Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 1635 - 992: The 2nd Stone Jar_2

Chapter 1635: Chapter 992: The 2nd Stone Jar_2

Jiang Hui could not avoid it either.

But fortunately, along the way, it was only the Bizarre Clan, the Red-Haired Monster that weighed on him like a sharp blade, making him uneasy. Except for that, everything was smooth sailing, and in less than a million years, he had already ascended to the Sacrificial Path State.

The cultivator’s journey is all about climbing the Great Taoist, but after reaching a certain level, all the obstacles faced in the past will not become sources of negative thoughts.

Jiang Hui’s negative emotions were not many, but it was impossible for them to be completely clean. Still, they could easily be suppressed at the moment.

Jiang Hui had always been worried about this, after all, the Red-Haired Monster was a precedent. Although he was already a strong existence, he still had to self-immolate.

In Jiang Hui’s view, this was definitely more terrifying than becoming a demon.

But now, it was truly and completely eliminated, not merely suppressed.

Miraculous, truly miraculous.

As the two fell into deep thought, a gentle footsteps suddenly came from outside the door. Shortly after, Liu RuYan’s figure appeared at the door. She was dressed in an elegant green outfit, with a hint of melancholy between her brows. Her gaze shifted between Jiang Hui and Emperor Huanfen, seemingly speculating on the content of their conversation.

Seeing this, Jiang Hui understood and smiled, greeting: "Ru Yan, you’re here. Perfect timing, we have some matters to discuss. Join us and listen in."

Liu RuYan was slightly taken aback, then nodded, gracefully walking into the room and sitting beside Jiang Hui.

Old man Lin was slightly startled upon hearing this, then nodded in agreement. He knew well Jiang Hui’s temperament, knowing this gentleman was never stingy with investing in potential. Although it was somewhat late, Old man Lin still meticulously selected a congratulatory gift.

After some contemplation, Old man Lin took out a pair of exquisite bells from his collection. The bells emitted a faint luminescence, seeming to contain some mysterious power.

Meanwhile, after Ye Fan ascended to the status of Immortal Emperor, he was immersed in joy and insight. Suddenly, a crisp bell sound came from outside his cave abode. Ye Fan frowned slightly, then got up and walked out, only to see Old man Lin standing there, holding a pair of bells shimmering with light.

"Immortal Emperor Ye Fan, this is a little token from my lord, please accept it," Old man Lin said respectfully.

Ye Fan took the bells and examined them carefully, secretly admiring them in his heart. He knew well that these bells were no ordinary items and understood this was Jiang Hui’s acknowledgment and congratulation towards him.

Old man Lin was slightly startled upon hearing this, then nodded in agreement. He knew well Jiang Hui’s temperament, knowing this gentleman was never stingy with investing in potential. Although it was somewhat late, Old man Lin still meticulously selected a congratulatory gift.

After some contemplation, Old man Lin took out a pair of exquisite bells from his collection. The bells emitted a faint luminescence, seeming to contain some mysterious power.

"Thank Jiang Hui for me." Ye Fan smiled and said to Old man Lin.

Old man Lin nodded in agreement and then turned to leave.

Returning to the cave abode, Ye Fan once again played with the bells in his hands, a warmth surging in his heart.

Returning to the cave abode, Ye Fan once again played with the bells in his hands, a warmth surging in his heart. He knew that his achievements today could not have been possible without the support and help of the people around him.

And Jiang Hui was undoubtedly one of the most important among them.

Not long after, Stone Toughness, Banished Immortal, and several other secluded strong figures coincidentally gathered together. They exchanged experiences and insights from their seclusion, rapidly realizing a common problem—seclusion could no longer bring substantial improvements. Thus, a bold idea emerged in their minds—to enter the battlegrounds of the heavens and confront the Bizarre Clan head-on, perhaps finding an opportunity for breakthrough on the edge of life and death.

