Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity Chapter 1677: Untitled - 2

Why even though I have fought until now and it’s not the first ti my origin has been damaged, have I never felt such emotions before?

Could it be because I hadn’t interacted with Brother Jiang of the Dao previously?

But the last ti I was trapped in the Ultimate Ancient Land, it wasn’t like this either.

Willow God couldn’t understand.

Nor did she understand why she didn’t dislike this kind of inner conflict.

Just as the woman was lost in thought, a soft call ca by her ear.

Then, the sound of footsteps faintly followed.

Willow God snapped back and imdiately looked towards the source of the sound.

A trace of inexplicable panic flashed across her face, and she couldn’t speak for a while.

Jiang Hui was sowhat curious.

"Fellow Daoist Willow God... is there sothing wrong?"

Jiang Hui observed Willow God, and it was obvious she had co specifically to find him, yet upon eting, she didn’t utter a word.

With Jiang Hui’s words, Willow God ca back to her senses, the panic faded from her face, replaced by her usual solemnity, cold and indifferent.

"This... is to return to Brother Jiang of the Dao."

Willow God took out the Azure Spring Pearl.

Jiang Hui’s brows moved slightly, his profound gaze fell on the Azure Spring Pearl, slightly dazed, and then he understood Willow God’s intentions.

Smiling, Jiang Hui waved his hand and said: "Fellow Daoist Willow God, since this pearl has helped you recover from your injuries, please keep it. Perhaps you might find it useful again in the future, I currently have no urgent need for it."

It’s not that he was deliberately pretending to be generous, it’s just that this Azure Spring Pearl is only useful for beings below the Path End level.

It is of no use to the Sacrificial Path State.

If this pearl could win Willow God’s favor, it would indeed be quite worthwhile.

"This... how could this be, this treasure is already exceptionally precious, and I have used it to heal, thus receiving a great favor from Brother Jiang of the Dao, how can I keep it?"

Willow God shook her head, feigning politeness, although she very much wanted to keep it, she had to make a gesture of politeness, otherwise, it would seem she lacked restraint.

"Alright then."

Jiang Hui did not insist, after all, if Willow God encounters a similar situation in the future, lending it again would be fine.

Moreover, he only had one pearl, not just for Willow God. If Ye Fan, Shi Hao, Gu Chen, Ten Crown King etc. encounter similar dangers, it can be used as well.

Perhaps even more practical.

Leaving Willow God alone, sowhat disheveled in the wind.

After receiving the Azure Spring Pearl, gently stroking the surface with his fingers, Jiang Hui smiled slightly:

"Since Fellow Daoist Willow God’s injuries have healed, this pearl can be considered to have fulfilled its purpose."

Hearing this, Willow God returned to reality and forced a smile.

Seeing Jiang Hui no longer being polite, she casually put away the pearl, her expression paused slightly, and a trace of imperceptible disappointnt flashed in her eyes, but she soon hid it.

A wave of complex emotions arose inexplicably in her heart.

Shaking her head, Willow God forcibly discarded the complex emotions in her mind and asked:

"Has Brother Jiang of the Dao reaped any benefits from his lengthy seclusion?" Willow God suppressed her emotions and asked instead.

Hearing this, Jiang Hui felt slightly embarrassed.

Though he wished to gain so benefits, to be honest, it was too challenging, as the Top Ten Phantom Primordial Ancestors couldn’t find their karma, he also couldn’t discover their karma, nor comprehend what they were plotting or doing at the mont.

In this sense, the two sides were indeed evenly matched.

With this thought, Jiang Hui shook his head.

Willow God seed to have already predicted this and remained expressionless.

At this realm, karma and fate were no longer singular or restrictive, how could seclusion alone bring any harvest?!

Nevertheless, Willow God knew Jiang Hui’s path was unlike anyone else’s, unlike any system, so she held a glimr of hope.

There was nothing much to discuss now, perhaps the timing wasn’t right yet.

"Brother Jiang of the Dao..." Willow God pursed her lips and suddenly spoke.

"Hmm?" Jiang Hui looked over, waiting for her to continue.

However, Willow God furrowed her brows and said: "It’s nothing. I intend to venture out for so ti."

"Where will you be going, fellow Daoist?"

