor. How could this Hongmeng brat possibly possess such extraordinary abilities?

"You're overthinking it, I must be overthinking it!" Thousand Nights Golden Immortal shook his head violently, trying to dispel the absurd thought. A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and the deathly gray mist around him suddenly surged. "Roar—Abyss Sword, break for me!"

A furious roar echoed through the void, causing ripples to spread through the surrounding chaotic air. The immortal power within Qianye Jinxian surged wildly like a tsunami, and his natal immortal weapon—a jet-black longsword—suddenly flew from between his brows. The sword's blade flowed with a deathly gray light, as if tempered by ancient ice; its edge was shrouded in dense netherworld power, swallowing even light in its wake. This was none other than the Abyss Sword, the ninth-grade immortal weapon that had accompanied him through countless cosmic eras. The longsword swelled in the wind, instantly transforming into a scale of millions of light-years, like a dark rift cleaving through chaos, carrying unparalleled power to annihilate all things, and fiercely slashed towards the five interwoven heavenly nets.

"sucker Punch!"

Inside the Hongmeng Immortal Palace, Su Mo, residing in the white jade pavilion, smirked coldly, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes. These five immortal immortal formations, though hastily arranged by his illusory spirit body before the arrival of the Golden Immortal Qianye, were still far beyond the capabilities of a mere ninth-grade Golden Immortal. Each formation possessed the power to trap and kill a first-tier Quasi-Immortal King. With all five formations activated simultaneously, even a second-tier Quasi-Immortal King trapped within would be unable to break free without paying a heavy price.

"Boom..."

A deafening roar erupted outside the Primordial Chaos Realm, like two ancient stars colliding. The Abyss Sword, with its all-shattering sharpness, slammed into the Heavenly Net. The earthen-yellow halo on the Four Symbols Barrier flickered violently, like a candle in the wind, yet it never went out; the Azure Dragon phantom opened its mouth and spewed out a stream of azure dragon breath, which wrapped around the sword like dragon saliva; the White Tiger phantom raised its giant claws and slammed them against the sword's spine, the claw wind so fierce it seemed capable of shattering gold and splitting stone; the Vermilion Bird and Black Tortoise also exerted their power simultaneously, the former spewing out blazing flames, the latter raising its thick tortoise shell, pushing the barrier's defense to its limit. The Primordial Purple Net instantly tightened like a diamond rope, countless runes lighting up like stars, tightly binding the sword blade, rendering it immobile; the Spacetime Array, like an invisible hand, made the sword's momentum fluctuate, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes strong, sometimes weak, making it difficult to concentrate its full power.

The abyss sword, capable of cleaving through the body of a ninth-grade Golden Immortal, was now trapped within the formation like a moth drawn to a spider's web. The sword's eerie light flickered wildly, yet it could only create ripples on the barrier, unable to tear even a single crack. Instead, the four illusory figures let out a unified cry, a backlash traveling along the sword, causing the Thousand Nights Golden Immortal to groan and a trickle of blood to escape from the corner of his mouth.

In less than three breaths, the deathly gray light on the Abyss Sword dimmed visibly. The earthy yellow halo of the Four Symbols Barrier grew thicker, the Azure Dragon's breath coiled around the sword like chains, the White Tiger's giant claws pressed firmly against the spine, the Vermilion Bird's true fire scorched the blade, emitting a burnt smell, and the Black Tortoise's shell supported the tip from below, locking the longsword firmly in mid-air, unable to move. The Primordial Purple Net tightened more and more, countless runes seeping into the sword like maggots clinging to its bones, eroding the Netherworld rules within, causing the sword to tremble continuously; the chaotic power of the spacetime array continued to impact, making the Abyss Sword's resistance weaker and weaker, until finally it completely lost its luster and became dull and lifeless.

"Om..."

After a mournful tremor, the Abyss Sword suddenly shrank, transforming into a black light that was enveloped by the purple net. It was then swallowed whole by the four illusory figures and vanished completely from the formation. The Thousand Nights Golden Immortal felt a sharp pain between his brows; the connection between his immortal soul and his natal immortal weapon was severed as if by the sharpest blade of rules, nearly shattering his immortal soul.

“Ah…Pfft…”

The Thousand Nights Golden Immortal let out a shrill roar, his voice filled with pain and horror, spitting out a mouthful of dark golden immortal blood. The blood droplet landed in the void, exploding like a meteorite; each drop contained pure, immortal immortal power, yet it instantly annihilated upon contact with the grand formation's rules. He staggered back a few steps, all composure and arrogance finally vanishing from his dark eyes, replaced by a deep-seated fear, even tinged with a desperate madness.

"No, how could this happen?"

