Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 1677: Untitled - 2

Chapter 1677: Untitled Chapter 2

Why even though I have fought until now and it’s not the first time my origin has been damaged, have I never felt such emotions before?

Could it be because I hadn’t interacted with Brother Jiang of the Dao previously?

But the last time I was trapped in the Ultimate Ancient Land, it wasn’t like this either.

Willow God couldn’t understand.

Nor did she understand why she didn’t dislike this kind of inner conflict.

Just as the woman was lost in thought, a soft call came by her ear.

Then, the sound of footsteps faintly followed.

Willow God snapped back and immediately looked towards the source of the sound.

A trace of inexplicable panic flashed across her face, and she couldn’t speak for a while.

Jiang Hui was somewhat curious.

"Fellow Daoist Willow God... is there something wrong?"

Jiang Hui observed Willow God, and it was obvious she had come specifically to find him, yet upon meeting, she didn’t utter a word.

With Jiang Hui’s words, Willow God came back to her senses, the panic faded from her face, replaced by her usual solemnity, cold and indifferent.

"This... is to return to Brother Jiang of the Dao."

Willow God took out the Azure Spring Pearl.

Jiang Hui’s brows moved slightly, his profound gaze fell on the Azure Spring Pearl, slightly dazed, and then he understood Willow God’s intentions.

Smiling, Jiang Hui waved his hand and said: "Fellow Daoist Willow God, since this pearl has helped you recover from your injuries, please keep it. Perhaps you might find it useful again in the future, I currently have no urgent need for it."

It’s not that he was deliberately pretending to be generous, it’s just that this Azure Spring Pearl is only useful for beings below the Path End level.

It is of no use to the Sacrificial Path State.

If this pearl could win Willow God’s favor, it would indeed be quite worthwhile.

"This... how could this be, this treasure is already exceptionally precious, and I have used it to heal, thus receiving a great favor from Brother Jiang of the Dao, how can I keep it?"

Willow God shook her head, feigning politeness, although she very much wanted to keep it, she had to make a gesture of politeness, otherwise, it would seem she lacked restraint.

"Alright then."

Jiang Hui did not insist, after all, if Willow God encounters a similar situation in the future, lending it again would be fine.

Moreover, he only had one pearl, not just for Willow God. If Ye Fan, Shi Hao, Gu Chen, Ten Crown King etc. encounter similar dangers, it can be used as well.

Perhaps even more practical.

Leaving Willow God alone, somewhat disheveled in the wind.

After receiving the Azure Spring Pearl, gently stroking the surface with his fingers, Jiang Hui smiled slightly:

"Since Fellow Daoist Willow God’s injuries have healed, this pearl can be considered to have fulfilled its purpose."

Hearing this, Willow God returned to reality and forced a smile.

Seeing Jiang Hui no longer being polite, she casually put away the pearl, her expression paused slightly, and a trace of imperceptible disappointment flashed in her eyes, but she soon hid it.

A wave of complex emotions arose inexplicably in her heart.

Shaking her head, Willow God forcibly discarded the complex emotions in her mind and asked:

"Has Brother Jiang of the Dao reaped any benefits from his lengthy seclusion?" Willow God suppressed her emotions and asked instead.

Hearing this, Jiang Hui felt slightly embarrassed.

Though he wished to gain some benefits, to be honest, it was too challenging, as the Top Ten Phantom Primordial Ancestors couldn’t find their karma, he also couldn’t discover their karma, nor comprehend what they were plotting or doing at the moment.

In this sense, the two sides were indeed evenly matched.

With this thought, Jiang Hui shook his head.

Willow God seemed to have already predicted this and remained expressionless.

At this realm, karma and fate were no longer singular or restrictive, how could seclusion alone bring any harvest?!

Nevertheless, Willow God knew Jiang Hui’s path was unlike anyone else’s, unlike any system, so she held a glimmer of hope.

There was nothing much to discuss now, perhaps the timing wasn’t right yet.

"Brother Jiang of the Dao..." Willow God pursed her lips and suddenly spoke.

"Hmm?" Jiang Hui looked over, waiting for her to continue.

However, Willow God furrowed her brows and said: "It’s nothing. I intend to venture out for some time."

"Where will you be going, fellow Daoist?"

