Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Chapter 1115 Suppressing a Rank 6 Golden Immortal

As the Azure Thunder Ancestor gazed at the slowly expanding gap, his eyes blazed with an almost greedy, burning light, as if it were the only gateway to the living world.

Despite the immortal essence burning at a frenzied rate within his body, his immortal body feeling as if it were being churned by a thousand sharp knives simultaneously, the pain being a thousand times more agonizing than being slowly sliced ​​to death, he seemed to feel nothing at all, his entire mind focused on that gap.

Manipulating the phantom of the thunder dragon, it charged towards the gap first. The purple-gold lightning was like a giant dragon that had come to life, its scales and claws outstretched, tearing through the chaotic airflow. Each flick of its tail carried a terrifying force that could shatter the immortal realm, violently shaking open the immortal runes that were trying to heal at the edge of the gap, causing them to explode into a shower of sparks, blooming and disappearing in the void like fireworks.

"kill!"

The crimson-clad elder followed closely behind, and the phantom of the Vermilion Bird spread its wings, which blotted out the sky. Wherever its wings swept, the chaotic air currents were scorched and twisted into vortexes, emitting a "sizzling" sound.

The torrent of flames erupted like a volcano that had been accumulating underground for millions of years. It poured down along the array light curtains on both sides of the gap, scorching the runes and emitting pungent white smoke. The patterns containing immortal rules twisted and curled up in the flames, like living things being roasted, and forcibly blocked the tendency of the light curtains to close.

A ferocious smile cracked across his charred face, revealing teeth blackened by smoke and fire—even if burning his source would cause his cultivation to plummet, or even render his millions of cosmic epochs of arduous cultivation futile, he couldn't care less at this moment. Survival was his only thought, more real than any grand path or future prospects; it was an instinct etched deep within his soul.

The azure-blue elder's fingers moved swiftly, his hand seals shifting rapidly. Billions of ice crystal spears rained down like a meteor shower, their tips gleaming with a chilling light that seemed to freeze time and space, precisely striking the area around the breach. The instant the ice crystals touched the array's light barrier, a series of cracking sounds echoed, instantly freezing the surrounding space and time, momentarily slowing the array's repair process. This brief moment, however brief, bought those behind him precious time—enough to determine life or death.

The middle-aged man in dark red activated the phantom of the Blood God, his blood spear sweeping across the sky, creating a sky full of bloody light. Within the bloody light, countless vengeful spirits could be vaguely seen howling, cleaving a path through the oncoming river of blood and slaughter. Wherever the bloody light passed, the malevolent energy retreated as if encountering its nemesis, turning into wisps of green smoke and vanishing without a trace. The phantom of the towering tree of the emerald-green woman took root at the edge of the gap, using its own burning life force as nourishment. Its branches and leaves expanded wildly outward, like countless resilient arms, forcefully widening the crack even further. The trunk of the giant tree had begun to blacken and wither, its leaves fluttering down as it expanded, like the decay of life, clearly reaching its limit of exhaustion; the gray-white old woman reversed the power of reincarnation, causing a brief disruption to the immortal rules at the gap, the threads of the net of fate becoming tangled and disordered, the lines that should have been perfectly aligned intertwined and entangled, the repair process halting, as if even fate itself hesitated at this moment, adding a glimmer of hope to their escape.

Like a torrent bursting its banks, the six Golden Immortals surged forth through the breach, carrying with them their remaining power. Though their aura fluctuated violently due to the burning of their essence, sometimes surging and sometimes plummeting, they still carried the terrifying might of seventh-grade Golden Immortals. Colliding with the remaining power of the formation, they unleashed an even more violent roar, stirring the chaotic air into a boiling porridge. Countless tiny spatial rifts opened and closed in the turbulent flow, swallowing and exhaling an aura of annihilation.

Seeing this, the fifteen fifth-rank Golden Immortals, who were barely clinging to their immortal essence, were like drowning people grasping at their last straw. Their eyes blazed with a death-defying madness, and they all recklessly burned their remaining immortal essence. Layers of blood-red light emanated from their immortal bodies, like burning candles, and they rushed towards the gap with all their might, even if it meant being shattered to pieces.

