Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Chapter 987 Assault on the Obsidian Continent

Ten chaotic eras have passed, and the protective barrier of the Obsidian Continent still floats in the sky, like a dark purple light wall spanning heaven and earth. However, its luster is much dimmer than it was a hundred chaotic eras ago, and the runes flowing on the wall are as sparse as the breath of a dying person, intermittent, like a river about to dry up, trembling slightly in the gale, as if it may collapse at any moment.

Its power plummeted. Not to mention blocking a fifth-grade True Immortal, even some third-grade True Immortals could break through the protective barrier and enter the Obsidian Continent without much effort.

Activating the protective array at full power is quite costly. Activating the protective array at full power for a hundred Chaos Eras is also a considerable burden for the Obsidian Clan, especially after the core treasure vault, the Myriad Treasures Hall, was completely destroyed, which only made things worse.

Starting ten Chaos Eras ago, Black Profound Immortal had Black Spring Ancestor and the others gradually weaken the protective array. Not only that, but the prohibitions on his subordinates were also gradually relaxed. Starting five Chaos Eras ago, his clansmen were gradually allowed to leave the Obsidian Continent. Now, the prohibitions are basically ineffective.

As one of the three overlords in the southern part of the Azure Spirit Sea, the Obsidian Clan's territory extends far beyond the Obsidian Continent, controlling hundreds of other continents. However, their prolonged retreat for nearly a hundred Chaos Eras has already stirred up rebellious thoughts in many of their territories, causing undercurrents of unrest and a growing tendency for them to break free of control. If they are not intervened to deter them, they fear they may disintegrate.

"boom......"

A deafening roar suddenly erupted, tearing apart the silence of over a hundred chaotic eras on the Obsidian Continent as if the heavens and earth were being created. A divine light of unparalleled brilliance burst forth from beyond the black sky, like a golden sun rising from the heavens, expanding infinitely with the power to rip through the darkness. Wherever it passed, the dark sky that had enveloped the continent for over a hundred chaotic eras seemed to have been ripped open, and golden light poured down like a tidal wave, rapidly dispelling the darkness and illuminating every inch of the Obsidian Continent—the continuous mountain ranges were bathed in golden light, the rushing rivers refracted fragments of light, and even the inconspicuous moss in the crevices of the rocks shimmered with a crystalline luster, as if the entire world was being reborn in divine light.

"Ah...look at the sky, what's that?"

Exclamations of surprise rang out across the Obsidian Continent. Whether they were native cultivators of the Obsidian Clan or vassal races, they all raised their heads in unison, their eyes filled with shock and fear.

In an instant, the gazes of countless beings converged on the ever-expanding golden divine light, feeling the terrifying pressure that seemed capable of crushing the heavens and earth, their souls trembling.

Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly stepped out from the center of the dazzling divine light—

The newcomer was clad in purple-gold armor, the primordial runes inscribed on it shimmering with the light of countless stars. Every inch of the armor seemed to be forged from solidified immortal rules. His face was cold and stern, his features sharp as if carved by a knife and axe. In the blink of an eye, the phantom of the creation and destruction of the universe flashed. His entire being exuded an invincible belief honed through countless battles, as if a single step would be enough to crush the eternal heavens.

Simply standing outside the celestial canopy, an overwhelming and terrifying pressure swept down like a tsunami. The protective barrier of the Obsidian Continent trembled violently in response, and spiderweb-like cracks instantly appeared on the dark purple light wall. These cracks expanded and spread wildly at a visible speed, the longest of which stretched for hundreds of millions of eons, almost piercing through the entire barrier's light wall, emitting a creaking sound as if it were about to completely collapse and turn into countless specks of light at any moment.

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In the dark sky, the silent air was torn apart by a sharp, low shout.

"not good......"

Above the nine-layered black lotus, the Black Profound Immortal suddenly opened his eyes. Two bolts of lightning flashed from his previously chaotic pupils, tearing through the darkness of the hall. A rare hint of panic flashed in his eyes, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating violent ripples.

The terrifying pressure that pressed down from beyond the sky was like a giant hammer striking his soul, and it was even three times stronger than when the mid-stage sixth-grade True Immortal he had once encountered unleashed his full power!

"A late-stage sixth-rank immortal... at least a late-stage sixth-rank true immortal!" He clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white. Deep finger marks were even pinched into the hard petals of the nine-layered black lotus, and black juice slowly seeped out along the cracks, carrying a faint bitter taste.

"When did my Obsidian Clan provoke such a formidable enemy?" Black Profound Immortal's voice trembled slightly as countless enemies flashed through his mind, but none of them matched the owner of this oppressive aura.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and a figure sealed away for over a hundred chaotic eras broke free from the shackles of memory—

"Could he be...?"

The moment this thought crossed his mind, Hei Xuanzhenxian's heart sank as if into an ice cave.

However, his movements did not slow down at all. The original power of a fifth-grade True Immortal within his body erupted like a volcano that had been dormant for billions of years. Chaotic energy surged around him, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Clan Protection Formation, activate!"

The next second...

The entire Obsidian Continent seemed to come alive. Countless purplish-black runes surged forth from the mountains, lakes, seas, and deep valleys surrounding the Obsidian Continent, converging on the protective barrier like a swarm of locusts. They densely covered every inch of the light wall, like stars suddenly illuminating the night sky, shimmering with a dim light.

Those cracks, stretching for tens or hundreds of thousands of eons, sizzled under the runes, rapidly healing and shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. The dark purple light barrier regained its dim luster, attempting to block the golden divine light from entering.

"Hei Quan, Hei Luo, you two take charge of the formation. I'm going to meet that sixth-grade True Immortal."

The Black Profound Immortal's voice, carrying a hint of determination, echoed within the Black Profound Heavenly Palace. Before his words had even finished, his figure shot out of the palace like a black lightning bolt, his black Daoist robe fluttering in the air currents. The pressure of a fifth-grade True Immortal surrounding him tore through the clouds, leaving a faint shadow in the sky.

"Yes, ancestor!"

Hei Quan, Hei Luo, and the other True Immortals bowed in unison, their voices filled with undisguised solemnity. As they watched Hei Xuan True Immortal's departing figure, the worry in their eyes was almost overflowing—the difference between a single rank and a True Immortal was like heaven and earth, not to mention that the one outside the barrier was no ordinary sixth-rank True Immortal.

Unfortunately, the gap between them and a sixth-grade True Immortal was too great; the difference of two grades was like an insurmountable chasm. Even if they wanted to help, there was nothing they could do, and they could only watch helplessly as their ancestor went into danger alone.

The only thing we can do is to do our best to maintain the protective array and not be a burden to our ancestors.

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After a few breaths.

Using the power of the Black Profound Ancestor's original will, he directly traversed tens of millions of cosmic years of void and steadily appeared inside the protective barrier, confronting the golden figure outside the barrier from afar.

"Hei Xuan greets Senior. May I ask what brings you to my Obsidian Clan?" True Immortal Hei Xuan bowed slightly and paid his respects. Although he already had a guess in his heart, he still held a sliver of hope that he was just overthinking things.

"Old man Hei Xuan, you've suddenly become so polite. When you were ruthlessly killing my fellow Daoists, why didn't you show any restraint?"

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