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Chapter 1276 - Chapter 1276 Chapter 802 Resurrection of the Footprint

Chapter 1276: Chapter 802: Resurrection of the Footprint Emperor Plan_2 Chapter 1276: Chapter 802: Resurrection of the Footprint Emperor Plan_2 A moment later, beneath the arena, the massive figure that had previously perished reassembled itself.

However, with a pallid complexion and an expression of fright, once it regained its senses, it didn’t even bother to look for its clothes, and immediately fled towards the distance without any reluctance, at a speed four to five times faster than when it had arrived…

Below the arena, witnessing this scene, the life forms from the Alien Territory were ashen-faced, as if all of their vitality had been drained away by an invisible force.

The air was filled with an oppressive silence that reached an extreme, with only the occasional faint sounds of wind from the distance barely breaking the stillness.

At this moment, the foreign domain life forms all hung their heads low, their gazes hollow as they watched the heart-palpitating scene on the arena.

Even though this scene was not new to them, there was always hope.

But when hope shatters time and time again, numbness is compounded with an unprecedented sense of defeat.

“Alas, what is this? So many of our elders have been beaten to a pulp!”

An aged Immortal muttered to himself, his voice trembling, no longer caring about maintaining the dignity of a king.

It considered itself a witness to numerous glories and victories of the Alien Territory, but never before had it felt such confusion and fear for the future like it did today.

“Apart from that tie with King of Pu Demon, it seems like the opponent is on a winning streak of ten out of ten battles.”

Inside the Kundi palace.

The gaze of an Immortal King landed on the Ten Crown King who was slowly walking down from the arena, filled with immense wariness.

By a stroke of bad luck, it, too, was one of those who contributed to the opponent’s astounding combat record.

Watching the opponent, it couldn’t stop the image of that figure in white, standing as pure as the driven snow, from surfacing in its mind, causing its heart, which had finally relaxed, to once again grow heavy,

After all, no one could guarantee that the casually executed “assault” wouldn’t infuriate that person. What if the opponent was petty?

But at this juncture, it was the most neutral method available, stuck between a rock and a hard place, where any action or inaction would barely suffice.

Fortunately, among the two who had suddenly left and returned, one of them possessed a strength that was still within an acceptable range. If they tried, perhaps they could secure a victory.

However, that sneaky one, after fighting to a draw, directly withdrew, choosing instead to stand by and watch the battle from below the arena.

Even though they felt like cursing, they could only watch helplessly.

After all, the arena was owned by the other party, and the rules were also set by them. They had no choice but to comply.

“I shall take my turn next.”

Crimson King spoke, his figure as upright as a pine and exuding an indescribable aura of majesty and power. It was terrifying, and the entity seemed to possess an unreal quality, even in the eyes of the King’s Prime Minister.

Crimson King was a time beast by nature, with blood lineage exceedingly rare, born with the power to manipulate time.

In the past, it had attempted to attack Huang from across the river of time before Huang had grown strong, but was interrupted at a critical moment by Emperor Merciless, sparking a world-shattering battle. Eventually, Emperor Merciless emerged victorious, and Crimson King returned in defeat, falling short of success.

This ability bore a strong resemblance to that of the Ghost Creeping Insect, one of the Ten Evil of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

But if we talk about the purity of skill, Crimson King has an edge, after all, its very essence is that of a time beast.

The Ghost Creeping Insect, besides the Power of Time, actually specializes more in spatial power.

During the Immortal Ancient Era, Crimson King had utilized the Power of Time to refine an Immortal King into bloody mud, making a name for himself in one fell swoop. This had caused the Immortal Kings to tremble at the mere mention of his name – a formidable adversary indeed.

Most importantly, the opponent had a strong ability to preserve its own life.

Had it not been for Shi Hao who held the Supreme Bone, which also wielded the Power of Time, it would not have been so easily slain.

“Well then, Crimson King has the mighty Power of Time; even if he cannot win, he can hide in the river of time and fight to a draw.” Kundi nodded his head, showing no change in his demeanor,

After all, at this stage, what could his seething heart change? If resentment worked, he wouldn’t mind grinding his teeth all day long.

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Deep within The Boundary Sea.

On that ancient land, now reduced to ruins and rubble.

Unexpectedly to the Willow God, the lingering thoughts of that Quasi-Immortal Emperor didn’t hesitate too much.

