Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Chapter 1149 Suppressing the Ancestor of Meditation

"Cough cough...cough cough..."

A series of intermittent coughs echoed in the center of the Abyss of Dao, hoarse like rusty iron scraping against chaos. Each cough was slurred and torn apart, shattering the deathly silence that had settled here for millions of years. The echoes reverberated through the distorted void, startling the surrounding fragments of rules that were suspended in mid-air.

Before the coughing had subsided, a distorted spatial rift had quietly opened in the void. The edges of the rift were filled with dim gray light patterns, wrapped with tiny fragments of time, as if connecting to the entrance of the underworld, exuding a chilling aura.

Immediately afterward, a figure staggered out from the crack. He wore a long black robe riddled with holes, stained with dark brown stains that, upon closer inspection, resembled blood dried up millions of years ago. With each faltering step, the hem of the robe billowed up, revealing withered skin beneath—clinging tightly to his jagged bones, its lines crisscrossing, like a mummified corpse forgotten by time for millennia, long since devoid of life. Only in his deep-set eye sockets flickered two eerie green flames, now bright, now dim, reflecting a strange glimmer of life.

However, this gaunt appearance, in the fleeting glimpse of its aura, carried a deathly pressure powerful enough to freeze the very fabric of chaos—a terrifying power surpassing even that of a Ninth-Rank Golden Immortal, as deep and boundless as an abyss. Even the mere aftershocks caused the surrounding spatial rifts to freeze, and the raging chaotic storms to slow their flow. Even a Ninth-Rank Perfected Golden Immortal like Patriarch Zixu would tremble with fear here, instinctively submitting as if facing a king of the underworld who had crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​bones.

"Hmm? This feeling?"

Suddenly, two eerie green flames flickered violently in the deep-set eye sockets of the black-robed old man, reflecting his abruptly contracting pupils, and even causing his withered cheeks to twitch slightly. An indescribable sense of extreme unease surged into his heart like a tidal wave, spreading wildly through his mind, even causing his natal immortal soul to tremble violently, as if some catastrophic disaster was approaching, instilling a fear deep within his soul.

"Leave! I must leave immediately!"

The immortal soul could not possibly tremble and warn without reason; something must have changed. Without any hesitation, the death aura around the black-robed old man surged wildly, enveloping his body like an inky tide. A teleportation array formed from white bones appeared beneath his feet, and he was about to tear through the void to escape the center of the Abyss of the End of the Dao.

at this time......

A playful voice suddenly rang out in the center of the Abyss of Dao, as if coming from all directions, or as if whispering in his ear, carrying an air of complete control, which made his teleportation array pattern pause slightly: "Ancestor Mingpan, I haven't even properly greeted you yet, so why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

"The Chaos Limitless Immortal-Trapping Array, activate!"

Before the words were finished, the first Immortal Array erupted from around the Ancestor of Meditation. Hundreds of millions of gray-black streams of energy shot into the sky like chains, weaving together to form a chaotic cage that covered millions of eons. The cage walls were covered with patterns from the beginning of chaos, completely locking the space and even time seemed to stand still. The Ancestor of Meditation's teleportation array patterns flickered wildly inside the cage, but it couldn't even stir up a ripple in space.

"Primordial Chaos Locking Dao Formation, activate!"

Immediately afterwards, a second dazzling golden light tore through the darkness, and countless primordial runes lit up like stars in the sky. As the runes flowed, they transformed into incredibly strong golden ropes, precisely binding the limbs and torso of the Ancestor of the Dark Realm. The primordial Daoist essence on the ropes spread wildly along his immortal body, rapidly sealing off the Dao of Death within him like a leech, slowing down his movements in mobilizing his immortal power. The originally surging death energy immediately became stagnant, like a frozen black sea.

"The Three Thousand Fate-Entwined Soul Array, activate!"

When the third array pattern lit up, three thousand silver threads emerged from the void, each one entwined with the trajectory of fate, precisely piercing into the sea of ​​consciousness of the Ancestor of Meditation, stirring up his obsessions and weaknesses from past reincarnations. His immortal soul immediately felt a needle-like stinging pain, and those forgotten memories of fear surged like a tide, throwing him into chaos.

"The Myriad Souls Reincarnation Soul Refining Array, begin refining!"

Hundreds of millions of ghostly figures roared and rushed out from the array patterns. These were the obsessions of the beings that the Ancestor of the Underworld had personally annihilated. Each of them had a ferocious face and was filled with boundless hatred. They carried resentment that burned their souls and corroded their bones, and rushed towards the Ancestor of the Underworld's immortal soul like a black tide, as if they wanted to drag him into endless reincarnation and make him suffer the pain of his soul being scattered for eternity.

"Zhou Tian Starlight Immortal Slaughtering Formation, activate!"

