Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Chapter 1151 Hongmeng Immortal Realm

Beyond the Crimson Phoenix Immortal Ship, in the heart of a small immortal realm, lies a desolate, chaotic space. Within this space, there is no light or sound, only endless gray mist slowly churning, viscous as paste, seemingly frozen in time for billions of years. Even the chaotic air currents have lost their vitality here; occasionally, tiny fragments of space collide, emitting crisp "crack" sounds that echo in the emptiness, further emphasizing the ancient desolation of this place, as if no living being has ever set foot here since the beginning of time.

Deep within the chaotic space, a giant black lotus quietly bloomed. Its petals were layered upon each other, gleaming with a dark metallic luster. Each petal was entwined with fine black runes, exuding a deathly aura that eroded the soul.

A figure sat cross-legged in the center of a black lotus, clad in a wide black robe whose hem trailed over the lotus petals, blending seamlessly with the lotus. A thick layer of black mist shrouded the figure, obscuring its outline but obscuring its face. Only the occasional emanation from the mist carried the oppressive aura of a second-rank Golden Immortal, like a slumbering beast, lurking in this chaos, its stillness unchanging, but its movement earth-shattering.

Suddenly, the mysterious figure seemed to sense something, the black mist around it suddenly condensed, and it abruptly opened its eyes.

Immediately afterwards, two crimson lights appeared within the black mist, like two ancient wells connecting to the netherworld, deep and eerie, piercing the deathly silence of the chaotic space. Ignoring the distance of trillions of eons, penetrating layers of chaotic barriers, they landed precisely in the direction of the Crimson Phoenix Immortal Ship—there, the deliberate aura of a "First-Grade Golden Immortal" emanating from Su Mo was like a candlelight in the night, exceptionally conspicuous in the deathly silence of the chaos, clearly reflected in his perception.

"Um....."

A barely audible whisper emerged from the black mist, its hoarse, chilling quality like the scraping of rusty iron. The two crimson lights flickered violently, and an undisguised greed shone through the churning black mist, like sharks that had caught the scent of blood and locked onto their prey.

The next second...

"boom......"

With a muffled thud, the figure instantly disintegrated, transforming into a swirling cloud of black mist. Twisting and contracting in the air, it became a jet-black streak of light, shooting out of the chaotic space like an arrow released from a bow. Soon, the runes on the black lotus rapidly dimmed, losing all luster, and the entire chaotic space returned to deathly silence, as if no one had ever sat there.

Almost at the same time that stream of black mist burst out of the chaotic space, several small immortal domains within a radius of millions of trillions of cosmic years centered on the Crimson Phoenix Immortal Ship resounded one after another with sharp, tearing sounds, like a sharp blade slicing through brocade, piercing and urgent.

In the southwest, deep within a small immortal realm built upon the foundation of the Immortal Dao of Fire, a boundless sea of ​​fire suddenly exploded into a gigantic fire lotus. At the heart of the lotus, an immortal golden immortal, his entire body engulfed in dark red flames, abruptly opened his eyes, gazing in the direction of the Crimson Phoenix Immortal Ship, his eyes filled with scrutiny and greed.

"To open up a celestial realm without any preparation, this newcomer is quite bold." He snorted coldly, and flames around him surged, instantly tearing through space and transforming into a streak of crimson light that sped toward his target.

In the southeast, within a small immortal realm founded on the immortal path of water, beside a misty immortal pool, a woman clad in water-patterned armor gazes intently at her reflection. The ever-flowing water ripples on her armor reveal her cool, aloof profile.

When that "unstable" aura came, she flicked her fingertips, and a drop of water exploded into thousands of waterway rules, tearing through the void: "Interesting. Is the fact that you are so recklessly opening up a celestial realm really because you have the confidence to not take other Golden Immortals seriously, or are you just a clueless greenhorn who doesn't know anything?"

As she spoke, her figure flashed and she disappeared into the shimmering water.

In the northeast, within a small immortal realm built upon the foundation of the Great Dao of Bones, countless white bones lay scattered amidst howling winds. An immortal Golden Immortal, composed of billions of withered bones, suddenly rose to his feet, his joints clattering together with a series of crisp sounds. Ghostly green flames ignited in his empty eye sockets as he greedily licked his bony claws: "A newly ascended Golden Immortal's immortal soul... I can't wait to taste it." Before his words even finished, the entire mountain of bones exploded, transforming into a torrent of white bones that swept through the void.

In the northwest, within a small immortal realm built upon the foundation of the Immortal Great Dao of Green Wood, an old man clad in a green robe slowly rose, his body writhing like living vines. Sensing the "naive" aura emanating from him, a sinister smile curled at the corner of his lips: "So brazen, this newcomer is probably not so simple. Let those old fogies weigh this newcomer's capabilities first, and then I'll act accordingly."

