Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Chapter 1153 Yin Yang Heavenly Disc

Greedy gazes flickered in the chaotic darkness, like hungry wolves eyeing a plump lamb, gleaming with a sinister green light that seemed to scorch holes in the void. The divine senses of numerous Immortal Golden Immortals intertwined and collided in the void, carrying an undisguised possessiveness—a fourth-grade Immortal Immortal Artifact, such a treasure was enough to tempt any third-grade Golden Immortal, who might even be willing to unleash a bloodbath for it.

A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime. If this newcomer doesn't have a powerful background or backing, and is merely a lucky person who stumbled upon this treasure, then this item will be his death warrant, enough to make him die without a burial place.

Time slowly passed under the scorching gazes of the Golden Immortals, each second feeling like a taut string pulling at their hearts, the air thick with the oppressive atmosphere of an impending storm. The wailing of Ancestor Xuan Kui gradually weakened from its initial shrillness, eventually fading completely, leaving only the occasional cracking sound of bone fragments breaking beneath the Golden Pagoda. Clearly, he was on the verge of complete suppression, even his last vestige of resistance was dissipating.

"No, we can't wait any longer! If there really is some powerful backer..."

Finally, an uncontrollable divine thought, fueled by greed, exploded from the depths of chaos, carrying a do-or-die determination. Once the golden pagoda completely suppressed the old man Xuan Kui, even for a third-rank Golden Immortal, taking him down would not be an easy task.

"Boom..."

The chaotic void trembled violently once more. A massive, pitch-black hand suddenly emerged from the impenetrable shadows, appearing atop the Floating Golden Pagoda with a suffocating sense of oppression. This hand was covered in fine black scales, each shimmering with a cold, metallic light. Thick, inky dark Dao power flowed between its fingers. The terrifying pressure of a late-stage Third-Rank Golden Immortal spread like a tidal wave, rapidly devouring all light in its path. Even the brilliant golden light surrounding the Floating Golden Pagoda retreated steadily, the runes on its body dimming noticeably, as if it might be completely swallowed by darkness at any moment, returning to deathly silence.

"You old bastard, how dare you!"

With a furious roar, a third-rank Golden Immortal in the southwest could no longer restrain himself. His dark red flames surged for millions of years, transforming into a lifelike fire-breathing Qilin. He opened his mouth and spewed out a towering pillar of fire that could burn the heavens and boil the seas, carrying the Dao principles that could incinerate all things, and went straight for the pitch-black hand, intending to burn it to ashes.

"Stop right now! That golden pagoda belongs to me!" Another angry shout came from the northeast. The figure of the Water Immortal appeared, and a water dragon containing endless waterway rules roared and rushed into the void. The dragon claw tore through the chaos, and together with the towering fire pillar, it attacked the black hand from the left and right. The light of water and fire intertwined and collided, exploding into a dazzling light in the chaos, illuminating the shattered void around them.

Almost simultaneously, two more Rank 3 Golden Immortals emerged from the shadows. The Golden Immortal was enveloped in boundless golden light, and a golden immortality path, refined to its utmost, pierced through the chaotic void, transforming into a towering golden spear. The spearhead gleamed with an indestructible, cold light, piercing straight into the dark hand. The Death Immortal, on the other hand, was surrounded by deathly aura, and the Death Immortal path shot out like black lightning, condensing into a giant skull shield. The shield's surface was engraved with wailing, resentful souls, forcefully withstanding the downward pressure of the dark hand. The deathly aura and the power of darkness collided, emitting a piercing shriek.

For rogue Golden Immortals like them, who didn't have much of a background, a fourth-grade immortal artifact was something they could only dream of. They wouldn't just stand by and watch the treasure fall into the hands of Ancestor Dark Demon.

In an instant, the chaotic void descended into chaos.

The power of the five third-grade Golden Immortals clashed and fought fiercely in the void, unleashing a deafening roar that was enough to shatter the souls of even a ninth-grade Golden Immortal. The shockwaves spread out in layers, pulverizing the chaotic energy in their wake into countless tiny fragments of space. Even the distant Primordial Immortal Realm was affected by this aftershock; the cracks in its barriers widened again, emitting a mournful creak, as if it might collapse completely at any moment.

"It seems that killing just one second-grade Golden Immortal is not enough. I need to kill a few more chickens." In the center of the Hongmeng Immortal Realm, Su Mo stood with his hands behind his back, his green robe fluttering in the chaotic air currents. A cold killing intent flashed in his eyes. The "weakness" he had shown earlier had long since vanished, leaving only indifference as if looking down on ants.

The next second...

With a wave of his hand, Su Mo unleashed a stream of yin and yang light that pierced the void. The light swirled once in the air, transforming into a yin-yang celestial disc with a diameter of approximately ten thousand feet. On the disc, black and white intertwined and flowed like living things, outlining countless profound runes of destiny. Then, a terrifying aura, enough to make even a fifth-rank Golden Immortal tremble, radiated from it, sweeping across the entire chaotic void like a tsunami. The divine flames, water currents, golden light, and death energy that were fiercely colliding were instantly crushed and disintegrated before this aura, like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, without even a ripple. It was as if they had never existed, leaving only the void frozen by the celestial disc's oppressive power.

