Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity Chapter 1142

Chapter 1142: Chapter 722: Conversation Between Jiang Hui and Cruel Man Chapter 1142: Chapter 722: Conversation Between Jiang Hui and Cruel Man As if it were a hell without form, in the murky darkness where no sunlight could penetrate, there came an indescribable booming noise.

In an instant.

The entire dark space seemed to tremble along with it, resonating.

It was as if the owner of the voice was the unimaginable dark prison itself.

However, as vast as the voice was, it contained not a hint of holiness; on the contrary, it was filled with ominous and illusory breaths.

Moreover, upon closer listen, the voice somewhat resembled the shrieks and whispered conspiracies of countless unimaginable fierce ghosts and strange creatures right beside one's ear.

The cacophony was enough to make one's skin crawl.

At the same time, with the rise of this voice.

In the dark night that blocked out the sky and sun.

One could vaguely perceive an unimaginable figure intermittently appearing within the rolling black mists, not fully revealed, yet even a mere hint of its outline was shocking enough to astonish the world.

For it was exceedingly massive.

In front of it, the Heaven and Earth Legal Aspects of King's Domain creatures were like ants, insignificant,
A disparity that came not from the difference in momentum or strength, but purely from a comparison of their sizes.

Just the barely visible corner of the outline was nearly as vast as a small world.

It was one of the Bizarre Clan's Phantom Primordial Ancestors.

Beside it, other unimaginable giant shadows flickered, their overwhelming presence suddenly sweeping across this place like a gushing well.

During this period, all of the Phantom Primordial Ancestors were dreaming.

And they all shared the same dream.

One should know that they, as Primordial Ancestors, had long transcended the Emperor Realm and stood at an unimaginable level after sacrificing their own Great Taoist paths.

They shouldn't be dreaming at all.

Let alone dreaming the same dream for such an extended time.

This made them vaguely feel a hint of shock and unease.

In the dream, they saw a man.

His face was obfuscated by layers of Karma and separated by countless years, even they could not see it clearly, always feeling a sense of vagueness, only to hear someone calling that man Emperor Huang Tian.

One day.

That man suddenly led a great army towards the plateau.

In theory, leaning against the Ancient Land of Catastrophes,
They should not have been alarmed.

For they could not be killed.

Even if killed, they would instantaneously be reborn on this ominous and elevated wasteland.

With the help of this plateau, they were truly undying and indestructible beings.

But in the dream, the Emperor Huang Tian could actually kill them completely…

Besides, there were two other blurry figures that could also completely kill them, even backing against the plateau could not facilitate their revival.

But just like Emperor Huang Tian, the other two blurry figures were also entangled in unimaginable Karma, completely indistinct, especially the third figure, its form even blurry to the point of being untraceable.

“We have already stepped into that Realm; we truly shouldn't be dreaming. This is our warning.”

As the mighty voice fell, another booming noise rose, likewise filled with an unimaginable ominous presence.

“But no matter what, we can't deduce who the third figure is…”

The third voice sounded.

Actually, these voices had no clear distinction, as they were all engulfed by the immensity, with only deafening or eerie whispering remaining, indifferent to gender, as the voices of both men and women existed together.

“There are also some dead people who have been revived, those who shouldn't have continued to appear, who were simply a group of dead men, revived because of that so-called Emperor Huang Tian.”

“Huang, must be killed!”

The fourth voice appeared, and the moment it did, it made the already pitch-black curtain of darkness even more gloomy.

“He holds a very boundless method, although not as magical as the plateau, but also not mediocre, capable of letting dead men shine again in the river of time.”

“Huang… is indeed a disaster!”

The voice roared like thunder, filled with rage.

“Have you found the young Huang?”

Soon the fifth voice, the sixth voice… came forth.

Suddenly, the black purgatory trembled completely.

Outside the plateau.

At this moment, there spread countless, incredibly bizarre-looking creatures, each one terrifying, emitting an immeasurably exaggerated aura; among them were even Emperor Realm fluctuations, and not just one, but what seemed to be a countless number.

“Not yet, someone is forcefully erasing all of this… especially, the Karma on him is so great, invisible on the river of years.”

“Besides Huang, there are two others who will sooner or later ruin our great plan. No matter what, we must sacrifice everything to revive that Ancient Ancestor.

“We were born because of it, we exist because of it. If we want to continue to transcend everything, we must seek the true and only end…”

It took a long while before.

The various mighty voices in the darkness gradually subsided…

Liu Village.

Behind the mountain, ranges of hills.

With the light touch of a cool breeze, the World Tree's vast canopy emitted sounds akin to silver bells, a beautiful symphony.

It seemed that Emperor Merciless realized she had been staring at this man's face for far too long and subconsciously turned her head slightly, her eyes filled with profound experiences but clear as spring water glanced sideways.

The scenery around was picturesque.

With just a few strokes, it was as if a colored ink painting had come to life.

But as stunning as the scenery was,
It obviously couldn't command too much of Emperor Merciless's attention.

Her visit this time had come at a great cost.

Whilst the cost wouldn't harm her personally, with every use, Karma followed, and one less chance remained.

Chapter end

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