Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 1733 - 1041: Yu Tuo’s Jealousy, Black Dog Carrying a Corpse (Part 2)

Chapter 1733: Chapter 1041: Yu Tuo’s Jealousy, Black Dog Carrying a Corpse (Part 2)

Jiang Hui patted the Little True Dragon’s head and admonished.

The Little True Dragon solemnly nodded, then with a flicker of its form, transformed into a golden light and returned to the Dragon Breeding Pool.

The water in the Dragon Breeding Pool churned, the surface shimmering, with runes flickering like waves.

The Little True Dragon flickered by, diving to the bottom of the lake, immersing itself in the Ancestor Dragon’s heritage.

...

Alien Territory, a millennium passed.

The years and glorious days quickly fade.

After a group of Immortal Kings once again took control of this realm, the Alien Territory began to undergo changes once more.

Many young geniuses emerged, while older cultivators passed away, as new talents always rise with the fall of the old generation.

But in any case.

This realm, once no less than the Immortal Domain, welcomed its second opportunity for development.

The will seeds Jiang Hui left in the Sea of Consciousness of the Immortal Kings could act outside of themselves.

When the Immortal Kings retreated into seclusion for rigorous cultivation, they would release a bit, merging it into this Great Domain itself.

Over time, it accumulated.

Reaching a certain level, some changes would occur.

Equivalent to artificially creating a small golden age for the Alien Territory.

The Alien Territory, once a dark world, the spearhead fortress of the Three Dark Emperors, was home to many beings and once flourished extraordinarily.

Because of its unique identity.

For tens of thousands of years, no one had set foot in the Immortal Domain or the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Even after purification, they still locked themselves in this territory, as a punishment for their past deeds.

A group of Immortal Kings, bearing guilt, quietly returned to their homeland, and all remained low-key, focusing on rigorous cultivation in seclusion.

They are now in a state of God Soul, and the most urgent matter is to quickly condense a physical body to continue their cultivation.

Freed from restraints, within just a century, An Lan, Yu Tuo, Er Wu Shuang, Kundi, and others all restored their original, flawless physical forms.

In their minds, the will seeds left by Jiang Hui exerted power.

This exertion was not obvious, being a subtle influence that indirectly helped smooth their path forward.

The great calamity was imminent.

The more powerful ones there are, the better; as long as they are fellow Daoists, Jiang Hui would not be too stingy.

His life has been too precarious, only wishing to safely reach the other side.

However, the thing Jiang Hui least expected happened.

Under the blessing of the will seeds, the one who advanced the most was, surprisingly, An Lan, the flamboyant old fellow.

The other originally belonged to the giant among Immortal Kings but had not reached the level of the Supreme Giant.

Now, within less than a hundred years, he had successfully risen to the Pinnacle Level of Supreme Giants.

Standing on the same level with Kundi and the King of Pu Demon.

Jiang Hui’s Divine Sense encompassed the Immortal Domain, the Burying Ground, the Alien Territory, and the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Within these four domains, nothing could escape his perception.

Naturally, An Lan’s grand advancement was the first thing to catch his eye.

"Truly, when you least expect it, it happens!"

Jiang Hui withdrew his gaze from An Lan, both amused and exasperated.

Compared to An Lan, even Er Wu Shuang, the reputed young leader of the Alien Territory and creator of the Refining Immortal Pot, as well as the strongest Kundi, paled in comparison.

"It must be because An Lan and my will seeds have a particularly compatible connection."

Jiang Hui quickly reasoned out the cause.

In "The End of The Heavens Trilogy," perhaps no one could match An Lan’s self-confidence.

And the will seeds he left behind, imbued with an undefeatable and victorious belief, naturally ranked first without question.

An Lan, the old fellow, has had a serendipitous encounter.

Did he gain some great blessing after escaping his original destiny?

Upon reaching a certain Realm, it becomes known that blessings are not just empty words; they are more mysterious than karma, with some people having incredibly good fortune, turning imminent disasters into blessings.

Others, however, are plagued with bad luck, choking even on a drink of water.

Of course, due to its secretive nature, it is even more hidden than karma, making it difficult to discern with the naked eye, requiring long-term interaction to sense it.

By stepping into the Pinnacle Level of Supreme Giants, An Lan is now among the strongest in the Alien Territory.

Yu Tuo, upon hearing this, was filled with envy, his eyes glowing red, "Brother An Lan, we agreed to share joys and sorrows, how could you step into the Pinnacle Level of Supreme Giants alone?"

Yu Tuo cried out in pain, beating his chest, feeling like his good buddy had likely been replaced during their imprisonment, otherwise, how could it be possible, how could his good buddy dare?

Do not forget that when the other was being beaten by Huang, it was he who assisted, though the result was both were heavily beaten, at that time, his strength definitely surpassed the other by half a notch.

Yu Tuo, with good demeanor, held back his urge to curse.

Looking at his old friend whose face was distorted with jealousy, An Lan nonchalantly waved his hand, indifferent.

After reaching the Pinnacle Level of Supreme Giants, An Lan felt his mind had greatly improved, his Dao heart stable beyond measure.

