Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 847 - Chapter 847 Chapter 556 Willow God... Why are you still here

Chapter 847: Chapter 556: Willow God… Why are you still here?! Chapter 847: Chapter 556: Willow God… Why are you still here?! In the dark corner,

the object was scorched black, as if it had been roasted by an unimaginable fire, showing no signs of life, having thoroughly succumbed to obliteration, uniformly pitch black.

Jiang Hui bent down to pick it up, examining it closely.

At first glance, it looked like a tree trunk, but upon lifting it, he realized it was actually a piece of bark, just extremely thick.

He could clearly see a layer of black, unnamed substance shrouding it, which had become viscous, clinging to it tightly like glue.

It could not be removed, nor could it be dissolved.

But as Jiang Hui touched it with his hand, the black substance on top seemed to come to life, quickly moving toward the location of his hand.

Like some kind of parasitic worm finding a new host, its speed was fast, like lightning.

It was black erosion, which had become materialized over time, and not even an Immortal King could resist it.

Black erosion, in layman’s terms, is a kind of special black matter that leaks out, spreading continuously like mist.

Alien Territory and the Burial Area are the consequences of black erosion.

Anyone who comes into contact with this substance would have their Primordial Spirit dissolve in an instant.

However, these people’s bodies would not dissolve; they would remain intact, becoming motionless corpses.

But in an extremely short period of time,

a new Primordial Spirit would grow within the generally mortal flesh of these corpses.

The Immortal Domain calls it the Dark Immortal Spirit.

A Primordial Spirit comprised entirely of pure evil thoughts, more akin to a puppet.

This process is irreversible.

Those cultivators who possess Dark Immortal Spirits constantly wage wars, invading other worlds, allowing the dark matter to erode more people.

Jiang Hui dared not be careless.

He dared not take risks with himself.

He quickly severed the connection between the two and threw the scorched tree branch aside.

After all, he was not the protagonist, and he did not inherit the protagonist’s fortune.

Shi Hao could resist the erosion of darkness, but he might not, and even if he could, unnecessary risks should be avoided whenever possible.

He could barely withstand the black mist drifting in the air, but the black matter before him had become extremely dense to an exaggerated degree.

The gap between the two was like heaven and earth.

However, after thinking it over, Jiang Hui picked up the piece of tree bark again, but this time, he dared not use his hands and instead directly placed it into his personal backpack.

As for its use, he could not yet think of one, but if it could be taken away, then it must be taken away; this had always been the fine tradition and virtue of Liu Village.

Looking away, Jiang Hui continued onward.

On the other side within The Boundary Sea, the waters had turned pitch black as night, viscous like ink that could not be diluted.

The view ahead was almost impossible to discern, and even creatures of Immortal King Level would lose all sensory abilities in an instant upon arriving here.

However, from the sound of surging waves like raging anger occasionally reaching his ears, it was not difficult to discern that the “sea water” here was growing more turbulent and tumultuous.

With the help of this one-third authority over the dike, Jiang Hui could still make out some images.

Around him,

fog filled the sky, and storms swept across the sea’s surface, brushing past the dike, exceptionally terrifying.

These were not actual storms,

but merely the form storms take.

In reality, they were rules eroded by darkness, they were the order that had been corroded.

Chaotic, unorganized.

Any creature that reached this place had to face these storm-like cuts as if sliced by an immortal blade, no exceptions.

Jiang Hui, however, was not worried.

Although the Darkness Storm was terrifying, it could not really affect him.

After a while,

the Darkness Storm temporarily passed.

Jiang Hui continued on his way.

He did not know how far he had walked,

when a pile of lustrous black, unknown skeletal remains entered his vision.

The skeletons were enormous, with dim outlines revealing tooth-like objects, large, each resembling the peak of a massive mountain.

If one observed carefully, it was evident that the bones did not come from the same creature, but were a mix of various beings.

They lay with their backs up and faces down, as if struggling to climb forward.

Clearly, in the distant, unreachable years,

some beings had crossed The Boundary Sea, arriving at this majestic and boundless grand dike.

Only their luck was not so good, and they ultimately sank here, dead.

Jiang Hui sighed.

Having reached this side, it meant that these skeletal beings at the very least possessed the strength of a Supreme Giant during their lifetimes.

They were strong enough to push through everything, standing out across the ages, yet seeking greater strength they ended up in silence.

This was a one-way path.

If you couldn’t reach the ultimate, you were doomed to leave behind nothing but blood and bones.

As usual,

Jiang Hui also took away this pile of skeletons.

Just then,

deep within The Boundary Sea, amidst the violent wind and rain, an isolated island abruptly broke into his line of sight.

Having walked for so long,

this was the first time he had seen an isolated island.

A rare sight.

In The Boundary Sea, isolated islands both symbolize the hope of life, allowing beings who traverse the sea to catch their breath, and also indicate the possibility of unimaginable opportunities.

Moved,

Jiang Hui directly teleported to the island’s central location.

From afar, the island did not seem too large, merely a small black dot, but upon his arrival, he found that the island was quite extensive.

The massive land surface of the island stretched across the sea like a continent, its top rising above the roaring waves; the “splashes” around it seemed utterly insignificant by comparison.

Of course, what truly caught Jiang Hui’s attention wasn’t the size of the island.