Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity Chapter 1185

Chapter 1185: Chapter 745: Buried Secrets in the Passage of Time Chapter 1185: Chapter 745: Buried Secrets in the Passage of Time Sword light streaked across the sky like a rainbow, ripping through the heavens.

“Thunderclap!”

Directly across the firmament, a dazzling silver flash shot by.

The originally dim sky instantly brightened, as if a blazing sun had risen, suspended high above.

The might of a single sword, earth-shattering and heaven-quaking, made ghosts and gods tremble with fear.

It seemed as if all the forces between heaven and earth were focused within this one stroke.

Amidst the bitter cold of the sword light,
it reflected the aged and angry face of the elder.

At the same time,
as effortlessly as a knife through tofu,
the unimaginable sword light directly pierced the elder's body.

With a rent sound,
the ferocious power swept up a sky full of blood plasma.

Blood rained down in torrents.

Each drop was extraordinary, enveloped in brilliant and dazzling halos.

Yet the elder seemed not to feel any pain,
his face withered, his body tall but lean as a stick.

All around him wafted the dense fog of impending doom.

His eyes were deeply sunken, devoid of life's will, staring fixedly at the mysterious figure in the black robe.

In the next moment,
the elder suddenly let out a long howl to the sky,
filled with rage and unwillingness.

The howl vibrated across the wilderness, causing mountains to shake.

With this cry,
it was as if he wanted to vent all his dissatisfaction and anger.

“Being favored by Heaven since birth, is that also a mistake?”

It seemed as though he was questioning the mysterious figure in the black robe.

Their lifespans were long, their strength immense, naturally able to move mountains and split the earth, shatter stars and ruin moons.

With experts in their clan as numerous as clouds, countless and brilliant like the stars, they were the mightiest existences of the age.

They didn't even need to cultivate; simply living to adulthood granted them a majestic power others could only dream of.

Yet now, all this had become the root cause of their clan's annihilation.

It infuriated the elder to the point of gnashing his teeth in hatred.

“I say this is a mistake, and so it is.

You don't understand, the Great Taoist chose you but also abandoned you.

You have had your moment of glory; now you are merely paying the price for that past brilliance. You think it is I who wish to exterminate you, but in truth, it is the Great Taoist.

You still fail to see, with your talents, backed by obscurity, even without cultivating, you could possess the power others can only dream of, yet from beginning to end, you've never given birth to a true pinnacle existence. This proves that the authority of the Great Taoist has never truly been in your hands…”

The black-robed powerhouse stood with hands clasped behind their back, high above, looking down at the elder without making another move.

“Don't understand? Don't understand? Why should we understand? And what right do you have to punish us on behalf of the Great Taoist? What does 'should not have been born' mean?

Our clan has existed for countless eons, and just because of your words, we must be wiped out?”

The elder's voice reached a zenith of sorrow and anger.

As his voice faded, feeling nothing could be reverted, the elder struck out in a rage.

But even with formidable momentum surpassing the Emperor Realm, it was all fleeting and couldn't compare to the black-robed person.

In the end, as scalding blood plasma spilled,
the elder's body fell harshly from the sky,
his massive corpse flattening the mountains below, shaking the earth and rivers, severing all auras and energies, whether of life or death… all wiped clean.

The black-robed figure tilted their gaze slightly, withdrawing it from the elder's corpse that had lost all vital energy.

Then they took a step out.

Amidst the ripples of water, their figure suddenly vanished from the spot.

At the same time, the scene within Jiang Hui's field of vision changed again,
becoming ever more real.

The dim image, like a roadside lamp, gradually became clear.

Among the oppressive peaks,
two tall figures emerged from the thorn-covered mountain path.

Their steps faltered,
the one leading was a middle-aged being.

With a triangular crown,
tall as ten thousand meters, their appearance was similar to that of humans.

Beside the middle-aged being,
was a younger being.

It was the youth from the pavilion earlier.

The former was covered in blood, his breath chaotic, his gaze lingering on the elder's body, a glint of sorrow flashing in his eyes:
“Farewell to our ancestral elder!”

The young being followed suit.

“I originally thought our clan was already strong enough.

But I was wrong, terribly wrong.

We who are extraordinary by birth could not reach the end…

This is not favor; this is clear punishment…”

“Since we were born extraordinary, why can't we truly stand atop this world? Tragic and lamentable…”

“Tenebri, you are the last hope of our clan, you are the one truly born extraordinary.

You must seek vengeance!

Avenge our clan.

Avenge those clan members who died a miserable death.”

The middle-aged being's eyes were bloodshot, he pulled the young being beside him with crazed urgency and began to speak.

“Father, I promise you, I will become stronger, I will make those people pay!”

The young being withdrew his gaze from the tragic scene in front, clenched his fists tightly, his voice resolute.

“Good, very good, you are truly my child!”

The middle-aged being laughed heartily, his face filled with satisfaction. As his voice ceased, he suddenly extended his hands,
forming a complex seal in front of his chest.

“This is… the Forbidden Technique?!”

The young being exclaimed, his eyes filled with horror.

Recognizing it was the ultimate forbidden technique of their clan, which could instantaneously transfer all of one's cultivation to another.

But the cost was tremendous.

Once performed, the one who cast it would die on the spot, with no other possible outcome.

The middle-aged man laughed maniacally, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

“This method not only transfers all of my cultivation to you, but it will also send you to a secret location.

There lies the last hope of our clan, and your only chance for survival.”

Chapter end

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