After pondering for just a few seconds, he immediately set about attempting to inhabit the Jade Coffin that was no larger than the size of a palm, held in his hands.

Logically, having only met The Master of Liu Village once, he trusted the latter to such an extent. Knowing the item was associated with the latter, he did not hesitate overly much and was not worried about the potential for it to act in the opposite way, unable not only to reside in the Jade Coffin, but even possibly dissipating completely.

However, the charisma of that man is somewhat elusive, otherwise, why would my Taoist heart experience unprecedented fluctuations.

“Plip…”

While the Willow God was lost in thought, she suddenly saw a lush and dripping radiance burst forth from the jade coffin in her hand.

Calling it radiance, but it actually looked more like billowing smoke, instantly enveloping the area; the smoke steamed and flowed like tangible jade marrow.

It seemed as though it could connect the past with the present, reflecting the future.

As the radiance spread, the entire mist seemed to awaken, slowly forming a river and mountain map in the air.

Imposing peaks stood tall and rugged, river waters surged and roared, rushing between the thousands of mountains and ravines.

The scenes within the mist were like a separate world, every detail vivid as if one could step into it.

And among those mountains and rivers, one could vaguely see burial mounds rising from the ground, scattered orderly among the landscape, serene and tranquil.

The Willow God’s gaze sharpened, her eyes filled with curiosity,

Not because the scene was too extravagant.

But because she had not sensed any of the odd changes beforehand, which was somewhat inappropriate.

Truly a treasure she had never even heard of before, indeed mystical.

As she was reminiscing, a grand voice suddenly emanated from the jade coffin, not echoing around but appearing directly in the Willow God’s mind.

“Although I have perished, my spirit has not, I wish to entrust my remaining thoughts to this coffin, to guard this heaven and earth, until eternity.”

Upon hearing this voice, she immediately realized it belonged to that revered predecessor, who had actually entered the world within the jade coffin.

Meanwhile, as the voice dissipated, the light on the surface of the jade coffin began to withdraw, eventually turning into a faint wisp of green smoke, swirling around the jade coffin. The river and mountain map also slowly faded away, transforming into specks of starlight, merging into the jade coffin.

Everything returned to calm in an instant, as if the scenes that had just transpired were merely illusions.

But that could not possibly be an illusion.

Because the jade coffin in her hands had undergone some visible changes, becoming slightly heavier.

Even though she had anticipated this, the sight of that revered predecessor’s remnant thoughts entering the jade coffin still left the Willow God somewhat overwhelmed.

Mainly because she herself had reached this realm, and experiencing it firsthand, she understood even more the strength of this realm.

It was the Nirvana that countless cultivators dream of but can’t touch, representing transcendence and immortality, one of the most extreme forces between heaven and earth.

At this level, even if the skies collapse and the earth shatters, it would be hard to shake them even slightly, it’s almost to the extent where the heavens cannot bury, and the earth cannot hide them, even a mere thought possesses the power to destroy heavens and extinguish the earth, a single thought could easily suppress an Immortal King.

However, this implies that perhaps The Master of Liu Village really does have a way to preserve the lingering thoughts of that Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

For a moment, the Willow God’s heart couldn’t help but burn with eagerness.

The pioneer should not simply fade into obscurity; future generations of the Ten Thousand Clans should remember everything he had sacrificed.

Regaining her composure, she immediately hurried towards Liu Village.

For a Quasi-Immortal Emperor, the Gang Wind rampaging within The Boundary Sea was naturally nothing to her, merely equivalent to a gentle breeze.

Soon, the scenery of the Immortal Domain came into view for the Willow God.

Without any hesitation, heading straight to the Royal City of Ao Sheng.

But this time, with Jiang Hui’s prior instruction, she didn’t need to queue up like the first time and could walk on air.

After all, she had previously agreed with him, Jiang Hui did not rush into the Divine Bamboo Forest for seclusion but was meditating on a cushion on the rear mountain.

A moment later,

A warm breeze passed by,

Along with the sound of light footsteps.

Leaves of the willow sway, carrying a refreshing scent that delights the heart and pleases the mind.

Jiang Hui cracked a slight smile, gradually opened his eyes, and looked towards the Willow God who hurried back: “Fellow Daoist, I hope you had a safe journey.”