"Cannot go to Heaven, but aside from the Immortal Domain, countless universes are suffering, I intend to aid them and also explore the Star Sea in search of a way forward."

"Uh... how long will you be gone?"

"Not sure, but I will definitely return."

Willow God said solemnly,

Having stayed in Liu Village for so long, everything has been ingrained in her mory and is no longer separable, as resistance against the Bizarre Clan would ultimately require the imnse energy gathered there.

It has beco the largest force against the Bizarre Clan.

Jiang Hui pondered for a mont and said: "Then I wish you a safe journey."

But Willow God remained silent, her gaze dimd of brilliance, staring directly at Jiang Hui.

Before he could speak, the woman already spoke: "Doesn’t Brother Jiang of the Dao plan to clear the heavens?"

This puzzled Jiang Hui slightly.

He spoke honestly: "I will send Gu Chen and others, but as for myself, I need to guard the rear."

"That’s how it should be." Willow God bowed her head.

...

In the cycle of four seasons, those Cave Heaven Places nurtured by the golden eras ushered in nurous domineering Daoist auras.

What drew the most attention was that all of these auras were incredibly ancient.

So beings re-erged in the world, their auras vast as an ocean, as if they had broken free from the river of ti, imbued with an old and desolate oppression.

Frontier Wilderness,

A man clad in bronze battle armor erged across the void.

He grasped a rust-covered spear, yet its tip glead with a chilling light that made the heart tremble. His face stern, his eyes deep as the starry sky, his aura had already surpassed the True Immortal Extre Peak, with a foot half-stepping into the Immortal King level, shaking a group of pinnacles with every move, appearing from unknown corners and diving into the Frontier Wilderness.

There, a great battle imdiately ensued.

The man in bronze battle armor exhibited unparalleled divine might, a peerless prodigy from several eras past, a youthful genius at his strongest, erging into the world and directly heading towards a certain fateful opportunity, pressing a group of contemporary prodigies to incessantly retreat, their only choice to withdraw.

"That is... the Bronze Battle Immortal! He’s still alive!" An older cultivator recognized his identity, his voice trembling with disbelief.

The Bronze Battle Immortal, a fad powerhouse of the Immortal Ancient Era, suppressed all peers, was hailed as one of the likeliest to step into the Immortal King Realm of that era.

Yet, in the war at the end of the Immortal Ancient Era, he mysteriously disappeared, and the world assud he had fallen in battle. Unexpectedly, he chose self-sealnt, avoiding the calamity, only to re-erge today.

"Hmph, a bunch of cowards, skulking and hiding, now that a prosperous era has arrived, they have the gall to erge." An old man in purple robes sneered, his tone disdainful. He was surrounded by dense Immortal Qi, his aura equally formidable, evidently another old monster sealed for years.

"Your words make you seem so upright," laughed a woman in white, another re-ergent individual, also half a step into the Immortal King Realm.

These long-sealed powerhouses were not unfamiliar with each other, and even had so grudges and entanglents, now erging, all aiming for kingship.

So beings who were thought dead by the world reappeared, captivating the world’s attention.

The aura radiating from these figures was imnsely powerful, at the True Immortal Extre Peak, or even partly stepping into the Immortal King level.

But in the absence of a Liu Village, in the era before the birth of a Holy Land, beings like these were considered formidable, and stepping into the King’s Domain turned them into patriarchs of an era.

They were once the true leaders of the Immortal Domain, wielders of power, capable of establishing unparalleled entities like the Ten Taoist Dominators and Supre Sect alone.

Compared with the shock waves caused by Holy Lands of the past, people’s reactions were sowhat restrained.

There was just a bit of lantation, these people were truly cunning, hidden away sowhere,

presud long dead on the path to becoming a king, they hid instead, unwilling to face the tumultuous years, choosing self-sealnt, and now as they sense an unprecedented prosperous era arriving, they unseal themselves to re-enter the world.

Truly capable of enduring.

Mortals often say, in the great dream spanning millennia, an autumn dream may already be but a yellow millet.

But these people aren’t just dreaming for millennia, with the extended lifespan of the Immortal Path Field, they might have self-sealed since the war in the Immortal Ancient Era.

So are unaware that the Immortal Domain’s outco has undergone earth-shaking changes, or even unaware of the existence of the Holy Land.

Indeed, that is the case.