Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 1013 - Chapter 1013 Chapter 634 Parting Ways We May Never Meet Again

Chapter 1013: Chapter 634: Parting Ways, We May Never Meet Again Chapter 1013: Chapter 634: Parting Ways, We May Never Meet Again Upon the imperial throne.

Emperor Cang’s eyes were tightly shut, as if steeped in silence, yet seemingly feigning sleep.

It was as if since the dawn of creation, when the turbid air sank and the clear air rose, it had always been this way.

He had maintained this posture for an indeterminate amount of time.

But even if he didn’t move an inch, just sitting there, that emaciated silhouette, like a desiccated osprey, still exuded an overwhelming presence like a collapsing mountain pressing down upon the world.

That was a high mountain.

An endless high mountain, looked up to by mortals, worshiped by Divine Spirits, prostrated before by Immortals.

Because Jiang Hui had shielded all his aura, under the double suppression of realm and strength, Emperor Cang had never noticed his existence from beginning to end.

Even less could he have guessed that someone in this world was standing merely four or five meters away from the imperial throne, looking down upon him.

Even though one of the Three Dark Emperors, Emperor Cang, was right here, if he were to walk a few more steps forward, he could reach out and touch him, perhaps snatch his throat and hurl him from that gleaming golden throne.

Yet Jiang Hui still did not linger here for long.

It was still the same thought.

The Three Dark Emperors were never his target, at least not for now.

If he wished, he could swipe them all to death with one hand, even if they could incarnate across countless times and spaces, it would be to no avail, there was no need for sneaking around, that would be too troublesome.

His enemy, even now, still lurked in unseen depths, like a venomous snake surveying the universe, waiting for him to appear.

So, the Three Dark Emperors needed to continue existing for a while longer.

Waiting for the day when they would deliver Experience Points to his doorstep.

…

Passing through this decrepit and rotting immortal ancient temple, Jiang Hui steadily walked towards the back hall.

There, he caught a whiff of a familiar scent and felt a familiar fluctuation.

Coming from Willow God’s true form.

But that breath was not stable.

Like a candle flickering in the wind, it could be extinguished at any moment.

In seek of the secrets of becoming Emperor after King, and to probe the roots of all disturbances, the other had walked here.

Since time immemorial, Willow God should count as the second being to set foot in this place.

Delving deeper into the darkness than the once Lord of the Forbidden Area.

The first was Brother Bone Emperor.

The third was he.

The successor would be the future Emperor Huang Tian.

But despite uncovering all the roots of the issue, the current outcome was clear–disturbing Emperor Cang, who sat high on the imperial throne, there must have been a brief clash between them, with Emperor Cang still aloof and independent, while Willow God nearly slain, Primordial Spirit almost extinguished.

If not for the magic of the self-invented Willow God’s law, even more exaggerated than a Phoenix’s Nirvana Rebirth, coupled with having once experienced a return from a lightning strike, he would have probably been completely annihilated.

He could not have persisted until now.

Jiang Hui felt it once more in detail.

After a moment, he finally pinpointed a location, without a word, sped towards it.

Passing through the layered mountains within the temple, soon a decrepit temple, covered in cobwebs, came into Jiang Hui’s sight.

Within his senses, the breath of Willow God grew stronger.

It was just ahead.

Jiang Hui immediately slowed his pace, looking around.

It was unknown what role this place once played in the dark Heavenly Court…

But looking around, the temple was surrounded by a large expanse of field ridges.

However, before the long years, there seems to have been an unimaginable fire here, with roaring flames devouring all vitality.

The originally lush field ridges turned utterly black, leaving only some charred plant roots.

Those plants were no common flora; they were all Longevity Immortal Medication, like hidden treasures, now virtually impossible to find in the world.

There may be a few in the village, but only a couple, nothing like this place, where there could easily be dozens, if not hundreds.

Such a waste of divine splendor!

Truly, such a waste of divine splendor.

Jiang Hui’s lips twitched, unable to suppress a pang of distress.

Any Longevity Immortal Medication was an essence stolen from heaven and earth, their birth as difficult as bringing forth a Fairy King Giant.

Without thinking, it must have been the work of that madman sitting on the imperial throne.

Because those burnt remnants were ancient, spanning several eras at least.

Aside from Emperor Cang, who began an era of prosperity and then single-handedly doomed it all while appearing mad and maniacal, who else, replete with excess, would burn such valuable things?

Indeed, success in such an endeavor would have been improbable.

Only an Emperor, coexistent with the Way, no longer needing such external objects, could do such a thing.

Taking a deep breath to quell his aching heart and regret, Jiang Hui stepped towards the interior of the temple.

But as he neared the temple,

He discovered some more good stuff.

Or at least it once was.

That was a pile of Bone Implements, all of at least Ten Evil level, but they were already damaged, violently destroyed, used to prop up the four corners of the temple.

This kind of prodigal behavior is nine times out of ten that of the deranged elder.

“You’re mad, but why waste so many good things? Just like a full man doesn’t know the hunger of a starving one!”

Jiang Hui cursed inwardly, genuinely wanting to turn back and strangle Emperor Cang to death, preventing further calamities.

Whoever it was seemed to have some issues, killing off all the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals was one thing, but they apparently did not spare anything else either,

Couldn’t just be worshiped, couldn’t they be spared?

From this look, only an empty shell remained of the vast First Generation Heavenly Court.