Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 1660 - 1005:

Chapter 1660: Chapter 1005:

A strand of consciousness was divided, and Jiang Hui’s gaze penetrated layers of void, falling upon the heavens.

In truth, even without relying on the perspective of his devotees, his perception could cover the realm above the heavens.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to detect the anomalies in that abyss of flesh and blood in advance.

However, to act more covertly, Jiang Hui still switched to his devotee’s perspective.

This way, he could be more immersed and gain more insight into the situation.

Even though he was using the devotee’s perspective, his perceptive power didn’t change, still covering the range of the Sacrificial Path State.

On the battlefield, black mist roiled, murderous aura soared to the sky, and the heavens and earth were dyed ink-black, like ink spreading out.

At the end of the Ancestor Land, several figures emerged again from within the black mist, each one exuding a heart-palpitating aura, infinitely terrifying, with rotting flesh, like vengeful ghosts slain by violence.

They were the Phantom Immortal Emperors of the Bizarre Clan.

Adding to the first few Phantom Immortal Emperors that appeared.

Currently, the number of beings at the path’s end level on the bizarre side has even exceeded those on Ye Fan’s side.

Ten Phantom Immortal Emperors, at the moment seven of them have directly descended, an unbelievably exaggerated number, as the Bizarre Clan has never had more than three Phantom Immortal Emperors show up at the same time since its inception.

This clearly indicates the level of determination the Bizarre Clan has this time.

They are fully prepared.

Even though Ye Fan, Gu Chen, Shi Hao, Willow God, and Emperor Merciless have unrivaled combat power, capable of crushing any single Phantom Immortal Emperor one-on-one.

It is known that the bizarre Immortal Emperors’ strange resurrection abilities, along with their absolute numerical advantage, are overwhelming.

Moreover, even for beings at the path’s end level, despite having the power to crush, it is impossible to sweep through instantly at the same level.

This tier of life forms is nearly omnipotent, possessing unimaginable strength.

What is the end of the path?

It means truly reaching the end of the Great Tao, standing equal with the Heavenly Dao, existing alongside the Great Tao.

With a single thought, one can destroy a great world, a drop of blood can form an ocean, a wisp of consciousness can construct a supreme spiritual world.

Even within the Bizarre Clan, those who reach this realm are the most powerful beings in the clan’s long history.

In this way, everyone has inadvertently fallen into an unprecedentedly arduous battle.

On the battlefield, Ye Fan clad in black, his hair wildly dancing in the wind, his eyes burning with unyielding battle spirit.

He grasped a fist seal, with the Tripod of Everything above his head releasing strands of Mother Qi, enveloping Ye Fan, capable of both killing enemies on the battlefield and defending himself, truly a balance of offense and defense.

Particularly, after stepping into the Immortal Emperor’s Realm, the cauldron, being closely linked to Ye Fan, has also been sublimated to an unprecedented level.

The ancient and boundless Bronze Cauldron flowed with rolling chaos fog, repelling the incoming black mist.

"Today shall be the burial ground for you bizarre entities!"

Ye Fan roared, his aura surging suddenly, with his fist seal wrapped in endless emperor’s might, he charged at a Phantom Immortal Emperor.

The Phantom Immortal Emperor was not to be outdone, opening its bloody maw, spewing a black torrent filled with corrosive evil power, colliding with Ye Fan’s fist seal.

In an instant, brilliance scattered, energy storms raged, and the surrounding space was torn with black cracks.

The fist’s light was like a star river in reverse.

The attacked Phantom Immortal Emperor was sent flying backward, then the falling chaos fog turned into a hazy fist seal, striking this Phantom Immortal Emperor.

Its body exploded, and black blood splattered like rain.

But it wasn’t long before.

The rolling black mist saw this Phantom Immortal Emperor quickly resurrect and return to the battle.

Its corpse-like body shaking, the black mist towering, releasing a fierce wail, like a vengeful ghost screaming.

To be so decisively suppressed within the same realm left it astonished.

"Could it be that these guys really can’t be killed?"

Ye Fan frowned tightly.

Although he had never clashed with a Phantom Immortal Emperor before, he had fought against bizarre Quasi-Immortal Emperors, and when the Bizarre Clan invaded the Immortal Domain back then, some had appeared.

At that time, after the bizarre Quasi-Immortal Emperors and Phantom Immortal Emperors were suppressed, they had no resurrection ability.

On the other side.

Emperor Merciless, clad in bloodstained white clothes, her gaze cold as a blade. With a wave of her hand, endless Sword Qi turned into a long river, slicing a Phantom Immortal Emperor into fragments.

Subsequently, the fragments of that Immortal Emperor in the black mist wriggled, quickly re-forming, wordless, swept away with might and returning to battle.

Shi Hao stepped upon the void, the Desolate Tower in his hand shining brightly, runes on the tower’s body glowing with ancient and mysterious luster.

The Desolate Tower struck with unstoppable mighty power, directly smashing the Phantom Immortal Emperor it was dueling with to death.

Yet, just like before, amidst the rolling black mist, this Phantom Immortal Emperor, who should have only had a Primordial Spirit left, instantly restored its physical form.

At the center of the battlefield.

Gu Chen was the first to strike, engaging in a grand battle with two Phantom Immortal Emperors.

Sky Tyrant Blood fully unleashed.

Purple blood aura extended for countless billions of miles, carrying an ancient and eternal Dao rhythm, countless bizarre creatures were annihilated in the purple blood mist.

These ordinary bizarre creatures would also resurrect, but unlike the Phantom Immortal Emperors, their resurrection time was long, and each resurrection lowered their realm by one tier.

If not, Emperor Dong Chen’s Ancestral Land would have been breached immediately.

Behind Gu Chen, the purple imperial giant with a crown let out a heaven-shattering roar, the sound like rolling Heavenly Thunder resonating in the world, containing endless majesty and power, causing the surrounding space to tremble.