Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 1655 - 1002: Heroes Everywhere_2

Chapter 1655: Chapter 1002: Heroes Everywhere_2

The group in front of him, at the very least matched his own pressure, with several being at the end stage of the Immortal Emperor...

Where could such terrifying beings be born?

Even above the Heavens, where he resided, didn’t have such foundations.

His Dao heart, Emperor Ye, was tainted by the Bizarre Clan, and this group was an imposture of the Bizarre Clan.

The mysterious power of the Bizarre Clan is unpredictable, harboring unimaginable karma behind it, unseen before, even an Immortal Emperor would be polluted if not careful, unknowingly becoming one of them.

However, upon thinking, the Bizarre Clan wanting to act doesn’t usually require such trouble, right?

Even if the Bizarre Clan had such intellect, they wouldn’t bother using it on themselves.

"It must be my overthinking,"

Emperor Dong Chen thought silently, examining Shi Hao and others in turn, unable to suppress his amazement.

Each of these people radiated a heart-palpitating aura, even though they were of the same realm, their inherent pressure was enough to make him tremble.

If it was indeed as Fellow Daoist Ye said, their arrival undoubtedly injected a dose of strong medicine into the defenses of the Ancestral Land.

He quickly retracted his attacking stance, cupped his hands, and said, "So it turns out to be you heroes. I was quite rude earlier, please forgive me. With your addition, our chances against the Bizarre Clan in our Ancestral Land have increased."

Emperor Dong Chen was truly pleased, his somewhat plump body shaking with excitement, and for a moment, a dignified Quasi-Immortal Emperor, he was even stuttering purely out of thrill.

Even at the most prosperous time above the Heavens, so many Quasi-Immortal Emperors, or even Immortal Emperors, couldn’t be gathered.

He didn’t know where Emperor Ye found these allies, it must be a tremendous surprise.

Stone Toughness and others nodded slightly, saying in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, you’re too kind, we all came here for a common goal, the Bizarre Clan’s chaos must indeed be faced with united efforts."

"Indeed, indeed."

Not mentioning the polite exchanges between them.

They must have sensed the abnormalities within the Ancestral Land above the Heavens.

It was at the moment when the source pattern array set up by Ye Fan just formed.

From afar, the sky suddenly resonated.

In an instant, the world roared, and altars as large as mountains appeared in the sky, at the four corners there.

Those altars, filled with the marks of time, with ancient breaths flowing, each altar’s center placed a heart that was beating.

Altars upon altars, like an unending mountain range, viewed from outside the Ancestral Land, endless mist looked like a black curtain sweeping over, swallowing all light.

At this moment, all living beings that rushed to the Ancestral Land faced the enemy.

As the intimidating rumbling became more deafening, the figures of the Bizarre Clan started becoming faintly visible in the thick mist.

Their forms were distorted, surrounded by an eerie black mist, with blood-red glimmers flickering within the mist, like countless sinister eyes hidden in the darkness.

Upon appearing, their numbers reached a rather exaggerated scale.

Of course, they weren’t all from the Bizarre Clan, more resembled Dark Beings similar to those in the Alien Territory, but unlike those immortal kings who had independent thoughts, these seemed more like puppets.

Dense black mist surged from every direction, as if corroding space, making a sizzling sound.

The air was filled with a nauseating stench, as if an odor of decay emanating from the abyss of hell.

"They have come."

"Just in time!"

Within the Ancestral Land.

Innumerable beings were all clad in armor, clutching their weapons, nervously glancing up at the high sky.

As if with just a look, their originally tense hearts could instantly calm down.

The blazing sun hung high, its flames burning fiercely.

Ten towering immortal and holy figures sat in the sky, their emperor pressure radiating in waves like Jadescent Nectar.

Infinite emperor might gathered together, making beings below instinctively want to kneel, yet at the same time feeling a great sense of security within.

It was as if falling into a river while walking on the roadside where a group of adept swimmers stood nearby.

Shi Hao and the others remained composed, only their eyes were filled with unparalleled fighting spirit.

