Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity Chapter 1173

Chapter 1173: Chapter 739: Turmoil Arises_2 Chapter 1173: Chapter 739: Turmoil Arises_2 If that were the case, Emperor Radiance should be swirling around him.

He had underestimated his opponent just now, but such a mistake would definitely not occur again.

Next, he would put forth his full strength, holding nothing back, to show the so-called Master of the Holy Land the extent of his seasoned prowess.

Amidst the trembling of his azure robe, Lu Gu Xian Wang took a step forward.

Instantly, countless Rules burst forth from Lu Gu Xian Wang's body like arrows, resembling a torrential downpour descending upon the world, utterly exaggerated.

He dashed forward, his ancient sword, unsheathed at an unknown time, slashing a silver-white radiance across the heavens and earth, as if a whole universe was pouring down.

The sharpness was beyond description with mere words.

Some of the onlookers immediately fled the area as their first reaction.

It was simply too exaggerated.

If they did not leave quickly, the residual power of the sword might indeed cleave them in half as well.

Such an outcome would truly be an undeserved calamity.

Liu Village.

Back Mountain.

Atop the mountain,
Jiang Hui's body floated quietly in mid-air, seemingly merging with the universe.

His face was veiled by a faint radiance, indistinct, yet those deep, starry eyes revealed an undeniable authority.

Faced with the overwhelming surge of Rules and Sword Qi from Lu Gu Xian Wang, Jiang Hui merely shook his head as if looking at mere ants.

The vast disparity in strength turned his opponent's full-powered attack into nothing more than childish frolics in Jiang Hui's eyes.

It wasn't worth mentioning at all.

“Lu Gu Xian Wang, you are indeed powerful, but unfortunately, you've met me.”

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Hui uttered a phrase that was rather cliche.

He actually didn't want to say it.

Nevertheless, to deepen everyone's impression of him, he still said it.

His grand voice echoed across the heavens, carrying an indescribable confidence and composure, entering the minds of the spectators like thunderclap echoing long after.

As the jade-white hand hanging in the sky moved,
With a “bang!” Lu Gu Xian Wang was once again sent flying, hitting a mountain peak this time, shattering it entirely.

Struggling out of the rubble, Lu Gu Xian Wang's face was pale as paper, a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked up at the hovering Master of the Holy Land, his eyes filled with shock and confusion.

“How… How is this possible? What method did you use?” Lu Gu Xian Wang asked with a trembling voice.

“You represent the Immortal Domain, on what basis do you represent the Immortal Domain?”

“Fellow Daoists, did you hear what the Master of the Holy Land said? He has ulterior motives! We must show ourselves now and join hands to suppress him, and restore clarity and order to the Immortal Domain!”

Lu Gu Xian Wang screamed at the top of his lungs, thinking he stood on the moral high ground, hoping to incite a collective response.

But he was overlooking the most important thing.

The Immortal Domain was far from being united.

Lu Gu Xian Wang nearly screamed himself hoarse.

Yet, not a single response came.

Even King Kutu, who was previously pursuing him, did not show up.

“Fool, how dare you deceive me?”

The Immortal King was enraged, crying out loud.

It was supposed to be a joint effort.

But it ended up with him alone in the fray, treated like a fool?

“Even if I die, I must drag you down with me!” Lu Gu Xian Wang roared repeatedly, his ancient sword whistling as he sought King Kutu's location.

However, it didn't take long for Lu Gu Xian Wang to realize his mistake.

Because on the horizon, a massive corpse appeared.

Measuring hundreds of thousands of meters, it was a gigantic avian engulfed in fierce flames.

It was none other than the self-proclaimed King Kutu.

“Master of the Holy Land, how dare you kill me? Don't you know how important a titan is to the Immortal Domain during such tumultuous times?” Lu Gu Xian Wang shouted furiously, but his voice was clearly weak.

Years hurried by, and thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye.

Before the true upheaval erupted, time seemed to slow down invisibly, like autumn leaves delicately falling to the ground.

During these thousands of years, the Immortal Domain was anything but peaceful.

On the contrary, several major battles had occurred.

Some ancient beings who were vying for the secrets of becoming an Emperor in The Boundary Sea returned, launching attacks against some Kings in the Immortal Domain as soon as they got back.