The Abyss Sword is a ninth-grade immortal artifact, connected to his immortal soul, and has accompanied him in battles across countless cosmic eras. It could barely withstand even an attack from a first-tier quasi-immortal king. How could it be so easily suppressed and sealed now? This is absolutely not something a ninth-grade golden immortal could do!

"A Quasi-Immortal King... There must be a Quasi-Immortal King protecting this brat from the primordial chaos!" Thousand Nights Golden Immortal suddenly looked up, gazing into the depths of the primordial chaos world, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror. Only the power of a Quasi-Immortal King could so effortlessly shatter his natal immortal artifact and set up such a terrifying killing formation!

Only then did he finally realize that he had been wrong from the very beginning—this Hongmeng Immortal Lord was not a junior he could "manipulate" at will, but a peerless ferocious beast disguised as a lamb. He seemed gentle, but in reality, his fangs were sharp, and he had already laid a trap to devour people, just waiting for him, this arrogant prey, to step into it.

"Escape! We must escape the Primordial Immortal Realm immediately!"

The moment this thought arose, the Thousand Nights Golden Immortal was about to turn around and tear through the void. But at that moment, the hazy beam of light from the void, distorted by the spacetime array, had already passed through layers of obstacles, carrying the aura of annihilation of "all things returning to nothingness," and crashed down behind him.

"Puff..."

His protective immortal power shattered like paper, making a cracking sound as if it could not withstand the pressure. His deathly black robe was instantly pierced, and a deep wound that revealed the bone appeared on his back. The immortal flesh at the wound was melting away at a visible speed, revealing the stark white bones. Even his immortal soul felt an excruciating pain as if it were being gnawed by billions of ants.

"what......"

Qianye Jinxian screamed in agony, his body flying forward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the Four Symbols Barrier. The barrier remained unmoved, but the force of the recoil shattered most of his bones, causing him to spit out another mouthful of dark golden immortal blood, the blood mist mixed with fragments of shattered internal organs.

He lay limp in the void, barely breathing, gazing at the still peaceful primordial world, his eyes filled with endless regret and a deep-seated fear. It turned out that from beginning to end, he had been nothing but a clown, believing he was in control of everything, when in reality he had long since become the other's prey.

Inside the pavilion, Su Mo looked at the disheveled figure in the formation, his fingertips lightly tapping the stone table, producing a soft "tap, tap" sound that eerily echoed the roar outside the formation. His voice was calm and even, yet it carried a crushing power as if looking down on ants: "Now you understand? Too late."

The light from the five great immortal formations grew increasingly intense, and the four illusory figures ignited with substantial divine light. The Azure Dragon's scales shimmered with azure light, the White Tiger's fur sparkled with silver brilliance, the Vermilion Bird's wings resembled burning flames, and the Black Tortoise's shell reflected the trajectory of stars. The Primordial Purple Net tightened like iron chains, and the flowing runes emitted a metallic clang. The distorting power of the Spacetime Array intensified, causing the Thousand Nights Golden Immortal's figure to flicker between reality and illusion, even his screams becoming intermittent. The illusions of the Destiny Array became increasingly realistic, and countless scenes of death exploded in his sea of ​​consciousness. The Returning Void Beam, like a leech, clung to his wounds, constantly seeping inward.

Streams of power from the rules surged into Qianye Jinxian's body through the wound, like thousands of tiny venomous snakes, rapidly shattering the barrier of his natal immortal domain and revealing the scene inside—at the center of his immortal domain, a nine-tiered lotus of the Great Dao floated silently, its petals inscribed with countless runes of the Netherworld rules, the very foundation of his cultivation. The power of the rules, like wolves smelling blood, swarmed forward, frantically eroding the lotus of the Great Dao.

"No...stop! Fellow Daoist Hongmeng, please spare me this time for the sake of my family!" Golden Immortal Qianye finally put aside all his pride, his voice trembling with sobs, his immortal soul shaking. "I promise to leave Hongmeng Immortal Domain immediately and never dare to disturb your cultivation again."

"The eighteenth prince?"

A mocking smile flashed across Su Mo's face. He stopped tapping his fingers, picked up his teacup, and took a small sip. The coldness in his voice was almost tangible: "He wants my life, and he still wants me to give him face? You old bastard, how can you be so shameless?"

As he spoke, his fingertips twitched slightly, and the torrent of rules within the great formation increased in speed instead of decreasing, continuing to surge wildly into the Thousand Nights Golden Immortal's natal immortal domain like a flood bursting its banks, accelerating the erosion of his Great Dao Lotus.

"No... Hongmeng brat, the Eighteenth Prince will not let you go, he will definitely avenge me..."