As he spoke, his figure merged with the ancient tree, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in the outer void, leisurely heading towards the Crimson Phoenix Immortal Ship, like an observer waiting for the show to begin.

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In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the surrounding trillions of cosmic years of void immortal realms were shaken. One after another, the immortal golden immortals were all attracted by the new immortal golden immortal aura, tearing through the void and heading towards the void where Su Mo was, stirring up waves of chaos.

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The Crimson Phoenix Immortal Ship is millions of light-years away.

The dark, chaotic atmosphere was like solidified ink, heavy and oppressive. Only Su Mo's standing figure was the only "living thing" in this void. His green robe fluttered in the chaotic air currents, and as the fabric danced, he seemed somewhat isolated and helpless. A faint but palpable pressure of a First-Rank Golden Immortal surrounded him, and the deliberately displayed sense of "instability" became more and more obvious with the fluctuations of the newly opened Immortal Realm, as if he could be devoured by the violent chaotic air currents at any moment, and his foundation would be shaken.

"drink!"

Su Mo let out a low shout, slowly raising his palms, the power of the Primordial Chaos Dao condensing in his hands. In an instant, a gigantic, chaotic axe phantom formed above his head—the axe's body flowed with patterns from the primordial chaos, its blade gleaming with a chilling light capable of tearing through everything; it was the Heaven-Opening Divine Axe, manifested from the Primordial Chaos Dao. The gigantic axe hovered in the air, then cleaved down with a mighty force, carrying the power to shatter chaos, slashing towards the inky current of energy ahead.

"Click..."

The chaotic energy, like shattered glass, was forcefully cleaved by a giant axe, creating trillions of ancient void fissures. Sparks of golden light burst forth—the primordial power of the beginning of heaven and earth. Su Mo flicked his fingers, and the golden light transformed into countless threads, weaving and solidifying within the fissures. The nascent forms of continents were visibly taking shape: some continents were covered in vast forests, with celestial energy flowing among the branches and leaves; some continents were towering mountains, their slopes faintly revealing the luster of mineral veins; some continents stretched across endless plains, their soil permeated with the vitality to nurture life…

The Heaven-Opening Axe fell again and again, each strike causing chaos to recede by a third, each swing making the outline of the Immortal Realm clearer. The shattered fragments of chaos, guided by the Great Dao of Primordial Chaos, transformed into the foundation of the continent, the source of rivers, and the bulwark of the heavens. Countless immortal rules, like silver chains, surged forth from the void of the newly born Immortal Realm, coiling around the nascent continent—some rules condensed into the veins of mountains and rivers, some into the trajectories of rushing rivers, and some woven into the celestial canopy that enveloped the Immortal Realm.

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Thousands of years later.

As the final axe strike landed, the illusory image of the Heaven-Opening Axe slowly dissipated, and Su Mo raised his hand, sweeping across the void. The continents that had begun to take shape suddenly converged, connected by chaotic stone bridges and bounded by primordial energy, forming a vast territory stretching for trillions of eons. At the edge of the Immortal Realm, a faint light curtain quietly rose, its surface emanating the pressure of a First-Rank Golden Immortal and the rules of primordial chaos, isolating it from the chaotic energy of the outside world and protecting this newly born world.

"The Immortal Realm is complete. Next, it's time for the beings within it." Su Mo gazed at the Immortal Realm stretching for trillions of eons before him, his face almost transparently pale, a faint trace of weariness clinging to his lips, as if he had exhausted most of his immortal power in creating the Immortal Realm. He raised a hand to wipe away non-existent beads of sweat from his forehead, his voice tinged with a weak hoarseness. Then, with a wave of his hand, a seemingly meager stream of chaotic essence surged from his palm, sprinkling like spring rain across the continents within the Immortal Realm.

In an instant, life burst forth across the continent: in the vast forests, human ancestors drilled wood to make fire beside caves, their figures clad in animal skins leaping around the campfires; at the foot of towering mountains, scaly-armored alien races used stone axes to cultivate the land, uttering primal shouts; on the endless plains, winged children spread their tender wings, gliding clumsily in the low sky… These beings were all below the Immortal Realm, their auras as faint as candles flickering in the wind, yet they infused this desolate Immortal Realm with vibrant life. Su Mo watched all this, a hint of relief appearing on his "weak" face, like a creator who had exhausted his life's work.

Millennia have passed, and life has spread across every continent of the Immortal Realm. Humans have established rudimentary tribes, while other races have built stone fortresses. Birds and beasts thrive in the mountains and rivers, their smoke and roars creating a primitive yet vibrant scene. Su Mo stood in the void, his face even paler than before, his breathing slightly rapid. He slowly withdrew his hand, seemingly powerless to create any more, but gazing at this vibrant Immortal Realm, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

"From now on, this immortal realm will be called the Primordial Immortal Realm."

at this time......

A violent roar, like a thunderclap, shattered the tranquility of the Immortal Realm: "Now, junior, I want your immortal soul!"

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