"Not good, this power... a sixth-grade immortal artifact!" The five third-grade golden immortals in the midst of the chaotic battle suddenly changed their expressions, their pupils shrinking to pinpoints, and all color draining from their faces. A bone-chilling cold shot from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, making them feel as if they had fallen into an abyss of ice. Even their immortal souls trembled under this pressure, almost being mercilessly frozen, and even their thoughts became sluggish.

"Damn it, how could this be? Just who is this junior? How could he possess such a treasure?" The Dark Demon Ancestor's pitch-black hand froze in mid-air, the skin beneath his scales contorted in shock. A sixth-grade immortal artifact—even the core Golden Immortals of seventh-grade immortal forces might not possess such a luxurious protective treasure. This seemingly unremarkable "newcomer" actually harbors such a terrifying foundation!

Immediately afterwards, endless regret and despair engulfed their hearts like a tidal wave.

It’s over! It's completely over now!

The power unleashed by a sixth-grade immortal artifact is no less than that of a fifth-grade golden immortal, and is far beyond what these third-grade golden immortals can contend with.

"Destiny Plate, suppress!"

Su Mo's icy voice echoed in the chaotic void, devoid of any emotion, as if pronouncing their fate. Each word pierced the hearts of the five like an ice pick.

As soon as the words were spoken, the Yin-Yang Heavenly Disc trembled slightly, and the runes on the disc suddenly lit up. Five thick Yin-Yang lights burst forth, like five Yin-Yang divine dragons with their heads and tails connected. The dragons' bodies were wrapped with profound laws of destiny, and their dragon eyes flashed with the majesty of judging everything. They traversed the shattered chaotic void with unparalleled power, rushing straight towards the five third-grade Golden Immortals.

"not good……"

The intense aura of death jolted the five, finally jolting them out of their regret and unleashing their full potential. The Dark Demon Ancestor channeled his dark Dao, condensing a massive, sky-covering black scale shield, its surface inscribed with countless dark runes, radiating an aura of devouring everything. The Fire Path Golden Immortal transformed into a dark red fireball, its outer layer burning with its natal divine fire, attempting to burn away the void and escape. The Water Path Golden Immortal formed hand seals, summoning countless water arrows, weaving an impenetrable water curtain barrier, swirling with countless defensive runes. The Gold Path Golden Immortal's body surged with golden light, transforming into a golden-armored war god millions of years old, wielding a golden spear and clad in golden armor, exuding an invincible aura. Finally, the Death Path Golden Immortal hardened his heart, detonating the Bone Purgatory behind him. In an instant, mountains of corpses and seas of blood churned, and vengeful spirits howled, attempting to use this terrifying spectacle to buy him a moment's respite and a sliver of life.

Unfortunately, it was all in vain!

Wherever the Yin-Yang Divine Dragon passed, the Black Scale Shield shattered like paper, and the dark rules were neutralized and dissolved by the Yin and Yang energies; the dark red fireball was swallowed whole by the dragon, without even a spark, only a muffled sound came from the dragon's belly; the water curtain barrier twisted and deformed in front of the Yin-Yang rules, and finally turned into nothingness, without even leaving a drop of water vapor; the golden light of the Golden Armored War God quickly dimmed, the armor cracked inch by inch, and collapsed with a crash; the White Bone Purgatory was swept away by the dragon's tail and collapsed like an avalanche, the vengeful souls were purified by the Yin-Yang light, and did not even have time to utter a wail.

In less than three breaths, the Yin-Yang Divine Dragon shattered all the defenses of the five Rank 3 Golden Immortals. With a swift movement of its claws, it gripped them tightly in its palms like iron pincers. The Yin and Yang energies coiled around them like living chains, constantly eroding the immortal Dao within their bodies, gradually robbing them of even the strength to struggle. They could only watch helplessly as their power dissipated.

"No, stop... Senior, this is all a misunderstanding!" The Fire Path Golden Immortal was the first to react. Ignoring the excruciating pain of his immortal body being eroded by Yin and Yang energies, he forced a fawning smile and begged for mercy with a sob in his voice, "This junior only wanted to help Senior retrieve the Floating Pagoda. I had absolutely no intention of coveting Senior's treasures. I hope Senior will understand!"

The other three Immortal Golden Immortals quickly chimed in, "Senior, you are wise. We truly have no intention of coveting your immortal artifact."

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Su Mo stood in the center of the Immortal Realm, coldly looking at the five people bound by the Yin-Yang Divine Dragon. A mocking smile appeared on his lips. These old fogies really think he, Su Mo, is a fool to say such deceitful things.

Then, the Yin-Yang Heavenly Disc slowly rotated, and the five rays of Yin-Yang light suddenly tightened, like five shackles, dragging the five third-rank Golden Immortals into the Yin-Yang Heavenly Disc.

Runes flowed across the celestial plate, suppressing them firmly at the bottom, rendering them unable to utter a sound. Only occasional vibrations emanating from the celestial plate indicated that a final struggle was still taking place inside.

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"This...this can't be a dream, can it? Even Ancestor Dark Ape and the others..."