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Chapter 829 - Chapter 829 Chapter 549 Kundi Boss Something Bad Has

Chapter 829: Chapter 549: Kundi Boss, Something Bad Has Happened_2 Chapter 829: Chapter 549: Kundi Boss, Something Bad Has Happened_2 “Believe in me as your lord, this is the only method I can come up with for now. Whether you listen or not is up to you,”

“I have already directed you all. If you understand, you can bring your talented disciples and all sorts of precious treasures to Liu Village Immortal King City. Before this, it’s best to let the whole world know!”

Jiang Hui nodded, giving the old Immortal King a confirming glance.

He did not linger any longer and left in a hurry.

What needed to be said had been said; indeed, it was the only method he could think of.

“Do you think… The Master of Liu Village might be deceiving us?!” Someone carefully said after watching Jiang Hui leave.

“This… It’s hard to say!”

…

Alien Territory.

Perpetually enveloped by black fog and dark blooms that obscure the sky, exuding a kind of ominous aura.

At the deepest part of the Alien Territory, atop a Majestic Peak that seems to hold up the sky.

A huge palace stands tall, brilliantly golden and luxuriant with a thick Chaotic Aura, the mist surging extravagantly.

It is the exclusive Traveling Palace of the Immortal King Kundi.

Originally, it had been abandoned for who knows how long.

But now, with the return of Kundi, it had regained its original majestic scenery.

Usually, apart from Er Wu Shuang, hardly any beings dared to step into this place.

But this day,

a towering figure exuding an Aura of Immortality rushed in hastily.

The person held a spear in the left hand and a shield in the right, wrapped in Thunder and Lightning.

“Elder An Lan, what has happened for you to look so grave?”

At the mountain gate, Er Wu Shuang, with his hands behind his back, could not help but speak upon seeing the towering figure with the spear and shield.

“A major event has occurred!” An Lan’s brow was tightly furrowed, his tone filled with indescribable shock.

“What major event?” Er Wu Shuang’s eyes slightly narrowed.

Though An Lan’s strength might not rank in the top three within the Alien Territory, he is indeed a bona fide old Immortal King who, during the Ancient Immortal Era, had even once slain the mightiest Immortal Kings of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, Reincarnation and No End, and had a notable war record.

“Ao Sheng is dead…”

“He was a Supreme Immortal King, who in the Immortal Domain could kill him?” Er Wu Shuang’s pupils slightly contracted.

“It was the Master of Liu Village!”

An Lan took a deep breath.

“Come in, I want to know everything!”

Meanwhile, within that majestic palace at the peak, Kundi’s somewhat hoarse voice echoed…

An Lan pursed his lips and, steeling himself, stepped inside.

The oppression emanating from Kundi was too strong; even his voice made An Lan’s heart tremble.

…

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Liu Village.

Backhill.

Jiang Hui stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes rustling, exuding a profound Ethereal Daoist Aura.

Ever since returning from Pan King Fairy City, he had maintained this posture,

Anticipating that the Door of Ten Thousand Ancient Dreams would soon open.

Soon.

This day,

dust fell from the Red Dust Gate, light soared to the sky, and the giant gate that had been tightly closed opened slowly under a silent formidable force.

Several dozen figures emitting an aura as if swallowing mountains and rivers slowly walked out.

All entered Red Dust Immortal.

In total, 263 people entered the Door of Ten Thousand Ancient Dreams.

Ultimately,

fifty people achieved the accomplishment of Red Dust Immortal.

Honestly, this probability is already staggering and unimaginable.

“Lord Willow God!”

One corner.

Seeing Jiang Hui’s figure, Tu Wa Zi, Gu Chen and others hurriedly called out with utmost respect.

On them emanated an aura deep as the ocean, like Immortals descending to the earth, countless times more powerful than before, waving their hands exuded a powerful force that could cover the world.

“How is it? How does it feel to have entered Red Dust Immortal?”

Jiang Hui with a light smile at the corner of his mouth, walked step by step, looking at this group with weathered faces, ragged beards.

“It feels like many lifetimes have passed, suddenly returning to reality, somewhat bewildered, for a moment I can hardly distinguish between what is reality and what is a dream!”

Gu Chen pursed his somewhat dry lips and said with a bitter smile.

Inside Red Dust Gate.

He had gone through lifetime after lifetime of Reincarnation, initially still counting which lifetime it was, but later he became completely numb.

Because those lifetimes of Reincarnation were too realistic; they didn’t seem like dreams at all. Even now, he could still clearly remember everyone and every scene… and with just a little recollection, even the expressions and most minute details from that time could be recalled.

The degree of realism was too exaggerated.

He really couldn’t believe that those were series of absurd dreams, and that only a very short time had passed in reality.

Gu Chen’s condition was not unique.

All others were much the same.

All of them appeared bewildered.

Even having emerged from the Red Dust Gate, for a time they could not distinguish between what was reality and what was a dream.

Outside the Red Dust Gate, it was just a fleeting moment, but actually, under the blessing of the Ten Thousand Ancients, those inside the gate had reincarnated for at least a million years.

A dream lasts for a thousand autumns, a grand dream spanning the ages.

Eons condensed into a single night,

A million years of time compressed into moments, anyone would feel a sense of bewildering unreality.

Jiang Hui looked towards a figure in the center of the crowd, who was the Little Fairy King who had previously ruined his Immortal cultivation to roll three rolls in Red Dust.

Now, he had also successfully achieved Red Dust Immortal.

But his expression was hesitant,

.In those lifetimes of Reincarnation, he assumed countless identities, but some endings were not happy.

Corrupt officials prevailed, calamities strode across the land–despite his best efforts, he still faced the loss of family and death abroad, leaving him feeling somewhat stifled.