Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Chapter 1049 Request the Clan Chief to Make a Decision Quickly

Ironarm Mountains, Fortress 507, hidden cave.

The Twenty-Fourth Grade Yuanxu Purple Lotus had quietly vanished. Since Su Mo broke through to the Eighth Grade Perfect True Immortal, this Eighth Grade True Immortal herb, which had accompanied him for so long, had become useless—its spiritual energy was now utterly ineffective for him. In its place floated a chaotic-colored futon silently in the void; it was the Ninth Grade True Immortal artifact he had exchanged for with billions of battle merits—the Chaos Futon. A faint chaotic aura flowed across the surface of the futon, each wisp containing a profound power to nourish the soul and solidify the foundation of one's cultivation. Even for a Ninth Grade True Immortal, it was a rare and invaluable cultivation aid.

Suddenly, Su Mo, who was sitting cross-legged on the Chaos Futon, abruptly opened his eyes. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, which then turned into deep thought, as if he were deducing some earth-shattering secret. He lightly tapped his knees with his fingertips, making a rhythmic "tap-tap" sound, and muttered to himself, "Even Lie Min, the Great Elder of the Fire Crow Clan, doesn't know the exact whereabouts of those half-step Golden Immortals. He only knows that they are at some crucial moment and should not be disturbed casually..."

“That old fellow, the Fire Crow Ancestor, had already stepped into the perfect half-step Golden Immortal realm three thousand cosmic eras ago. Could it be that…” Su Mo’s brows furrowed suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and a thought exploded like a thunderclap, making him feel inexplicably uneasy.

"No, we must find out the exact whereabouts of those old guys as soon as possible." A hint of seriousness appeared in Su Mo's eyes. "Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, we must take precautions. Otherwise, if we really wait for that old guy to take that step, the consequences will be unimaginable."

The difference between a Perfect Half-Step Golden Immortal and an Early-Stage Immortal Golden Immortal, though only a fine line apart, is as vast as heaven and earth. The former is still struggling within the shackles of True Immortal, while the latter has already touched upon the laws of immortality, with both lifespan and combat power increasing exponentially. Even now, with his overall combat power exceeding that of a Perfect Half-Step Golden Immortal by more than a thousand times, he has little chance of survival against an Early-Stage Immortal Golden Immortal. Only by advancing his cultivation further, breaking through to the Ninth Rank Perfect True Immortal, and mastering more True Immortal rules, will he have some confidence to confront them head-on and barely secure a chance of survival.

next second...

Su Mo's mind stirred slightly, and a faint light appeared between his brows. A divine thought, condensed to the point of being tangible, suddenly left his body. This divine thought, carrying the fluctuations of the Immortal Seal of Time and Space, instantly pierced through the barrier of the cave heaven, crossed the void barrier of thousands of eons, and like an invisible lightning bolt, precisely merged into the sea of ​​consciousness of the Pure Void Moral True Monarch in the Falling Phoenix Valley of the True Extreme Domain.

"Fellow Daoist Qingxu, find out the whereabouts of those old bastards from the Fire Crow Clan as soon as possible."

The voice was calm and even, yet it carried an undeniable majesty, as if it were the judgment of the laws of heaven and earth. It lingered in the mind of the Pure Void Moral True Lord for a long time, never dissipating.

With a slight movement, the True Lord Qingxu stepped out from the folds of the void. His green robe fluttered gently in the lingering warmth of the Nirvana Fire. He bowed slightly towards the Cangling Domain, his voice respectful and solemn: "Qingxu respectfully obeys the decree of this Venerable One!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his finger, and a streak of azure light swept across the void. In an instant, a flash of fire appeared, and an old man with a weathered face, dressed in a long robe of black fire, appeared before him—it was none other than Lie Min, the Great Elder of the Fire Crow Clan, who had been suppressed not long ago.

But at this moment, Lie Min had lost his previous arrogance and sharpness. His eyes were empty and lifeless, his pupils were unfocused like dead water, and the aura of a perfect ninth-grade true immortal was gone. All that remained was the dullness of someone whose intelligence had been sealed, just like Lie Huo 180 million years ago. He was like a puppet controlled by invisible threads, his limbs and bones moving according to the will of the Pure Void Moral True Lord.

The Pure Void Moral True Lord calmly swept his gaze over Lie Min and said indifferently, "Use your clan's bloodline resonance technique to request aid from within the clan."

As the command entered his mind, a barely perceptible ripple flashed in Lie Min's empty eyes. His hands suddenly rose, rapidly forming a series of stiff yet precise movements. Strands of dark red flame flowed from his fingertips, carrying his unique bloodline imprint, weaving into a strange rune in the void.

This rune was more complex than the signal previously sent by Lie Huo, faintly carrying the authority and pressure of the Grand Elder, as if it were an unquestionable command, enough to make any True Immortal in the clan dare not neglect it.

Immediately afterward, the dark red flame rune trembled slightly in the void, then transformed into a streak of light, breaking through the barrier of Falling Phoenix Valley at a terrifying speed that even a half-step Golden Immortal could hardly match, and sped towards the Fire Crow Domain. Wherever the rune passed, even the Nirvana Flame gave way, as if carrying some kind of irresistible command.

