Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 1270 - Chapter 1270 Chapter 799 Mutual Understanding_2

Chapter 1270: Chapter 799: Mutual Understanding_2 Chapter 1270: Chapter 799: Mutual Understanding_2 “Furthermore,” Jiang Hui paused, “I hath also integrated a strand of ‘Life Essence’ into it, which hails from the deepest part of the life’s forbidden zone and is the origin of all living growth. Although it cannot directly revive a Quasi-Immortal Emperor, it can slow the rate at which their residual thoughts dissipate, preserving a glimmer of hope for possible resurrection in the future.”

Willow God, upon hearing these words, exhibited surprise and admiration in her eyes. Gently caressing the Jade Stone Coffin, she could feel the complex and profound power contained within, which left her somewhat shaken.

“Master of Liu Village, you truly have hidden depths. Even now, I remain unable to fathom your true capacities.”

Willow God sighed softly. Such a treasure was unheard of even by her before reaching the Quasi-Immortal Emperor Realm, and yet the man before her not only spoke of it effortlessly, he even possessed one.

This was the gap.

Once again, Willow God felt astonished by Jiang Hui’s origin.

However, just like before, she refrained from asking.

Everyone has their own history, and there’s no necessity to unravel everything, no matter how curious one might be. Besides, she has never been one to delve too deeply.

Should he wish to disclose, she certainly wouldn’t mind listening, but to inquire herself–better not.

“Many thanks. Your efforts this time are much appreciated.” With a genuine sense of gratitude, Willow God gave Jiang Hui a formal bow with folded fists.

“But… is this truly effective?”

Willow God couldn’t help but express her concerns.

After all, this matter was of great importance. Should it succeed, it would indubitably be inscribed in the eternal songs of praise.

“Trust those you hire, and hire those you trust; you must have heard of this principle,” Jiang Hui, with his hands clasped behind his back, couldn’t help but shake his head with a wry smile.

The normally bold and unconstrained Ancestor of the Sacrificial Spirits also displayed such a cautious demeanor.

At his words, Willow God likewise smiled, “The feeling is mutual. No matter how I persuade, you refuse to personally venture into The Boundary Sea, suggesting you must harbor fears for something within, unwilling to risk yourself.”

“Ha-ha…” Jiang Hui laughed heartily, his eyes gleaming; he did not deny it.

For there was no point in doing so.

With the insight granted by heaven and earth, Willow God had quickly guessed the reason.

“It really is so…”

Noticing that Jiang Hui had nodded in acknowledgment, Willow God suddenly became serious and looked him up and down with slight astonishment.

Though never perceiving any fluctuations of the Emperor’s Might from him, he must have stepped into the Quasi-Immortal Emperor Realm, his foundation perhaps even stronger than her own, difficult to rival in combat even as the Ancestor of the Sacrificial Spirits.

Quasi-Immortal Emperor, theoretically the peak existence in this world, capable of traversing time to act in the past, present, and even reverse it–what could make one so apprehensive?

Certainly not those several Dark Immortal Emperors.

After all, Jiang Hui had once casually wandered in front of several Dark Quasi-Immortal Emperors.

If he was truly fearful, that would have been impossible.

“Dare I ask, my fellow Daoist, what has left you so wary?” In spite of her restraint, Willow God could not hold back her question.

In her eyes, although the man had not agreed to form an alliance with her, both hailed from the Immortal Domain, implicitly sharing a bond of mutual advance and retreat.

Facing her question, Jiang Hui did not immediately respond.

Not that he was chauvinistic,

but some things were targeted at him personally, irrelevant to others.

Jiang Hui might not consider himself a hero, nor did he desire to be one, but he understood that one should take responsibility for one’s own actions.

However, considering that this wasn’t a game, those sinister entities related to darkness, even if targeting him, might also implicate the indigenous lives of this world.

Especially those like Willow God, who traversed The Boundary Sea, they might inadvertently become targets too.

So even if he chose not to elaborate, a necessary warning was in order; otherwise, should unforeseen events take place, the consequences might be irreversible.

Now, although Willow God had reached the Quasi-Immortal Emperor Realm, compared to that enigmatic Tai Sui Meat, she was still insignificant.

