Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 1636 - 993: Turbid Nine Yin, Ancestor of Time

Chapter 1636: Chapter 993: Turbid Nine Yin, Ancestor of Time

Bottom of the Cold Pond.

Lin Hai had his eyes tightly shut, his marble-like face showing neither sadness nor joy, his entire being plunged into a state of silence.

His nostrils flared, and with every breath, the Ancestral Witch Bloodline of Fire within him was completely unleashed, its power revealed.

Between the sinews and flesh of his arms, veins throbbed, muscles exploded like horned dragons, and the dense, unfathomable blood energy surged forth completely at this moment.

"Thump thump thump!"

At the same time, the blazing gold-colored heart pounded wildly, contracting and expanding, pumping heated blood through his entire bloodstream in an instant.

Though hidden within, it had the momentum of overwhelming waves crashing through inch by inch of Lin Hai’s flesh, like rivers rushing and oceans roaring, seemingly mixed with thunderclaps.

Blood like mercury, each drop resembling a volcanic eruption.

At this moment, the forces combined, surging and steaming, revealing their unimaginable power.

Lin Hai’s facial features gradually became ferocious, his brows tightly furrowed and knitted together.

His muscular body began to tremble uncontrollably, clearly enduring some immense pain.

Eventually, Lin Hai’s complexion became as red as blood, his neck veins tightened and bulged, resembling crawling worms, flames flickering within them.

The activation of the Ancestral Witch Bloodline of Fire entered the transformation stage, summoning the might of the bloodline, resulting in unimaginable high-temperature burning, which even the toughest minds could not withstand.

For this Ancestral Witch’s flame not only burns the flesh but also the primordial spirit, soul, and even the mind, making even the Great Taoist fuel...

The burning was excruciating, agonizing to the point of being unbearable, not just for Lin Hai; even Shi Hao would grimace.

Should one fail to endure this first hurdle while conscious, or fail to push through, the bloodline’s transformation could fail, or worse, even lead to death.

Therefore, to mitigate the burning pain, Lin Hai chose the transformation location within this ancient cold pond of millions of years.

He sought to use the cold of the pond to counteract the bloodline’s pain.

"Hoo hoo hoo."

"Glug glug glug."

Yet how could the might of the Ancestral Witch of Fire’s bloodline be offset by a mere cold pond of millions of years?

In no time, bubbling sounds emerged from the originally frigid cold pond.

Soon after, bubbles surfaced on the pond’s water.

At the next moment,

This place was already like boiling water, wave after wave, bubble after bubble.

The water boiled!

The cold pond remained eerie, yet did not possess its former cold, bone-chilling presence.

In its place, terrifying hot waves surged, overturning the area like tides.

The pond water rolled, the coldness was repelled entirely, and overwhelming heat waves engulfed the entire cold pond in a white fog.

The cold pond turned directly into a hot spring.

No, it should be called a hot spring.

The white mist rising in the air had a temperature of thousands of degrees, indicating how high the temperature of the pond water was.

A flame pattern glowed brilliantly at the center of his brow, emitting a fluid-like radiance.

Soon after, a significantly reduced Lin Hai stepped slowly out from the flame pattern.

The same naked upper body, though only the size of a thumb, his robust physique remained apparent.

The difference was the intricate totem patterns etched on his exposed skin, densely packed, ultimately converging into a majestic figure.

These patterns were like ancient spells or truths of heaven and earth, intertwining to emit an indescribable pressure.

Though the appearance of the small figure was identical to Lin Hai, the aura was completely different, utterly opposite.

The small figure’s aura was ancient and barbaric, carrying a primal wildness and defiance, eternal and soaring, traceable to the chaotic period of the world’s creation, with a fiery, heart-searing presence, and scarlet hair blazing like fire offered an explosive sensation.

As Lin Hai continued to breathe, these forces interwove and collided, releasing a deep and distant rumble, like the roar of ancient beasts echoing throughout the entire cold pond.

Furthermore, the moment the small figure stepped out, the entire cold pond ignited, scorching flames using the pond water as fuel, quickly surged in all directions.

The flames were terrifying, melting stone instantly, the rolling heat waves causing the air to crackle.

Fortunately, Jiang Hui noticed the phenomenon promptly.

Taking action, he centered on the cold pond, restraining the surrounding area to prevent the Ancestral Witch of Fire’s might from spreading to other regions.

No doubt, it truly lived up to the reputation of being one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches’ bloodline.

Even from afar, Jiang Hui could feel the heat wave striking him.

Of course, this was partly due to his exceptional perception, but regardless, the very act of merely activating the bloodline caused such an astonishing scene, that cold pond, constructed from the extreme crystalline of ice itself.

A True Immortal touching it would instantly have their primordial spirit solidified, even an ordinary Immortal King would need to approach with caution, yet now, just Lin Hai’s Ancestral Witch power gushing forth turned cold water to boiling!

Bottom of the Cold Pond.

After an unknown period, Lin Hai immersed within the scalding pond water let out a long howl, as did the figure on his brow.