It was their Karma, which had to end in this lifetime–no one could escape it.

That day, unimaginable fluctuations of the Great Taoist attacked a certain part of the Immortal Domain.

A terrifyingly fierce murderous aura swept over like a tidal wave.

Amidst the turbulence of heaven and earth, countless Rules soared upward, their light dazzling and brilliant.

Those who managed to return only now must have ventured deep into The Boundary Sea and were undoubtedly powerful.

The clash had instantly escalated to a fever pitch.

Even though slaying those Dark Immortal Kings could have granted Experience Points, he chose not to act.

Firstly, there were indeed some Immortal Kings in the Immortal Domain who deserved to die. Aside from Ao Sheng, Primordial, and Primitive, there were other Immortal Kings not worth sparing.

Secondly, because even if he did slay those Dark Immortal Kings, the Experience Points gained wouldn't be substantial.

Rather than keep those individuals around to continue to disgust himself, it was better to use the Dark Immortal Kings to eliminate them first.

The skies of the Immortal Domain were almost stained red, a dazzling red blood rain falling from above, and the hot, scalding King blood spread upon the land.

In just a few decades, three Immortal Kings had fallen.

In the past, it was unimaginable.

Stepping into the Immortal Path Field meant eternal life, boundless lifespan. Let alone Immortal Kings, even ordinary True Immortals rarely faced death. Yet now, Kings were continuously bleeding out,
and the entire Immortal Domain fell into mournful wails amidst the shocks.

Fortunately, those Dark Immortal Kings were eventually all slain by the Master of the Holy Land; otherwise, it would have been too desperate.

However, amidst the shock, people were somewhat puzzled,
not understanding why the Master of the Holy Land, given the power to act, had waited until after those Kings had fallen to intervene.

Those were Immortal Kings–considered the strongest beings between heaven and earth in times when no Emperor appeared, eras might not produce even one.

For the Immortal Domain, the fall of any King's Domain was an irreversible loss.

Even True Immortals weren't treated this way; Kings were crucial in determining the outcome of wars.

Of course, although everyone was baffled, they dared not debate the right or wrong of that figure.

Firstly, they didn't dare.

Although it had been a long time since that Master of the Holy Land had acted, from the sudden slaughter of Primordial, Ao Sheng, and Primitive back then, it was clear they were a cold-blooded existence.

Secondly, in the eyes of some great powers within the Domain, they were mere ants. If others weren't speaking up, what right had they to speak?

“Fellow Daoists, what exactly is the Master of the Holy Land planning? It'd be one thing if he truly did not intervene,
But why wait to act until after those Kings have fallen?

Doesn't he, in his powerful position, realize that this loss to the Immortal Domain is insurmountable?!”

Deep in the starry sky, a King spoke out.

Shi Hao tried to break through to the Emperor Realm but didn't succeed.

That day, he came out from the Heavenly Court, arriving in a vast mountain range.

At a glance, there was nothing unusual about this place.

Lush and verdant, various stalwart ancient trees shot up from the ground.

Yet Shi Hao didn't stay, his Iron Fist swinging, enveloped in Immortal King's Radiance, he struck down with one punch.

“Boom, boom, boom…”
Unimaginable tremendous force erupted from between Shi Hao's fingers, turning into an unrivaled True Dragon Phantom, destroying all surrounding mountains within view.

“Fellow Daoist, haven't you gone a bit too far? Can't you accept an apology from us?”

A long roar sounded, and in the next moment, a massive creature resembling a Pangolin burrowed out from deep underground.

Soon after, this Pangolin-like massive creature suddenly transformed, turning directly into a man in a black robe.

The man's eyes were dark and sinister, staring straight at Shi Hao.

Shi Hao scratched his head,
after millions of years.

Jiang Hui once again arrived above The Boundary Sea.

Under the passage of a million years,
the once-thriving Nine Heavens and Ten Earths inevitably became even more dilapidated.

Like an ancient painting yellowed by the passage of time.

Above the Nine Heavens, the once-brilliant stars gradually dimmed, with only a few still twinkling in the dark, but those were merely their last struggles.

Chapter end

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