The Pure Void Moral True Lord stood quietly to one side, his blue eyes reflecting the receding flames, a cold glint flashing deep within them.

"Those old geezers shouldn't be so heartless as to not care about the lives of Lie Min and the others."

Including Lie Huo, there were a total of six elders, all of whom were True Immortals at the late stage of the Ninth Rank or above. Even with the powerful foundation of the Fire Crow Clan, this force was a force that could not be ignored.

If it is lost, it will be enough to damage the foundation of the Fire Crow Clan.

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Spring goes and autumn comes, and 100,000 years pass in the blink of an eye.

Tianwu Immortal City.

The heavy, rapid "Blood Bell" once again resounded throughout the entire immortal city. The bell's toll was even more muffled than before, as if a thousand-pound weight had crashed onto the bronze bell, carrying a heart-pounding sense of oppression. Each strike struck the heart of every Fire Crow Clan True Immortal, causing the heavens and earth to tremble. Even the city walls, forged from Nine Heavens Profound Fire Crystals, resonated with a humming sound, the flame patterns on their surface flickering as if whispering unease.

Before the ancestral shrine, hundreds of True Immortal elders of the Fire Crow Clan, all of them with solemn expressions, their gazes fixed on the blood-red jade mirror above the shrine. Within the mirror, a bloodline fluctuation even more intense than when Lie Huo had pleaded for help earlier was pulsating violently. It was the aura of the Great Elder, Lie Min, yet it carried a sense of impending doom, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment. The fiery aura surrounding the immortals trembled slightly from the oppressive atmosphere, the air above the shrine so heavy it seemed almost dripping with moisture, making even breathing a cautious affair.

An immense pressure, like an invisible mountain, weighed down on the plaza, making it almost impossible for the weaker seventh-rank True Immortals to breathe. Many had beads of sweat on their foreheads, and a hint of fear flickered in their eyes. Even the Grand Elder was imprisoned; the seriousness of the situation far exceeded their imagination—the thing they least wanted to see had finally come true. Elder Lie Huo's plea for help was a trap set for them from the very beginning.

The fact that the mastermind was able to force the Grand Elder to use the Bloodline Resonance Technique to call for help means that the mastermind behind the scenes must be at least a mid-stage half-step Golden Immortal.

"Clan leader, this matter is beyond our ability to handle!" A mid-stage ninth-rank True Immortal elder with white hair and beard stepped forward, his voice filled with barely concealed urgency. "The only way now is to ask the elders to take action so that we can rescue the Grand Elder and the others!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the True Immortals in the square turned their gazes to one person.

He was a majestic middle-aged man dressed in a dark gold robe, with a resolute face, sharply defined eyebrows, a high nose, and a taut jawline, exuding an aura of decisive ruthlessness. A subtle yet powerful kingly aura surrounded him, and every movement radiated imperial dominance, as if he were born to wield great power. His aura was even stronger than that of the Great Elder, Lie Min; he was none other than Lie Wu, the current patriarch of the Fire Crow Clan and the only remaining ninth-rank Perfect True Immortal in the clan.

"This……"

Chief Liewu frowned, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes, his fingers unconsciously stroking the jade pendant at his waist.

He was well aware of the urgency of the situation, but his ancestors were also at a critical juncture. If his interference caused them to fail, he would be in grave danger.

But the lives of the elders are equally important, and with the addition of the Blazing Crow Seal, one of the four great clan treasures, it already occupies a layer of the Fire Crow Clan's foundation.

If they were to perish in the Phoenix Valley of the True Extreme Domain, it would be enough to shake the foundation of their Fire Crow Clan.

"Damn it, which force is opposing my Fire Crow Clan?" Chief Liewu clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force. His deep, angry roar echoed across the plaza, filled with boundless rage and bewilderment. "The Crimson Demon Immortal Clan? The Blue Horn Immortal Clan? The Qiongli Immortal Clan... or the Thousand Souls Clan?"

One by one, the half-step Golden Immortal forces with long-standing grudges against the Fire Crow Clan flashed through his mind.

But upon closer reflection, it seemed unlikely. Although they had many conflicts, they all exercised restraint, usually only taking action against their own elders and below to avoid a complete falling out and giving other half-step Golden Immortal forces an easy advantage.

The elders were not ordinary elders; they were the absolute core of the Fire Crow clan. In particular, the First Elder and the Second Elder held positions in the clan that were almost equal to that of the clan leader, second only to a few half-step Golden Immortal ancestors.

To touch them would be to sever all ties with the Fire Crow clan to the death.

Those major powers would never dare to do that.

"Clan leader, we can't hesitate any longer!" Another mid-stage ninth-rank True Immortal, clad in crimson armor, stepped forward. The flame patterns on his armor lit up with excitement, and his voice carried a desperate urgency. "The Great Elder and the others, along with the Blazing Crow Seal, are in grave danger. Our clan cannot afford such losses!"

"Clan leader, no matter what, let's contact the ancestors first!" An elder beside him echoed, his tone slightly softer but equally firm. "Whether to send reinforcements or not is up to the ancestors to decide. We only need to report the truth, and that will be our duty, so we won't regret it later."

"Clan leader, Elder Lieyang is right. Let's contact the ancestors."

"Please make a decision quickly, clan leader!"

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