Stone Toughness’s aura had not broken through due to seclusion, but his gaze became more determined, as if he had made an important decision. He stood up, shook himself, and the restrictions in the Stone Chamber were lifted. He walked out slowly, greeted by the long-missed sunlight and fresh air.

At the same time, in another hidden cave, Banished Immortal also ended his seclusion. He did not rush to break through but instead sat quietly at the entrance of the cave, gazing at the distant horizon. Banished Immortal’s expression was as calm as water, yet his heart was tumultuous. He knew well that merely relying on painstaking cultivation in seclusion was unlikely to bring any further progress. The true breakthrough opportunity might be hidden in the expansive worlds beyond.

They knew that this decision was not to be taken lightly; the battlegrounds of the heavens were extremely perilous, and a single misstep could lead to their demise. But in the face of their longing for a breakthrough, these risks seemed negligible. Hence, they decided to seek Jiang Hui’s advice.

When they came before Jiang Hui and laid out their thoughts, a hint of approval flashed in Jiang Hui’s eyes. He knew well that the passion and resilience these young talents held were vital for opposing the Bizarre Clan. However, he also reminded, "The battlegrounds of the heavens are fraught with dangers; you must be cautious on this journey. Remember, a true strong person is not only about great power but also about mental fortitude and the wise use of wisdom."

On this day, above the sky, the sun blazed fiercely, its fiery light mercilessly pouring down, scorching the earth. The sunlight pierced through the thin clouds, carrying an irresistible heat, bathing the entire village in golden yellow. Yet, under this blazing sun, the back mountain of the village hid a world like no other.

Deep in the back mountain, a narrow abyss lay quietly between the hills like a crack in the earth. This abyss was deep and mysterious, like a riddle of nature, provoking endless thoughts. Below the abyss, a Cold Pond lay quietly, like a deep blue sapphire embedded in the heart of the earth, emitting a faint chill.

Around the Cold Pond, it was not all bare rocks. Among the hard rock crevices, some bizarre plants resembling ice shards miraculously grew. These plants were crystal clear, like carved from jade, emitting a faint cold light. They were only half a meter tall, with seven or eight petals tightly closed together, like blooming ice flowers, adding a touch of vitality and mystery to the dim Cold Pond.

The water of the Cold Pond was bone-chillingly cold, as if containing the eternal power of ancient ice. Even the body of a True Immortal would not dare to touch this pond water easily, fearing the endless cold would erode them. The pond water was dark and deep, like a massive Black Hole devouring all surrounding light. This was not due to water pollution, but because the Cold Pond was too deep, too deep for anyone to see its bottom. As the saying goes, "Water deepens into black," in this bottomless Cold Pond, everything appeared so mysterious and unpredictable, as if hiding endless secrets.

However, in this daunting Cold Pond, a majestic figure sat cross-legged, in a meditation position. This figure was like an eternal statue, standing quietly in the Cold Pond, letting the bone-chilling pond water wash over his body. He was Lin Hai.

Lin Hai’s upper body was bare, his strong chest resounding with a rumbling sound under the intense washing of the Cold Pond, like a giant beast roaring before awakening. His skin, under the baptism of the Cold Pond, became more resilient and powerful, as if capable of withstanding all hardships and challenges in the world.

At the center of Lin Hai’s brow, a flame-like marking glowed brilliantly. This mark resembled a burning flame, emitting a scorching light, illuminating the entire pond bed as if it were daylight. This flame not only lit up everything around but also enlightened Lin Hai’s inner darkness and confusion. He seemed to find direction and motivation under the guidance of this flame.

The great ridge behind Lin Hai’s back moved sinuously like a swimming dragon. It stood upright like a towering peak, towering in the Cold Pond. With Lin Hai’s breathing rise and fall, the ridge emitted crisp cracks, like the sound of metal and stone striking, echoing throughout the Cold Pond. These crisp sounds contained the surging power and indomitable will within Lin Hai, as if proclaiming his existence and determination to the world.

And those great muscles interconnected within Lin Hai’s body.