He stood tall, hands clasped behind his back, his robes fluttering in the wind, his eyes deep and distant. He organized his thoughts briefly and then spoke in a grave voice:

“The vastness of The Boundary Sea is beyond our ken. Within that endless Chaos and darkness, ancient and terrifying secrets lie hidden, realms even the esteemed Quasi-Immortal Emperors are loathe to touch lightly. Indeed, Quasi-Immortal Emperors are formidable, but can also suffer grave losses…”

Jiang Hui’s voice was deep.

“Do you remember the Destroyer Elder I once told you about?”

Not waiting for Willow God’s response, Jiang Hui continued:

“To me, still insufficient.”

“The one I fear is not just the few Dark Immortal Emperors.

Although they are strong, they are merely appearances, and I can suppress them with a flip of my hand.

The true terror lurks in the depths of the dam.”

“The Boundary Sea is but a disguise for darkness.”

“I had a chance to glimpse a scene from deep within the dam.

There, time and space are distorted, rules and laws are shattered, as if the whole universe has lost its meaning there, and the universe itself is wailing.”

“What truly makes my heart tremble is the ancient will slumbering deep within the dam.

Powerful, ancient, ruthless, capable of devouring everything.”

“That is where the real crisis lies; once it awakens, everything in the world will face an unprecedented catastrophe.”

“I am telling you this so that you too may be on your guard and cautious!”

Listening to Jiang Hui’s words, a solemn look came over the face of the Willow God.

As the Ancestor of the Sacrificial Spirits, she had lived through countless life-and-death tribulations and had even been reborn after bathing in innumerable Heavenly Tribulations. She had now even found the root of the dark turmoil, accomplishing what countless mighty beings, despite risking their lives, failed to achieve.

But now, she suddenly discovered that an unseen, immaterial veil seemed to separate the world from herself.

She fell silent for a moment, then spoke slowly:

“If it is as you say, how should we deal with this power?”

“You, Fellow Daoist, cannot deal with it.” Jiang Hui gently shook his head, stating categorically.

“Hm?” The Willow God’s beautiful eyes flashed slightly with a hint of incomprehension as she looked at Jiang Hui through the mottled shadows of the trees.

Was he belittling her?

Of course,

The Willow God didn’t take it to heart.

Although their relationship was not deep, she knew well that the Master of Liu Village was a man of his word. He wouldn’t play down serious matters and he wouldn’t deliberately belittle anything.

So, was he simply stating a fact?

But wouldn’t that be too discouraging? And seeing a man say such things, she couldn’t help but want to refute.

“Do you think the years of accumulation my spirit has gathered are just for show, looking good but useless?”

Jiang Hui chuckled, aware he might have caused some misunderstanding in the Willow God, but he didn’t explain anything; it wasn’t necessary. The prowess of the Willow God was indeed not weak, her Dharma Phase being world-shocking and endowed with the demon soil of the Three Thousand God Nations. Not to mention now, her power was naturally even more exaggerated. However, in the Emperor Realm, there was no such thing as overcoming one’s divine rank in battle.

Between Quasi-Immortal Emperor and Immortal Emperor, though separated by just one word, the true gap is even greater than that between an Immortal King and a mortal, incredibly so.

Seeing that Jiang Hui did not answer her question directly, the Willow God did not pursue this trivial matter. However, she took to heart all the warnings Jiang Hui had given before.

When she was about to head to the Boundary Sea again, she suddenly remembered what Jiang Hui had just said–that suppressing those Dark Quasi-Celestial Emperors was as easy as flipping ones hand…

Was that true?

Or do men just like to boast about themselves?

But the Master of Liu Village never seemed to be of that nature, and moreover, he didn’t seem to need to boast in front of her…

Just as she was about to ask, she found that the two figures on the mossy stone steps had vanished without a trace.

Not even a farewell…

She sighed.

The prolonged sigh, like a gentle breeze, pierced through the still air, causing rings of hardly noticeable ripples.

Within the sigh was a mix of complex emotions.

The Willow God quickly gathered her scattered thoughts.

Without hesitation, she turned and headed toward the Boundary Sea.

She was no fragile woman.

Soon,

The vast and turbulent sound of the waves became piercing once more.