Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 1505 - 924: Golden Age

Chapter 1505: Chapter 924: Golden Age

This wind not only invades the Banished Immortal’s flesh, but also erodes his Primordial Spirit.

The Banished Immortal’s ears are filled with the sounds of raging winds, his whole body emanates an icy coldness, like being stripped naked in the dead of winter beneath a glacier.

The piercing cold wind blows into every pore of his body, every inch of his skin, and every erupting cell...

Despite the wind inside his body being so intense, there is no sign of it blowing around him.

All around, the spring rain has stopped, the sky has cleared, golden light falls from afar, and all is quiet.

The mountains are covered in emeralds, without a single movement.

Dew beads hang on the leaves, motionless, as if held there by an invisible giant hand.

This wind arises within the Banished Immortal’s body, not existing externally, hence there is no abnormality outside.

However, even though it is confined to his body, it possesses unimaginable power.

Just a slight leakage could devastate the land over billions of miles, turning it into desolate wasteland.

Throughout the world, the only thing capable of such power is the Quasi-Immortal Emperor Tribulation.

Following Gu Chen and the Ten Crown King, the Banished Immortal became the third in Liu Village to trigger the Quasi-Immortal Emperor Tribulation. Though the tribulation hasn’t fully gathered yet, and no abnormalities can be seen, an indescribable oppression has already invisibly descended.

To reach this point requires extraordinary presence of mind, perseverance, and talent, and each Emperor Tribulation is slightly different.

Some may be engulfed in fire, unable to pass through; the flames would instantly ignite from the Primordial Spirit, impossible to extinguish, reducing to nothing in the blink of an eye.

Some may fall into an unimaginable dream from which they cannot extricate themselves, sinking into eternal degeneration.

Of course, these dreams are not beautiful, but a series of relentless nightmares.

Some would suddenly feel their Primordial Spirit placed in an extremely corrosive solution, experiencing the dissolution of their body inch by inch...

Such scenarios are not illusions but very real; failure in the tribulation would cause the disaster to manifest in the next moment.

Though varied, they share the same extreme danger, the slightest mistake leading to complete obliteration.

Not only would the cultivation be in vain, becoming fleeting smoke, but life itself would be lost.

The Banished Immortal’s eyes, nose, and mouth were tightly shut, but he observed the sky with hand and eye.

For him, this was akin to a baptism.

He sat there quietly, letting the cold wind blow over him, his form remaining as steady as Mount Tai, as if the raging wind inside did not belong to him.

As the cold wind ravaged, the world suddenly changed dramatically; the clear sky was instantly shrouded by dark clouds, and the heavy clouds started flashing with thunder and lightning, seemingly brewing an unprecedented storm.

The world darkened, dark clouds pressed down on the city, the scene was unimaginable.

In the next moment, before the dark clouds fully gathered, a thunderbolt like a dragon descended from the clear sky, carrying a world-destroying force, striking heavily towards the Banished Immortal.

As the thunderbolt descended, the Banished Immortal’s aura instantly soared to a new height.

"Buzz..."

At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, the black and white pupils seemed to contain a flowing star river, Taoist Scriptures flashing, dazzlingly bright.

His fighting spirit surged, like countless volcanoes erupting simultaneously, invisible magma pouring out, dyeing the heavens red.

The invisible hurricane ravaged inside him, meanwhile, on the dome above, thunder exploded, like billions of Ancient Chariots roaring past, shaking the hearts.

The Banished Immortal’s form, illuminated by the thunderbolts, appeared increasingly extraordinary, his brilliant eyes reflecting the lightning without a hint of fear.

He lightly opened his thin lips, his words falling like pearls onto a jade plate, crisp and pleasant: "Good timing!"

After speaking, a flash of light surrounded him, seemingly reversing the flow of rivers, or perhaps turning back time.

At this moment, the world trembled, mountain peaks shattered.

Countless boulders and broken wood rolled down, a magnificent figure emitting golden light slowly rose behind the Banished Immortal.

So grand, reaching the sky, its eyes like two suns hanging in the air,

Golden ripples spread from this grand figure in all directions, golden brilliance a thousand miles, making this place like a golden ocean.

The invisible ocean water surged and battered the sky, at this moment one could see numerous serpents writhing within, but upon closer inspection, it was evident that they were not true serpents, but densely packed Great Taoist Runes.

This giant was the manifestation of the Banished Immortal’s rules, forming a heavenly phenomenon.

The giant stood behind the Banished Immortal.

The Banished Immortal then turned and stepped forward, golden ripples swayed before him, the golden light intensified, and in a blink, the giant merged with the Banished Immortal’s body.

"Crack..."

At this moment, the thunderbolt ceased to gather, striking the giant. Instantly, the world changed colors, the sound of thunder deafening, as if tearing the heavens.

The giant had not stood firm before being struck and sent flying.

Its chest caved, body covered in blood, countless ribs shattered in an instant; the colossal golden giant seemed fragile as paper before the tribulation.

"Hmph, just a Quasi-Immortal Emperor Tribulation, trying to stop me?" Dust settled like smoke, the Banished Immortal slowly climbed up from the ground, though drenched in blood, his tone was full of confidence and defiance.

As the first thunderbolt dissipated, thicker dark clouds began to gather in the sky, thunder and lightning flashing, as if the entire world was preparing for an even fiercer storm.