"Cannot go to Heaven, but aside from the Immortal Domain, countless universes are suffering, I intend to aid them and also explore the Star Sea in search of a way forward."

"Uh... how long will you be gone?"

"Not sure, but I will definitely return."

Willow God said solemnly,

Having stayed in Liu Village for so long, everything has been ingrained in her memory and is no longer separable, as resistance against the Bizarre Clan would ultimately require the immense energy gathered there.

It has become the largest force against the Bizarre Clan.

Jiang Hui pondered for a moment and said: "Then I wish you a safe journey."

But Willow God remained silent, her gaze dimmed of brilliance, staring directly at Jiang Hui.

Before he could speak, the woman already spoke: "Doesn’t Brother Jiang of the Dao plan to clear the heavens?"

This puzzled Jiang Hui slightly.

He spoke honestly: "I will send Gu Chen and others, but as for myself, I need to guard the rear."

"That’s how it should be." Willow God bowed her head.

...

In the cycle of four seasons, those Cave Heaven Places nurtured by the golden eras ushered in numerous domineering Daoist auras.

What drew the most attention was that all of these auras were incredibly ancient.

Some beings re-emerged in the world, their auras vast as an ocean, as if they had broken free from the river of time, imbued with an old and desolate oppression.

Frontier Wilderness,

A man clad in bronze battle armor emerged across the void.

He grasped a rust-covered spear, yet its tip gleamed with a chilling light that made the heart tremble. His face stern, his eyes deep as the starry sky, his aura had already surpassed the True Immortal Extreme Peak, with a foot half-stepping into the Immortal King level, shaking a group of pinnacles with every move, appearing from unknown corners and diving into the Frontier Wilderness.

There, a great battle immediately ensued.

The man in bronze battle armor exhibited unparalleled divine might, a peerless prodigy from several eras past, a youthful genius at his strongest, emerging into the world and directly heading towards a certain fateful opportunity, pressing a group of contemporary prodigies to incessantly retreat, their only choice to withdraw.

"That is... the Bronze Battle Immortal! He’s still alive!" An older cultivator recognized his identity, his voice trembling with disbelief.

The Bronze Battle Immortal, a famed powerhouse of the Immortal Ancient Era, suppressed all peers, was hailed as one of the likeliest to step into the Immortal King Realm of that era.

Yet, in the war at the end of the Immortal Ancient Era, he mysteriously disappeared, and the world assumed he had fallen in battle. Unexpectedly, he chose self-sealment, avoiding the calamity, only to re-emerge today.

"Hmph, a bunch of cowards, skulking and hiding, now that a prosperous era has arrived, they have the gall to emerge." An old man in purple robes sneered, his tone disdainful. He was surrounded by dense Immortal Qi, his aura equally formidable, evidently another old monster sealed for years.

"Your words make you seem so upright," laughed a woman in white, another re-emergent individual, also half a step into the Immortal King Realm.

These long-sealed powerhouses were not unfamiliar with each other, and even had some grudges and entanglements, now emerging, all aiming for kingship.

Some beings who were thought dead by the world reappeared, captivating the world’s attention.

The aura radiating from these figures was immensely powerful, at the True Immortal Extreme Peak, or even partly stepping into the Immortal King level.

But in the absence of a Liu Village, in the era before the birth of a Holy Land, beings like these were considered formidable, and stepping into the King’s Domain turned them into patriarchs of an era.

They were once the true leaders of the Immortal Domain, wielders of power, capable of establishing unparalleled entities like the Ten Taoist Dominators and Supreme Sect alone.

Compared with the shock waves caused by Holy Lands of the past, people’s reactions were somewhat restrained.

There was just a bit of lamentation, these people were truly cunning, hidden away somewhere,

presumed long dead on the path to becoming a king, they hid instead, unwilling to face the tumultuous years, choosing self-sealment, and now as they sense an unprecedented prosperous era arriving, they unseal themselves to re-enter the world.

Truly capable of enduring.

Mortals often say, in the great dream spanning millennia, an autumn dream may already be but a yellow millet.

But these people aren’t just dreaming for millennia, with the extended lifespan of the Immortal Path Field, they might have self-sealed since the war in the Immortal Ancient Era.

Some are unaware that the Immortal Domain’s outcome has undergone earth-shaking changes, or even unaware of the existence of the Holy Land.

Indeed, that is the case.