At this critical moment, Ye Fan suddenly shouted loudly, his hands rapidly performing a sealing technique, chanting as he moved. With his actions, the newly formed source pattern array was instantly activated, countless mysterious runes emerged from the ground, these runes emitted a soft yet powerful glow, weaving into a giant light shield, enveloping the Ancestral Land.

Just as the Bizarre Clan was about to touch the shield, a gigantic shadow of vegetation descended from the sky. Initially, it was only a phantom, faint and illusory, as if it could dissipate at any moment. But as time passed, the shadow became clearer and more solid.

I saw its trunk so robust, its diameter reaching hundreds of feet, with bark like ancient scales, each scale shimmering with green light, these lights interwove, forming mysterious patterns, as if recounting the vicissitudes of time. The enormous canopy blotted out the sky and sun, countless branches and leaves swayed gently in the wind like sharp blades, making a rustling sound, as though delivering a silent warning to the Bizarre Clan.

Its roots were even more striking, like sinister Giant Pythons, thick and powerful, entwined and interwoven. These roots descended from high in the sky, deeply embedded into the land of the Ancestral Land, isolating it from the outside world. Each root was covered in thorns, these thorns glinting with cold light, ready to pierce any Bizarre Clan members attempting to approach.

The formation displayed its might, powerful force waves emanating from the source pattern array, echoing with the power of the vegetation shadow. The runes on the light shield sparkled with dazzling brilliance, rebuffing the approaching members of the Bizarre Clan one after another. And the branches and leaves and roots of the vegetation shadow also began proactively attacking, those branches fluttering like agile tentacles in the air, shredding the approaching Bizarre Clan beings one by one; the roots acted like nimble pythons, quickly stretching out, twisting tightly around those who intended to breach the defense, then squeezing them into dust.

The Bizarre Clan’s assault was temporarily blocked, but they didn’t give up. They uttered strange howls, sounds filled with anger and unwillingness. Then, they began accumulating power, preparing to launch a more ferocious attack.

The altar group in the void suddenly emitted a harsh grinding sound, like millions of bone knives scraping against a bronze surface. Ye Fan’s eardrums instantly oozed with blood, he saw densely packed pupils appearing on the surface of the beating hearts, each pupil reflecting a different scene of death—the cultivator corroded into pus, a star with growing bronze rust, sky-reaching ancient trees with roots entwining infant skeletons.

"Crack——"

The front three altars suddenly exploded, black blood spewed forth, transforming into nine cursed drakes. These manifestations of curses spiraled downward, their dragon claws sweeping across, leaving marks in the air that smoked with green vapor. Ye Fan’s hands formed a "Fight" sealing technique, the source pattern array below suddenly sprouted semi-transparent golden vines, and the lotus blooming at the vine’s tip trapped the drakes in a prison of light.

However, this was just the beginning. From the depths of the thick black mist came the sound of chains dragging on the ground, twelve giants with oozing asphalt-like liquid steps shattered the void. Their third eye on the forehead constantly cracked open and healed, each blink releasing black lightning mixed with a baby’s cries.

Seeing this, Willow God gently waved a willow branch, a torrent of verdant light shot out like arrows, colliding with the black lightning in the air, erupting into deafening explosions. Light and lightning interwove, forming a splendid yet dangerous light net, temporarily blocking the giants’ attack.

Shi Hao tightened his grip on the Desolate Tower in his hand, his eyes full of determination and fearlessness. He stepped forward abruptly, his aura soaring instantly, a tremendous power surged out from within him. "Today, marks the end for you, Bizarre Clan!" he shouted, swinging the Desolate Tower towards the giants, the aura around him skyrocketing, a surge of overwhelming power erupted from within him, "Today, is the end for you, Bizarre Clan!" He shouted, wielding the Desolate Tower, charging at the giants as if about to crush them with a mighty force.

Stone Toughness stood in place, quickly performing a sealing technique with his hands, and streams of mysterious runes flew from his hands, merging into the surrounding space. As the runes embedded, the space seemed to be imbued with life, beginning to warp and deform.