"Brother Yu Tuo, why so agitated? Better to spend more effort, I have faith in you, that one day you too will step into the Pinnacle Level of Supreme Giants."

An Lan’s tone was calm, guiding Yu Tuo, who felt almost like vomiting blood.

Yu Tuo’s face twisted in rage, gritting his teeth, "An Lan, I’m almost mad with jealousy. Come on, do you have some secret technique you’re hiding from me?"

An Lan replied earnestly, "Brother Yu Tuo, there is no secret technique. Don’t lose composure like this. My breakthrough was merely following the heavenly arrangement."

"Do you think I will believe that?"

Yu Tuo widened his eyes, deeply disdainful, thinking how this brat pulled it off.

"There’s really no secret technique?" Yu Tuo asked again, unwilling to give up.

He had been stagnant at the Fairy King Giant level for far too long, dreaming of progressing further.

An Lan smiled wryly, assuming a more serious demeanor, "There’s really nothing, brother, I just had a sudden realization. Had there been any secret technique, wouldn’t I have broken through long ago, without waiting until now."

Only then did Yu Tuo believe him.

Others might keep some cultivation realm a secret, as a backup for emergencies.

But An Lan, the old fellow, even if eating a few more bowls of rice, would shout out loud, "I am like a Gluttonous, no end to the sky, no cliff I cannot consume."

Looking at his old friend, whose face contorted with jealousy, An Lan remained unperturbed, waving dismissively.

Having reached the Pinnacle Level of a Supreme Giant, An Lan felt a change in his temperament and calmly waved his hand, indifferent.

"Now that I’ve reached the Pinnacle Level, An Lan thinks his mindset is finally flawless."

"An Lan, brother, I’m almost mad with jealousy," said Yu Tuo, with eyes burning red, beating his chest furiously, feeling that his good friend must have been replaced during his imprisonment, otherwise, how could it be possible that his good friend dared?

"Don’t forget, when you were getting punched up by that Huang, it was me who stepped up to help, even though the final result was both of us getting a good beating, at that time, my strength was definitely stronger than yours by half."

Yu Tuo, possessing great self-control, suppressed the impulse to curse.

Looking at his old friend, already twisted with jealousy, An Lan remained indifferent and nonchalant.

Upon reaching the Pinnacle Level of Supreme Giants, An Lan felt significant growth in his mentality.

"Brother An Lan, you say that we will share hardships, but how can you step into the Pinnacle Level of Supreme Giants alone?"

Yu Tuo exclaimed in anguish, pounding his chest wildly, feeling that his good friend had replaced him when incarcerated; otherwise, he wouldn’t dare to do this.

Let’s not forget, when he was being beaten by that tyrant Huang, he was the one to intervene to help, though eventually, both were severely beaten, but back then, his strength should have suppressed his friend by half a head.

Yu Tuo, with excellent self-restraint, managed to suppress the urge to curse the street.

"Truly a sly old man!"

Looking at An Lan, who was already giddying with the boost in strength, Jiang Hui retrieved his gaze with mixed feelings.

Compared to An Lan, even Er Wu Shuang, the leader of the young generation in the Alien Territory, who personally created the Refining Immortal Pot, pales in comparison to Kundi, the strongest there.

"It must be because An Lan has an especially fitting resonance with the will seed I left behind."

Jiang Hui quickly realized the reason.

In "The End of The Heavens Trilogy," no one could surpass An Lan’s confidence.

And the undefeated, invincible belief of the will seed he left was undoubtedly the best.

An Lan, old boy, stumbled upon this purely by accident.

Could it be that after breaking free from his original destiny, he ended up with some great fortune?

Once you reach a certain realm, you realize that fortune is not just an empty promise; it is even more mysterious than karma. Some have such overwhelming good fortune that they can find a way even when facing inevitable doom.

But some people are so unlucky that they can choke even on water.

Obviously, due to its more inscrutable nature than karma, it is hard to determine by the naked eye, and one can only feel it after long periods of interaction.

Taking one step into the Pinnacle Level of Supreme Giants, An Lan can now stand among the strongest in the Alien Territory.

Yu Tuo, upon knowing this, was incredibly envious and his eyes almost turned red, "An Lan, brother, we said we’d share the burden together; how can you step into the level of a Supreme Giant alone?"

Yu Tuo cried out in pain, beating his chest furiously, feeling as though his trustworthy companion had been replaced while imprisoned. Otherwise, how else could it be, for his old friend to dare challenge fate anew and have a stroke of wonderful fortune?

At one point, he had a brief advantage over the other while helping during a raging battle with Huang, although the end result was both of them being brutally beaten.

Yet during that time, he was undoubtedly able to keep his strength above that of his friend by half a head.

Yu Tuo maintained his composure, resisting the impulse to curse the heavens.

Looking at his friend, his face distorted with envy, An Lan remained calm and waved his hand nonchalantly.

Now having stepped into the Pinnacle Level of Supreme Giants, An Lan felt his own nature had improved, and waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Calm yourself. I believe in you, and one day, you too will step into the realm of the Supreme Giant."