Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 830 - Chapter 830 549 chapters Kundi boss something bad has

Chapter 830: 549 chapters: Kundi boss, something bad has happened_3 Chapter 830: 549 chapters: Kundi boss, something bad has happened_3 Is that what mortals feel?

But just a group of ants, equally powerless, hiding in That Magnificent Palace, could decide his life and death with a single sentence.

He didn’t like this feeling!

“A mortal’s life at most spans a hundred years, yet they must go through endless suffering and renunciation. Becoming a Red Dust Immortal is merely struggling to cross the sea of bitterness,

this crossing is not only about ferrying others, but more about ferrying oneself,

with the Red Dust as the sea and oneself as the boat, common beings all suffer, but in the end, only self-deliverance prevails!”

Jiang Hui’s eyes were piercing as he looked over the people present, pondered for a moment, and then spoke.

This moment was also very important.

Because the dreams from a million years of reincarnation were too real that if one could not break free from those memories of reincarnation, it was very likely they would get deeper and deeper, unable to distinguish dream from reality until the very end.

To put it plainly, it would mean insanity.

If a mortal goes mad, at worst they spout nonsense or harm others.

But if a Red Dust Immortal goes mad, blood would flow into rivers wherever they went.

Once a Red Dust Immortal is made, not even the Immortal King would intervene, and no one could suppress, not even a Quasi-Immortal King.

This is the final challenge of becoming a Red Dust Immortal.

It’s not to say that after stepping into Red Dust Immortal everything is perfectly fine.

The reason becoming a Red Dust Immortal is so difficult, unimaginable, besides going against the Heavenly Dao and acting perversely, which is forbidden by the heavens, is also the difficulty in distinguishing between dreams and reality.

Only by overcoming this challenge can one truly become a Red Dust Immortal.

And strictly speaking, the method of becoming a Red Dust Immortal using the Red Dust Gate in Jiang Hui’s hand is very different from that of Shi Hao and others.

Though it involves endless dreams, cycles of reincarnation.

But Shi Hao returned to the era of Emperor’s Fall, and made his way up from there.

During that era, he actively lived through nine lives, using more than five hundred thousand years, individually killing the thirteen descendants of the Eight Sons of the Sky and the Celestial Deities; even the Butcher was deterred and retreated, eventually returning to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to confront the Void Immortal Stele, realizing enlightenment through battles, and achieving Red Dust Immortality.

Therefore, the impact on him was not significant.

But looking at those within the Red Dust Gate.

The reincarnation of everyone was as an ordinary person.

The true struggle across the Red Dust, the search through the mortal world.

Mortals don’t live more than a hundred years; with a million years of reincarnation, they had long lost count of how many lifetimes they had passed.

And each lifetime was like truly living through it, experiencing it personally, which even those with firmest wills could hardly discern.

If they could not wake up immediately, any delay would make it extremely difficult, with even gods unable to save.

That is why Jiang Hui spoke up the moment he did.

His voice, like the rolling thunder, was also filled with indescribable, mysterious language that boomed into everyone’s minds amidst the endless immortal ages, detonating in an instant.

All of their expressions were startled, their brows deeply furrowed, but soon, everyone’s faces slowly regained clarity.

“Thank you, Lord Willow God, for your guidance!”

Immediately,

everyone hastily bowed in the direction of Jiang Hui, expressing their heartfelt gratitude.

They naturally knew the peril within, hence their increased fear and appreciation.

Although Jiang Hui’s voice had awakened many in an instant, they had not actually completely shaken off the influence of crossing the vast Red Dust.

A million years of reincarnation, countless lifetimes of refinement, were not effects that could be so easily erased.

But at least they need not worry about continuing to degenerate into madness.