The phantoms of countless stars appeared above Ancestor Mingpan, and billions of silver starlight shot down like sharp arrows. Each starlight contained the terrifying power to annihilate the immortal body of a second-tier quasi-immortal king. They were densely packed like a storm, covering everything without leaving even a gap for dodging.

"The Myriad Spirits Blood Fiend Immortal Slaughtering Formation, Slaughter!"

Dark red aura of bloodlust surged from all directions, churning with the wails of countless living beings—the resentment of those slaughtered. Wherever it passed, chaos, space, rules… everything was corroded, emitting a hissing sound of dissolving. The black robe worn by the Ancestor of the Dark Realm, which could barely be considered a quasi-Immortal King artifact, didn't even last a breath before turning into wisps of green smoke in the bloodlust, revealing his withered body.

"Five Elements Returning to Origin Immortal-Slaying Formation, Kill!"

Five divine lights of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth attacked from five directions. The metal god transformed into a ten-thousand-foot-long blade, carrying the sharpness to cleave stars and slashing towards the head; the wood god transformed into endless vines, carrying the power to shred the immortal realm and entangle the immortal body; the water god transformed into eternal ice, carrying the chill to freeze the true spirit and freeze the immortal bones; the fire god transformed into raging flames that burned the heavens, carrying the temperature to refine the Great Dao and scorching the immortal soul; the earth god transformed into an ancient mountain, carrying the weight to suppress the primordial chaos and pressing down on the origin—the five forces circulated and repeated, forming an impenetrable trap of absolute killing.

"The Eight Desolate Deadly Immortal-Slaying Formation, Slay!"

Eight black pillars of light rose from the bottom of the abyss in all directions. The pillars contained the deathly power of the Eight Desolate Realms. Where the pillars of light intersected, a pitch-black vortex was formed, frantically devouring the life force and immortal power around Ancestor Mingpan. Even his death aura was stripped away and annihilated little by little, turning into nourishment for the vortex.

"Destruction of the End-Shattering Dao Formation, Annihilate!"

A dark gray beam of destruction shot out from the center of the array, directly shattering the Great Dao. The moment it touched Ancestor Mingpan, the Great Dao of Death circulating within his body collapsed inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye. The connection between his immortal soul and the Great Dao was forcibly severed, causing him to let out a heart-wrenching roar of pain.

"The Ten Directions Unify and Annihilation Array, by decree!"

Instantly, the power of the first nine great formations converged like rivers flowing into the sea, transforming into a gray torrent containing the power to destroy the world. With an irresistible force, it crashed down on the Mingpan Ancestor who was trapped in the center!

"Do not......"

Ancestor Mingpan let out a desperate wail as the eerie green ghostly flames rapidly dimmed and extinguished, leaving only a single, struggling ember. Any one of the nine immortal formations possessed the power to severely injure a second-tier quasi-immortal king, let alone when combined with the Ten Directions Unifying World-Destroying Formation—its power increased more than a hundredfold. Even a third-tier quasi-immortal king falling within would be severely injured, let alone an ancestral second-tier quasi-immortal king like Ancestor Mingpan. No matter how he urged his remaining immortal power to resist, it was nothing more than a death throes. The shadow of death rapidly enveloped his entire body like a tidal wave, completely overwhelming his resistance.

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After tea time.

"Whoosh..."

Deep within Su Mo's natal immortal domain, within that chaotic prison, a dark, chaotic light suddenly flashed, shattering the deathly silence within the prison.

As the light faded, a disheveled figure appeared not far from the remaining six ninth-rank Golden Immortals.

It was none other than the Ancestor of Meditation.

At this moment, he was utterly wretched. His already tattered black robe had completely turned to ashes, revealing his emaciated body beneath. His skin was charred and cracked from the intense heat of the array, as if it would crumble at the slightest touch. In his deep-set eyes, two eerie green ghost flames had dimmed to their lowest point, flickering weakly, reflecting the despair deep within his immortal soul. The array had stripped away eight or nine tenths of the deathly aura surrounding him, leaving only a faint trace. Gone was the oppressive aura that once surpassed even that of a ninth-rank Golden Immortal; instead, he resembled an old man flickering in the wind, barely able to stand.

The moment he appeared, the suppressing runes on the walls of the prison suddenly lit up, even more intensely than when they were used against those ninth-rank Golden Immortals. Countless gray chains appeared out of thin air, instantly wrapping around his limbs and neck, locking him firmly in place. The power of destruction flowing on the chains continuously eroded his remaining immortal power, leaving him with no strength left to struggle.

Not far away, a change finally appeared in the numb eyes of the six ninth-rank Golden Immortals. They stared intently at Ancestor Mingpan, their pupils contracting with extreme horror, yet also showing a strange balance.

Even a quasi-immortal king like Ancestor Mingpan became a prisoner. They were defeated and captured, so it seems they had nothing to be resentful about.

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