Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 1728 - 1039: The Flamboyant An Lan

Chapter 1728: Chapter 1039: The Flamboyant An Lan

Jiang Hui’s focus was mainly on the last point. When he first acquired the Chaos Primordial Embryo, he had an intuition that it might be greatly useful to him. It turns out, indeed, after reaching a certain realm, the intuition becomes very accurate.

Especially after reaching the Sacrificial Path Realm, intuition becomes a projection and prediction of certain future events. That’s why Jiang Hui was so attentive to this Chaos Primordial Embryo.

However, he hadn’t expected that after hatching, the Chaos Divine Body could merge with the Real Body of Pangu that he had long fused with.

Yet, the Real Body of Pangu itself was already sufficiently powerful. Merging it with the Chaos Divine Body...

In particular, the passive ability described in the Chaos Divine Body allows one to forcibly ignore all time reversals, which can only be described as perverse.

This ability to reverse time, in some sense, can be called a conceptual ability.

He recalls a horror novel he pursued in his previous life, where there was an ability called Ghost Messenger, which had a similar time reversal mechanism.

That was a minor path, while this is the path.

Jiang Hui acted decisively, immediately controlling the newly formed Chaos Divine Body with his mind.

Simultaneously, his body began to glow.

All over his body, every pore was flickering like the sun and moon, inhaling and exhaling sunlight and moonshine.

At the same time, a profound ancient aura emanated from Jiang Hui, spanning across long eras.

This aura was so exaggerated that if Jiang Hui hadn’t deliberately confined it within a hundred-mile radius, it would have shaken not just the Immortal Domain, but all heavens and myriad worlds, and even reached that ominous highland to be detected by the Phantom Primordial Ancestor.

"Buzz!"

The next moment.

The Chaos Divine Body transformed into a blob of light and merged directly into Jiang Hui’s flesh and blood.

Like a cripple regaining limbs,

or a blind person regaining sight.

It was also like a dry spring surging forth with gushing life again.

At the moment of their fusion, the sensation was marvelous, unlike any physical or spiritual tremor Jiang Hui had ever experienced before.

Every pore seemed as if it was alive, breathing actively in this moment.

Resonating with the heavens and earth.

He was drenched in sweat, as if he had undergone an intense exercise, yet he didn’t feel any fatigue and was instead more vigorous and excited than ever before.

At such a level, in this realm, it was rare to experience clarity surpassing the past, but at this moment, his mind was slightly stirred, his eyes radiant, and his spirit clear.

Simultaneously, Jiang Hui felt his body heating up.

A boundless and vigorous vitality that was unimaginable erupted from every cell, every piece of flesh, and even the soul.

Jiang Hui was utterly amazed.

Never could he have imagined that by merging the two constitutions, there would be a reverse nourishment of his realm.

In the Sacrificial Path Realm, one sacrifices their own Great Tao, a realm that spans across eternity, beyond words its strength, where the law follows the utterance.

If he didn’t appear, if it were Liu Village.

In the entire Perfect Trilogy, only fourteen people could become strong in the Sacrificial Path Realm.

Among them were the ten great mysterious ancestors, who didn’t rely on their own ability and talent to advance, but purely took shortcuts.

The other four were Emperor Huang Tian, Ye Emperor, Emperor Chu, and Emperor Huanfen.

As for the Cruel Man, strictly speaking, they can’t be considered to have stepped into this realm, only half a foot in, so they cannot be counted.

As for Willow God and others, in the end, they were in the Immortal Emperor’s Realm.

"Dong!"

A bell rang in Jiang Hui’s ear, sounding ancient, vibrating through countless ages.

The next moment.

From deep within those sun and moon-like pores, chaotic aura surged out like a raging tide.

Visible to the naked eye, they transformed into long rivers of chaos, merging with the great river of time flowing between heaven and earth, moving along the trajectory of time’s passage.

At this moment.

Jiang Hui wondered if it was an illusion.

In the past, present, or future, wherever time reached, wherever the flow of ages passed, there existed Chaos Qi.

Moreover, in Jiang Hui’s perception, his body gradually became unbelievably tall, like a towering Divine Mountain rising from the ground, standing firm in the center of all existence.

But in reality, Jiang Hui quickly realized.

His body had not changed; the world was as it was, all of this was merely an illusion.

Just like a Little True Dragon diving to the bottom of the Dragon Breeding Pool, yet still believing it was still diving deeper.

Unexpectedly, he encountered it right away.

This feeling, honestly, was quite interesting.

Like a mortal becoming delusional, thinking of themselves as an omnipotent god.

Like ripples, the endless radiance sprinkled down, and runes emerged on Jiang Hui’s flesh and skin.

The rhythm of the Tao and the Rule flowed, various divine rays of light poured from those runes, shimmering brilliantly, looking as if they were tangible.

In his eyes, the scene of primordial chaos opening evolved, countless vast universes were being born, destroyed, and reborn.

Wherever his gaze fell, the void collapsed, stars fell, and time ceased to exist.

Jiang Hui seemed to exist outside of time, the only True God in the world, traversing an unreal path, leaving behind traces and footprints wherever he went.

The great ages were rugged, the world barren and desolate.

He walked aimlessly, not knowing where the end was or where he should go.

Perhaps this was ultimately a journey with no end; as long as time wouldn’t stop, his footsteps wouldn’t stop either.