Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 1511 - 927: Stone Coffin Altar

Chapter 1511: Chapter 927: Stone Coffin Altar

If it’s just like this, then it’s actually no big deal.

After all, although the land eroded in the Frontier Wilderness already spans tens of thousands of miles, the Immortal Domain is vast and expansive, and just the Frontier Wilderness alone is beyond imagination in its boundlessness.

This area is like a small mole on a person’s body, not even the size of a needle tip.

In the grand scheme of the Immortal Domain, even in the context of the Frontier Wilderness, it appears insignificant.

Cultivators in the Divine Territorial Boundary can affect such large regions with their actions.

Jiang Hui might not even bother to give it a second glance.

But the reason why the mysterious power is called mysterious is not just because it’s extremely hard to clear, like a stubborn adhesive.

The most critical aspect is that the mysterious power keeps spreading outward incessantly.

Jiang Hui has been secretly monitoring the Frontier Wilderness these past few days.

He has come to a conclusion.

He roughly estimated that the mysterious land could expand around two hundred miles daily.

This rate, compared to the past, is unimaginable.

Two hundred miles a day, two thousand miles in ten days, six thousand miles in a month without missing a corner.

For a small country, it would spell absolute ruin.

In the Immortal Domain, it may not be significant, but it’s still growing steadily day by day.

Especially, all regions eroded by the mysterious power turn into Forbidden Areas for life. Any beings that do not escape quickly get transformed into new dark beings.

Under the erosion of the mysterious power, even an Immortal King cannot resist and will be gradually eroded, becoming a new Dark King.

These dark beings, in turn, will accelerate the pollution, and occasionally emerge to wreak havoc.

At this rate.

It won’t even take an era of time.

The Immortal Domain will be entirely overrun.

Thus, this issue becomes particularly urgent.

The mysterious power is indeed troublesome, traced back to the ominous ashes of the Red-Haired Monster, making it impossible for Jiang Hui to eliminate it completely in a short time.

He has to send people to the Frontier Wilderness temporarily to use formations to slow down the erosion, not to resolve it, but just to contain the spread.

There are actually some benefits to the erosion by the mysterious power.

Many rare herbs that do not exist in the Immortal Domain grow within it.

Some are poisonous, but others are essential ingredients for brewing some long-lost Great Medicines.

Additionally, certain special metals also form inside, which are highly useful.

Like arsenic, though extremely toxic and fatal when consumed, it’s also a key ingredient in making gunpowder.

As for the candidate, it has already been decided.

The Butcher.

He was born in the Emperor Fallen era, as a descendant of the creators of the Immortal Domain System. Though not yet a Quasi-Immortal Emperor, he has been a Supreme Giant for several eras, powerful enough to set up the formation.

Of course, another reason for choosing the Butcher is that the false medicine seller and the chicken breeder are both in seclusion, and Tu Wa Zi is honing his Taoist heart. The remaining people may not have enough strength or are also in seclusion, so only the Butcher has the time.

He doesn’t know where he finds the leisure but recently fetched a Little Black dog from the Abyss Land, walking the dog and fighting chickens daily, living like a rich villager more than Jiang Hui, thus he must be entrusted with the sacred task.

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After receiving the directive, the Butcher dared not delay.

He tied up the dog, penned the chickens, settled everything, and then set out day and night, hurrying with all speed to the Frontier Wilderness.

Right now, the group responsible for guarding the Frontier Wilderness was worried and frowning, gathered together sighing, distressed over their inability to contain the spread of the mysterious power, having to constantly move and not knowing what to do.

Upon hearing that a Holy Land envoy had arrived, led by the Quasi-King stationed there, they hurried out to welcome him.

But when they saw the Butcher’s face, which wasn’t fierce but unnaturally indifferent, some people were stunned, their expressions turning from smiles to looks more miserable than crying.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be this fierce person.

Especially the old Quasi-Immortal King leading them, his body trembled like a mouse seeing a cat upon seeing the Butcher’s true face.

He was a direct descendant of the former head of the Chengtian Sect among the Ten Great Taoist Schools, the old Quasi-King, who had come to aid the Frontier Wilderness last time and had stayed here ever since, working tirelessly.

Though he was a Quasi-Immortal King of venerable age, he had witnessed the Butcher slaughtering all spirits and exterminating the first of all races in a grand spectacle during his childhood.

This had left an indelible impact on his young heart, making the memory particularly vivid.

"I didn’t expect it to be you, senior."

After a long while, the old Quasi-King finally squeezed out a sentence, stammering.

Without experiencing such scenes, one couldn’t understand his feelings, especially considering how young he was at that time.

"Oh? You recognize me?" The Butcher looked at the old Quasi-King, speaking calmly.

His voice wasn’t loud, but to the old Quasi-King, it sounded like thunder, almost causing him to collapse on the spot.

Fortunately, an old friend nearby supported him secretly, preventing him from making a fool of himself in front of so many people.

"When I was a child, I once witnessed your ’spectacle’, senior!" The old Quasi-King quickly explained.

"I see." The Butcher nodded indifferently. He had too many ’spectacles’ back then, witnessed by many, hence the nickname of the pig slaughterer.

"This time, I was suddenly dispatched by the True Emperor, quite unexpectedly, but as a servant of the True Emperor, we should always be prepared."