Ancestor Xuan Yin mingled in the crowd, his face as pale as paper. The yin and yang energies on his immortal body had almost dissipated into a light mist. Every step he took felt like he was about to fall apart, and the "crunching" sound of his bones grinding together was clearly audible. Yet, he gritted his teeth and scrambled forward—this was his only chance of survival. If he couldn't break through before the gap in the great formation closed again, all that awaited him was the destruction of his soul, without even the chance of reincarnation.

Outside the breach, the chaotic energy was even more violent than inside the formation, like countless invisible knives slicing through the air. Each wisp of energy carried the force to tear apart an immortal body, scraping against it like a knife cutting. The runes of the nine immortal formations, like sharks smelling blood, frantically converged on the breach from all directions, piling up densely to form an ever-thickening barrier, attempting to re-seal this flaw. The phantoms of the thunder dragon and the vermilion bird continuously clashed against the runic barrier, emitting dying roars. Dragon scales and bird feathers peeled off in the collisions, turning into specks of spiritual light and dissipating. Clearly, they were nearing their limit; the outlines of the phantoms were beginning to blur, as if they would completely collapse at any moment.

"Quick! Faster!"

Ancestor Cang Lei roared, his voice sharpened by exhaustion, like a shattered gong. The burning speed of his immortal essence accelerated by another third, and the purple-gold lightning around him suddenly shone to its extreme, even his hair was dyed with lightning, like thousands of tiny lightning whips dancing. In an instant, his aura surged again, truly stepping into the mid-stage of the seventh rank Golden Immortal realm. The phantom of the thunder dragon let out a dragon roar that shook the chaos, the sound wave stirring up a ten-thousand-foot-high airflow, and slammed forward, forcefully opening the constantly healing gap another thousand feet, revealing an even deeper chaos behind it.

Just as the foremost Azure Thunder Ancestor was about to burst through the gap—

Su Mo tapped the Yin-Yang Dao Platform lightly with his fingertips, producing a soft "thud" sound, like heavenly music, yet also like a death knell tolling in everyone's hearts, carrying a harbinger of death.

Then, a cold smile curved his lips, his eyes devoid of any emotion, as if he were looking at a group of ants struggling in vain: "You've come all this way, and you still think you can leave alive? Is that even possible?"

As they spoke, a series of incredibly powerful pressures suddenly rose from the chaotic void surrounding the Nine Immortal Formations. Each pressure reached the level of a peak sixth-grade Golden Immortal, and there were as many as thirty-six of them! These pressures were like giant beasts that had been sleeping for billions of years awakening, carrying an aura that looked down upon the Star Abyss. They merged into the Nine Immortal Formations in groups of four, perfectly matching the immortal rules of the formations without the slightest hindrance.

In an instant, the nine immortal formations seemed to be infused with a new soul. The light of the runes suddenly surged a millionfold, illuminating even the Three Yang Immortal Tomb, three hundred billion cosmic years away, as if it were daytime. The previously sluggish power rose wildly like a volcanic eruption. The patterns on the formation's light screen became clear and sharp again, each one seemingly forged from the bones of an immortal golden immortal. A terrifying power far exceeding the previous one instantly broke the stalemate, like a surging tide, carrying the power to crush everything, and once again crushed towards Ancestor Cang Lei and the others, unstoppable.

"Do not......"

As the power of the array behind him suddenly intensified, the hope in his eyes was instantly replaced by despair, and he let out a heart-wrenching roar. He watched helplessly as the thousand-foot gap he had painstakingly created visibly shrank under the crushing force of the array. The runes closed in like a tidal wave, and the purplish-gold thunder dragon phantom was instantly bounced back. Cracks covered its body, and after letting out a mournful cry, it dissipated into a sky full of lightning and vanished without a trace.

The crimson elder's phantom of a Vermilion Bird was also slammed back by the violent array force, its flames instantly extinguished by more than half, leaving only half a wing clinging to life. The four sixth-rank Golden Immortals following behind were also shaken by the array force, their blood surging and retreating repeatedly. The gap that had just symbolized life completely healed in their desperate and unwilling gazes, returning to an impenetrable light barrier, locking all hopes of escape within the array.

"It's all over! Everything's over!"

The old man in azure let out a desperate wail, his withered face ashen, and the last glimmer of light in his eyes went out completely.

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